When I lived in Jaén, north of Granada but south of Spain, we used to take some school students to visit suburbs of poor houses and shacks.
We served the families of those neighborhoods, for example visiting them and giving those families a while of conversation.
They were miserable houses or apartments, or one-floor houses, if we could call them houses.
We took them some reading for the kids and about these dates, close to Christmas or even in Christmas, we also took backpacks with cans of food. We somehow helped those families, in some cases mono-parental families.
I guess however the most touched people weren’t the families but the students themselves and we monitors alike: amongst other things you gave more value to everyday stuff, like putting on a clean shirt in the morning. / Photo from: smilesquared com