Community Conscious: I do my part to support my fellow community members, honor diversity and take care of our shared space. Last Thursday afternoon, the fifth-grade students gathered to assemble “giving bags” for people who live on the streets. It was their third year of working together to accomplish an impressive feat – 84 bags in 20 minutes. Twenty-four hours later, Angel, Giovanni and I were stopped at a traffic light in San Antonio, approximately one mile from our hotel. “Hey, Mom! Let’s give one of our bags to that guy!” I looked to my left and saw the man who stood on the corner with a sign. I handed Angel a bag from the front seat and he rolled down his window. The man put down his sign and approached our car. He seemed about 10 years older than I am, though it is hard to tell what impact street life might have taken on his aging process. He had a contagious smile. I found myself smiling back at him and felt my own grin expand to mirror his as Angel handed him the