There was Rocky standing there in his blue singlet with red trim and those footy shorts that he always wore.
Just him fronting up to help at the food kitchen. To help the poor. It was his mission in life, to help those who were less fortunate. He always said that it was a shame on all of us that there were people who went without in a rich country like ours.
It didn't matter if his parents were rich, or if he didn't have to work a day in his life, no it did not.
Here he was ready and willing to help people who were worse off than him.
He was true to his word. He turned up ready to help, just as he said he would. He didn't have to, but he did.
Someone who cares about other people.
Good for Rocky.
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