Cash Cow

Some times the kids at juvy make me feel like a jerk. It started when I bought some rings from the kids. They make these rings and bracelets out of beads and fishing line, they make them to the size of their wrists and fingers so they're a little too small for anyone at CCS but people want to buy them to help out the kids. After I bought the rings one of the kids, Bonifas, would hold out his hand and just say "money" as soon as he saw me. It's important that we teach the kids to be able to take care of themselves, so we don't just give them money, instead we try to teach them various ways they can earn their money.
Then one of the children, Isa, asked for money to buy soap. I didn't give him the money because I wanted to make sure that he was actually getting soap, so the next day I just gave him a bar of soap instead. After that everyone wanted soap and something as simple as that I was more than willing to help out, I mean who wouldn't want them to be clean.
Later one of the kids, Martin, was limping around because he had stubbed his toe and the nail had nearly been torn out of his toe. I gave some money to one of the workers to buy the kids shoes. But then any kid without shoes wanted them, again not a greedy request so I wanted to help.
But it's feeling like there's no end in sight. I buy them soap, they want shoes. I buy them shoes, they want hair cuts. I buy them hair cuts, they want tooth paste. It's never anything that would be considered anything more than bare necessities, which make me feel worse if I try to deny it from them. But how to the children see me, do they see me as someone who is helping them out, doing them favors, or do they see me as a Santa Claus who will give from their endless wish list. I'm really conflicted because I feel like I'm being used and yet not wanting to help them makes me feel like some kind of scrooge.