Robert J. Ryan’s Experience at the St. Thomas Aquinas Food Pantry

Academic Service-Learning Essay Contest Winner
Course: Honors Theology
Professor: Dr. Sally Kenel

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Prof. Kathryn Shaughnessy
Hello and welcome to St. John’s University Libraries Podcast Series. Today we present Academic Service Learning Essay Contest winner Robert J. Ryan, a senior at St. John’s University’s Staten Island campus. Mr. Ryan reads his Academic Service Learning essay about working in a food party in Flatbush, Brooklyn. Thank you and we hope you enjoy the podcast.

Robert J. Ryan
At 5:30 a.m., the alarm screamed harshly in my ear.  Quickly, I hit the snooze to get ten more minutes of sleep. By 6:00 a.m., I was awake, dressed and in a semi-conscious state of awareness.  Awaking at this hour was unheard of for me, but for those in homes all around Flatbush Avenue and Avenue P in Brooklyn, NY, people were going about the same routine that I was.  However, these people were not waking up in wealthy Staten Island homes, but rather in one-room apartments without heat.

My experience of working at the food pantry opened my eyes as to how the other half lives.  I do not say that to be demeaning, but in the United States, where economics is everything, there is indeed a gap between the haves and the have-nots.  This problem is not going away; in fact, statistics show that the gap between the classes is growing.  In other words, the rich are getting richer and the poor are getting poorer.

Something must be done to reverse this terrible trend in our society.  In my nine hours of work, I witnessed scenes that I wish I could forget.  Elderly men and women were dressed in rags, waiting in 40-degree temperatures at eight in the morning, just to get a few bags of rice, macaroni and beans.  Many people had with them small children whose cries echoed down the dilapidated hallways of the food pantry.  How could the richest and most powerful nation the world has ever seen allow this to go on?  The United States spends billions of dollars in Iraq, while our own nation cannot deal with an economic problem in New York City — the financial mecca of the world. 

There are those who will argue that the United States provides opportunities for all people.  It is up to the individual, however, to seize that opportunity and improve his or her own family’s lives.  I admit I used to be one of those people.  Phrases like the following were part of my vocabulary: “Why don’t they just get a job?” “People are just lazy.” “I never needed any help from the government.” 

While it might be true that some people are just not ambitious, most of the indigent are poor through little fault of their own.  The needy are victims of unfortunate circumstances that are further exacerbated by an unforgiving economic system.  Many of the women I spoke with had unexpected pregnancies which forced them to halt their education.  One may then pose the question, “Who will hire an unwed mother with no formal education?”  Clearly, this is a difficult situation from which most individuals will never recover. 

The Catholic Church states that there should be “Economic Justice for All,” and that it is the government’s responsibility to see that all people are allowed to participate in the economic community at some level.  I believe that if the Federal government acted on this recommendation, the abject poverty I witnessed would lessen.  To alarmists, these ideas would be called communist; however, these concepts are merely a modified form of capitalism.  Those who scream communism most likely would be those in power who do not wish to see change because it might jeopardize their own great wealth and power.  This was the situation in 1950s Latin America, when corrupt governments used the guise of communism to condemn those who were working to lift the less fortunate out of dire poverty. 

While the food pantry where I worked did help the poor, I was saddened when I thought about the problem.  These people went home satisfied with a few bags of food, but in several days the food would run out, and they would come back.  I realized that what I was doing was merely patching the problem, and not doing much good in the long run. 

If we want to truly help the poor, we must institute social change. If that is not the case, people will never rise out of their economic state; rather, they will sink deeper into poverty.  I feel a step forward would be to raise the public’s awareness.  For the most part, I have found that the middle- and upper-classes know little about the poverty-stricken people who live in their midst.  I come from an upper-middle class family and have never seen poverty-stricken areas up close like I did when I worked at the food pantry. 

Dorothy Day had the right idea with her publication, “The Catholic Worker”;  it informed and continues to inform people about a problem they had little idea existed.  Certainly, if one is not aware of a problem it is difficult to do anything about it.  The upper-middle-class is growing in power and is in a position to institute political change, so it must become better informed about the problems in our society.  In addition to publishing a paper, Ms. Day also ran a food bank and a shelter.  These two services attacked the problem from two different angles; that is, by providing long-term social change and immediate aid simultaneously. 

I arrived home around 6:00 p.m. while the last rays of light were disappearing from the evening sky.  I was physically tired from being up at an hour I barely knew existed and from lifting fifty-pound boxes of food.  However, I believe I was most fatigued by seeing a side of life that I had never seen before, but thought only existed in third-world nations.

Looking back, I am grateful for my experience, for I consider it an education in life — something that I will carry with me for the remainder of my days.  While I plan on going back in a few weeks to help move the pantry to a new location, I pray that one day I will be in a position of power to institute real change, and I thank God for giving me the good life I have had so far.  

Prof. Kathryn Shaughnessy
That concludes this podcast. Bumper music is “If Your Singing By Yourself” by Uma Floresta courtesy of Podsafe Audio. We thank Robert J. Ryan and the Office of Academic Service Learning for sharing their time, experience and talent for the great community.