Donkey or racehorse?
Just ask Sandra.
I am who I am because of where I came from. Growing up, the message that we were given is that donkeys don’t run with racehorses and that we are a bunch of donkeys, so if we graduated from high school, that was as far as we were going to go. My comfort, my saviour, was an agency that was funded by United Way. I was part of a mentoring program. People in the program believed in me, they saw me for who I am. I wasn’t just another donkey, I was unique and special and somebody who had something to say. In the eyes of those who ran the program, I was a racehorse. I was the vice-president of the student council in my graduating year. I was the valedictorian of my graduating class. I went on to university. The program allowed me to feel like a racehorse.
Thank you for giving. Your money got to me.
United
Way makes an impression on a homeless man.