"When I was a child I went to an elementary school that had few resources. In fifth grade, someone donated a large amount of books to our class. We were very pleased to have them, but we had no bookshelves on which to place them. My teacher was very enterprising though, and she contacted the local lumberyard and requested they donate some two by fours and cinderblocks so we could make shelves. The lumberyard manger said yes, with one caveat, we would have to pick up the supplies.
We loved those shelves because we overcame adversity and made that which we needed. It wasn't pretty, it wasn’t perfect, but it was ours."