Mrs. Goodbody was proud of herself for helping out the Quinones family that lived down the road from her. She liked being able to tell her friends at the club that she did her part to feed and clothe the poor. Last weekend she had taken them groceries, with all the ingredients for a week of carefully planned out meals including the recipe cards. She said that it was "high time those folks adopted a healthier life style" and learned to eat something other than their usual fare.
About midweek Mrs. Goodbody stopped by the Quinones house with her friend Mrs. Merriweather to drop off a bag of clothes that her grandchildren had outgrown. "Beggars can't be choosers" she had said when Mrs. Merriweather remarked that some of the items were quite faded and worn.
When the two ladies entered the tiny three-room house where the seven members of the Quinones family lived, Mrs. Goodbody was quick to spot a stack of flour tortillas on the table and bowls of pinto beans in front of the seated children.
"Why on earth are you serving beans and tortillas when I brought you all that good food?" sputtered Mrs. Goodbody.
"The food you brought is all gone Senora," Mrs. Quinones replied politely.
"Gone! How can it all be gone?" said Mrs. Goodbody, her voice rising as her face turned crimson. "I brought you enough food for two meals a day for the whole week! How could you be so wasteful?"
"I am sorry Senora," replied Mrs. Quinones humbly, "But the family who lives across the road from us, they had nothing at all to eat, so I gave them half of what we had."
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