What a heart touching story... plays with his beard. Didn't know if your kind still existed, I'd recognize that. But, leaned back in his chair, your dependence with poor people stays questionable.

I'd been doing the same for a long,very long time. And for majorities' surprise,the results were totally different. I've always considered that giving your hand to poor people,in case of need, has been my obligation,not a kindness.
Smoke covers his head, but a deep voice shakes cloud.
Let's get back to the results... I wanted to say that those,who got saved by me,started chasing after me for money.Those who got dressed by me,undressed me. And those,whom I shared my food with, misappropriated my piece, or even robbed others. That's why I changed my way of life. I've swore that unless I get sure that my intervention makes person better and pushes him\her to do the same things, I would never meddle with their business.

What's about your way of contribution, I really appreciate it. But I don't think it makes things better. Once,I gave a good amount of money to my friend. I borrowed him,I could gift him,but didn't do so, property must be gained by your own... gift is innutritious, won't stay with you for a long.

If you still haven't understood my purpose,this old,quite common saying will make everything clear for you: Once a large boat became shipwrecked and there was only a single survivor. This man prayed and asked God to save his life. God replied: "Dummy,I gave you two hands,shake them!"

Property must be gained by your own, gift never stays long with you.