I expected to be standing behind a table, pouring water in cup o’ noodles or handing out sweaters and jackets, but instead, we were packing thousands of pounds of brussel sprouts. Our team created an assembly line. Linh, Dad, and some others packaged sixteen brussel sprouts per bag, and they gave it to me, and I tied the bag. We did this, over and over, case by case. Every case we were done with, we filled it with bags of brussel sprouts. Then, we brought it to a platform to move the boxes. As we packaged, we exchanged stories. We threw away all the slimy ones too. We want good quality brussel sprouts for the poor, and slimy ones would make them sick. After hours, we tied up the last bag and cheered. Then, we went to the Pool room, for a rest. I got a nice cup of coffee and watched a little video about a college student who couldn’t afford to get lunches anymore because his mom became sick and couldn’t