In order to reach our goal of $10,000 to build a multi-use class room which also acts as a storm shelter in Atata, our class started out with a coin drive fundraiser. Upon learning of the instructions, I was confident in the fundraiser’s success. I am familiar with asking for donations on the streets since I’ve had similar experiences once as an air cadet. Alex and I decided to hit up Richmond Centre one Friday afterschool. Since the mall’s always bustling with activity, we thought it was for sure going to be promising location to accumulate a considerable sum of donations. Boy, were we wrong. After scanning the upstairs dining area we set out on our mission, which was to start at one corner of the food court and eventually move to the opposite end. Although hesitant at first, we picked up the pace and spoke in a firm and confident tone. Despite our earnest efforts… it seemed like everyone was either too occupied with their lunches or with their conversations. The Starbucks line downstairs did not want to listen to our well-rehearsed speech either. What a bummer.
With our heads drooped over in disappointment, we walked down to Alex’s neighbourhood. My skepticism soon vanished when her neighbour opened the door with a big, genuine smile on his face. The elderly man spoke with such enthusiasm after listening to our cause that I truly felt like my heart was warmed by his words. And just like that, a ten dollar bill made its way into our donation box. Rejuvenated, we moved along the townhouses and eventually gathered over $100 in coins and bills. Of course, there were people that rejected us, saying “we’ve already donated” or “I don’t want to donate to a high school cause.” However, our experience was defined by the amazing people that took the time to listen to us and gave us some spare change. Going door-to-door was an interesting and worthwhile experience, as I was again reminded of the generosity and the kindness of strangers in our community.
Thankful and optimistic for what’s to come,