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Daniel’s Story

In Soup Kitchen Stories on March 17, 2014 at 3:12 pm


When Daniel first came to the soup kitchen, he was an employee at KPMG, and came as a part of the monthly KPMG volunteer group. “I really liked it at Holy Apostles, and I knew I wanted to come back. I was impressed by how many meals are served each day, and how smooth of an operation it is. It’s a really nice environment here,” Daniel says.

Soon later, Daniel quit his job at KPMG. “After quitting my job, I knew I wanted to help homeless people. I helped out by collecting food from the KPMG building to give to homeless people around Union Square. But I wanted to do more,” Daniel says.

Then, he went to a Flaming Lips show with his friends, where he saw Susan Sarandon. “She’s a big supporter of Holy Apostles, and seeing her inspired me to come back and volunteer again,” Daniel shares.

Not only did Daniel come back and volunteer here again but he started coming here and volunteering every weekday.

Volunteering here ended up being what Daniel needed to feel happy and fulfilled. “The soup kitchen is a great reason to get up in the morning, and it makes me feel like I’m doing something valuable with my time. I can interact with the guests, and that’s important to me. The people here are really great,” Daniel says.

So what’s next for Daniel? “Ultimately, I want to increase awareness about poverty, and also empower people who feel they’re trapped at work. There are people everywhere facing similar issues. It’s given me a lot of perspective,” Daniel says.

“I’ve been a lot happier since quitting my job,” Daniel says. “I’m so grateful for the freedom I have. It’s a tremendous opportunity. I feel really lucky to be able to come here and volunteer every day.”


April Fools’

In Stories, secrets & dreams on March 16, 2014 at 6:29 pm


April Fools

Today it’s March 31st. Why? I’d like to avoid being an April fool, and the expected computer virus, though I plan not to use the computer beyond the 30 minutes I already risked using it. We got through Y2K – January Fool’s Day 2000?

On April Fool’s Day, April 1st, it is often the custom to fool someone – say that a worm is crawling up their back, shout “Watch it!” as if warning of a lurking danger. Among friends or foes it can all be in fun, or nasty – the type of joke intended. I could tell you all in the group that I have a book being published, that I won several million dollars. Would you believe me? Why not? But I’d have to say “April Fools.”

So today is April 1st. Depending on where you are in the world no, it’s still March 31 or could be starting to be April 2. This applies to the whole world. Yet it seems to me, half the world at this time should be October 1st – fooling around here. You see I always thought, April being a spring month, the first begin the twelfth day. In South Africa, Most of South America, Australia and Antarctica, it’s fall. No whether it’s the twelfth day in those places is doubtful, but it’s definitely fall, since the sun has crossed the equator northward. The earth’s orbit not being exactly circular, a little farther out from the sun, the summer-side arc for us in the northern hemisphere is a little longer that that of the winter-side for those in the summer hemisphere – conversely, our winter side their summer side. This amounts to a few days difference. But I like to go by six months: April 1st/ October 1st. I think since it’s all going to winter in the southern hemisphere, it is not April 1st there but October 1st. That would mean they celebrate Christmas on June 25th. I guess New Year’s might be complicated, except it would be celebrated July 1st – that date starting the new year. But we would celebrate it in the summertime.

So who decided our calendar, calendars before ours – how we keep time, based on what? England decided 0 degrees longitude was to go over Greenwich; the equator being obvious once scientifically determined. Today, wherever we are on the Earth, east-west wise is based on Greenwich, England.

New York City is at longitude 74 degrees west, about 40 degrees, 71 minutes north. I wanted to know what point on earth is its exact opposite. I figured it had to be 40 degrees 71 minutes south but the longitude was not 74 degrees east. You need to subtract 74 degrees from 180 degrees, getting 106 degrees east. So, the point I wanted to know opposite ourselves from New York City lies southwest or the southwest corner of Australia, somewhere in the South Pacific, the nearest land other than Australia, maybe a little island. It should not be April 1st there but October 1st – October Fools’ Day?

Of course having exactly six month’s difference between the northern and southern hemispheres would be impossible, or nearly so. February might have 30 days, one or two other months affected. I guess it might be little complicated, but I can’t think of our having two meanings for summer and winter as far as the names of the month are concerned. December is fall to winter not spring to summer.

But I guess people living in the southern hemisphere consider April 1st the beginning of fall. Who are the fools here? Believing what they believe, who gave the northern hemisphere the right to impose it’s way on the whole world? I guess it’s because most civilization was there – certainly the more advanced.

Now I ask the question: what really defines what’s north or south in regard to the Earth? We humans did, from the more dominating and advanced, more populated northern hemisphere. Theoretically, north could be south, south could be north. From space, aliens coming here wouldn’t necessarily be flying their spacecraft seeing our world as we see it in atlases and maps. There’s no gravity to determine that. They’d notice earth rotating on its axis though, whether west to east, east to west. We say west to east. What would they say about Uranus?

So, am I the fool, or whoever – here on Earth or in space?

Is there and April 1st in space? We’d only observe it because of custom. But why not October 1st? Or, by other definitions, whatever?

Maybe we, like Paul Newman in the movie Nobody’s Fool, seen through a window on a snowy day, my photographing him on my TV, as if I’m outside his and Jessica Tandy’s house. Am I a fool to suggest I could have been him inside this movie myself? It would seem so.

April Fools’

by Toby Van Buren



In Love, Poetry on March 15, 2014 at 6:41 pm

I leave

But you remain, to receive me upon my return.

Bewildered by warm greetings and familiar faces
I review/regard/reassess

Then regress to remembrance of
Those days when I belonged, and
I glanced upon your reappearing face
And smiled.

by Stephanie Lawal

Erin’s Story

In Guest stories, Soup Kitchen Stories on March 12, 2014 at 2:31 pm


Erin first came to Holy Apostles in 2012, when she fell upon tough times. “At that point in my life, I was feeling really bitter, rejected, and lonely,” Erin shared. “But I felt really embraced by Holy Apostles. Everyone welcomed me as a stranger, and there is always a hot meal available here. The food here is great.”

While Erin came here for the food, she was drawn in by the community. “Holy Apostles helps in more ways than offering food. It’s a place where I feel resilient and grateful. It’s really helped me a lot,” Erin says. “Coming here helped me to understand that others are going through similar situations. Having the chance to talk about my life and hear from others really helped me cool down from my anger and relax.”

Despite the challenging situation Erin faced, she felt drawn to give back to those around her. She volunteers her time at another church in the city and makes an effort to help others in need. “I do what I can to give back. If I see someone in need, I try to feed them or I help by giving them information and resources,” Erin shares. “I know what it’s like to be in desperate circumstances, and I do what I can to be there for people who need help.”

She views giving back as an opportunity to show her appreciation for those who have helped her in her journey.

“I’m doing a lot better now than I was before, so I don’t come here often now,” Erin shares. “I’m so thankful to everyone who’s helped me. The people who donate and volunteer here, they really saved my life.”

A Place I Know Well

In Who, where, how? on March 11, 2014 at 7:59 pm


It is in my little apartment, right on the side of my bed. It is my desk. For long hours, for about six to seven years, I sat behind this desk every morning, noon and night, stoned, drunk or smashed out of my mind like a ship’s captain in charge of a voyage to nowhere. I wrote every night, every word with my heart racing. This place, my desk became the slum of my little New York apartment. It is littered with scraps of paper on which are my notes, my thoughts, and doodles. You see, writing screenplays is tough – as a matter of fact, the act of writing itself, for me turned into something shameful and disgusting.

The question that haunts and nags and won’t completely let go is this one: Who am I when I write?

I’m a crazy man. I have delusions and visions. I write them down on little scraps of paper as notes – then these notes, I write them down into screenplays in the hope that someday they will turn into blockbuster films and that people may pay me to watch them.

It is at this place I know well, my writing desk, that I have come to realize that I’m not a slice-of-life writer. That is not me. I’m not the one to shout, “look at me! Look how good this is! Hey guys, my heart is turned inside out.” It is at this very place that I know well that I ask myself, “who am I when I write?”

By King Molapo