Little Lads & Ladders

So tonight I am finally hanging out with my Little Brother. We're gonna catch a hockey game. It seems like forever since I've taken him out.

It's been a weird ride being a Big Brother. I mostly joined because my old boss said if I wanted to get ahead, I needed to do some charity work. Then I started doing charity work and was let go .

Anyways this is the part where you expect me to say how rewarding it is, but I'm not going to do that. I mean.. it is rewarding, but it's not what I thought. My little brother is a nice kid named Gary, but all I can hope for is to be a decent influence on him. I mean I get 3 hours a week and his regular living conditions get 6 days and 20 hours... All I can do is take him places and try to give him another reality to aspire to. Is it successful? Guess we'll see.

Something I learned about charities though, is there there are two levels in them. There are the volunteers and the committee members. It's kind of interesting because I joined a committee and it was filled with the rich people of the town and none of them volunteer time with a little brother. They ONLY raise money, and it was odd to see this cultural and sociological level from both points of view. I was very much looked down upon. Not in a mean way, more like if you had a 10 year old on your baseball team. "Just do your best and it'll all work out." I half expected them to tussle my hair.

It's strange to me how different people are. But keep that in mind if you aren't happy with the rung you are on in the world. People act different on each rung. Your action's dictate your place in society. If you look back you can see if you Rang the Right Ring for your Rung.... wtf?

'Mouse