Homeless people…Do you ignore them?
Ps. This is a true story…
A couple of weeks ago, my friend Princess Fairy Dust saw a homeless lady running around in the Cross (Kings Cross) singing with a beautiful voice, so amazing that she just stalked her for a bit to hear her sing. She kept seeing her around, but a week after she wasn’t singing anymore she was just sitting looking flat. Fairy Dust decided to sit down and talk to her what was wrong and the lady told that she came from Brisbane and didn’t have a place to stay and couldn’t go back. So Fairy Dust took her in her car and said “I’m gonna find you a bed”, but had no idea where to go with her. She remembered that behind a church in Kings Cross there’s a lot of homeless people “hanging out”, so she went there and asked Wilma what to do. Wilma is this crazy homeless woman who’s just happy with her life as it is, it’s simple she says. Anyway Wilma jumped in the car and said “I can help”. So now Princess Fairy Dust had two homeless ladies in her car…yes my friend is crazy too 
Wilma, Fairy Dust and the Singing lady went to this place where they help, but Fairy Dust didn’t get a medal for helping instead they told her not to go around picking up homeless people, it wasn’t safe. Fairy Dust was very nervous what was going to happen with the singing lady. They told her that “the bus” will come and pick her up, but there was something that didn’t seemed right. So Wilma and Fairy Dust decided to sneak out Singing lady again and brought her to another place in Glebe where there was a bed for her….The day after Fairy Dust wanted to check up on Singing Lady, but when she came she wasn’t there anymore. Singing lady was back at the mental hospital in Brisbane where she escaped from 
Cute story, but that’s not the case for all of those homeless people out there…
I’m used to homeless sitting and begging for money. In Copenhagen they are all over and in Sydney too… A lot of the time I can feel that I don’t feel like giving them my money, specially at the moment where I find myself working really hard to get it all sorted out. But I do feel sorry for them and I know that these people is so far out that they can’t help them self anymore.
I have one guy I sometimes give the rest of my change too after I’ve been shopping at Priceline in Oxford Street, he always sit at the same spot. When I came 2 years ago he was the first homeless I saw, he actually looked kinda cute cause he was still “shining”, think he’s around 35…Remember I was thinking, he could easily get a job and I did put a question mark in my brain why he needed money, why he didn’t kick himself in the butt and got his life sorted out…Sometimes he even had a new haircut… But now almost 2 years after he looks really sad, no “shine” and nasty and I really wonder what went wrong in his life….But I don’t do something…What should I do??? I don’t think my $2 dollars here and there can help ANYTHING, but it makes me feel like a better person when I do it and it makes me feel like an egoistic prick when I don’t give them money…and I’m not a crazy as Fairy Dust
But the other day when I was walking my friend Vanessa to her car, she showed me another way to do something. We passed a homeless guy, It was an old man “typically homeless looking” sitting on the corner wrapped in blankets and a beanie on. She said; “oh good he’s there today I have something for him”. So we went to get her car and on the way back we passed him and she ran out and gave him some of the family’s warm shirts they don’t use anymore, nice ones actually…And he got SO HAPPY.
It brought me back to when I was a little girl and me and my family had been out for dinner in Philadelphia, and we got the leftovers with us in a “doggy bag”, my brother went straight out and gave it to a homeless guy sitting on the street and he got SO HAPPY…I remember I came back to Denmark and wanted to do the same, but it was impossible cause we don’t do that and when you ask for a box to take home the rest of your food they look at you like you just offended them in the worst possible way and most of the times they don’t wanna put the effort into do that little extra. Thinking of it again I seriously don’t get why Denmark doesn’t have a bigger culture with doggy bags????
I might not have anything in my closet that will fit a homeless guy, and I know that a lot of people think like me and don’t wanna give them money. I just thought it was great for myself to remember that there’s other ways to help than just money…AND more important, sometimes knowing that someone is thinking of you (like Vanessa giving clothes to “her” homeless guy) can bring so much more internal happiness, which in the end of the day is what we all strive for.
