I don’t really know how it started, but I have always felt a concern for those in third world countries, people who grew up and live without the opportunities and amenities that I take for granted. I live a privileged live. I’m happy, I have all I need, and I want to help others. I’m by no means well off (I work at above-mentioned “Taco Amigo”) but I still want to do something. I don’t have much money, but I’ll give what I can if I know it is going to help others. I’m not particularly strong or smart, but I will lend whatever service I can. This may sound cliché, but I want to make a difference in the world. I have a great family and community, and I would look forward to working with them to make a difference worldwide. I need a purpose, and I feel an overpowering need to help the world in whatever way I can, even though I know I can sound pretentious and naïve. I just want to help, and I am willing to work hard.