A time I had an encounter with a homeless person was when I was riding the MARTA train. He was wearing some sort of hospital gown and bracelet, like he had just gotten out recently. Then he asked my mom if she had any snacks. Luckily, we were on our way to the airport, and she had some snacks with her and gave them to him. Then he just began to eat it. He did say excuse me to some other people, but they ignored him. Usually, homeless people ask for money, but he just wanted something to eat. It made me feel sad. I hate seeing homeless people, and I wish that I could help them more, instead of giving them a couple of extra dollars.
A real-life situation in which jealousy negatively affected a relationship I experienced is one time I asked my friend to go to the boardwalk with me, and she told me she couldn't go. The next day, I saw that she had gone without me with another friend. I'm not going to lie, I did feel a little jealous, but in the end, it was a misunderstanding. She had already had plans to go with someone else and couldn't go with me that day. Today, I learned about a folklore story "The Jealous Father" when a man suspected his son was having a affair with one of his wives due to marks on her body and tried to get rid of him but in the end the son never had an affair and the father tried to get rid of his son over a false lie. Today, we started a project. My group is responsible for the moral aspect of the story.
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