I assisted teachers, spoke to the kids as well aided the janitorial crew. However, there was this young kid, who was always picked on and made fun of. His mother had died when he was at a young age, and his dad is always working to support the rest of his family. He didn’t have much luxury as other kids in the already poor area. I talked to him and he opened up to me. He told me about his feelings and family and everything that he has been through. I showed empathy and put myself in his shoes. He told me that I was one of the first people that had actually tried understanding and caring about what has happened in his life. After we had talked, it seemed like he was feeling better and happier. I felt truly humble after doing this because I realized that several people experience problems and issues in their lives. Various people aren’t as fortunate as I am, however, giving back and helping them, allowed me to understand, and encouraged me to create a
The hours I put in at the food pantry had a greater affect on me than the thrift shop. On October 16, 1999 another classmate and I were brought to the food pantry in the middle of a poor section of Lawrence. We were brought inside and I was instructed to serve salad, bread, and pickles. My heart really went out to the unfortunate people when they started coming up to me. I felt extremely bad for them. There were people of all ages. Parents with their children, wearing dirt stained clothing filled with holes that did not even fit them. A good amount of the people I had to deal with were Hispanic and very few of them were able to speak English. It was very difficult to communicate with them. The little faces of the innocent children made me really feel for them. I knew these children had insecure families and were looked at as though they were fortunate to be getting food. These young kids seemed to be very appreciative that they were able to get some food in their starving bellies.
Growing up, I was definitely less fortunate than my peers and it made me want to help others in similar situations. I never got the opportunity to assist the less fortunate, until one day I received an email asking if I was interested in joining Share the Warmth, a club aimed to helping the homeless. It interested me so I went to the first meeting where we listened to a keynote speaker, the executive of Belkin House, which is a soup kitchen that serves the homeless. He spoke about stories of the different types of people he met. An example of which were truck drivers who were physically unable to work and didn’t have any hard skills, suddenly out of jobs and forced on the streets as a result. What was the most inspiring were the success stories the executive told. People who feel victim of unfortunate circumstances but were given resources to start their life again because someone saw hope in them even though they were homeless. It opened my eyes that homelessness can happen to anyone and it doesn’t necessarily mean they’re a bad person and that they did something wrong. I hate the stigma against homelessness, just because someone is homeless doesn’t make them less of a human being. I admired how he incorporated his passion for culinary arts for a cause he truly
Every year the Future Business Leaders of America group in my school organizes Thanksgiving baskets that are provided to families within the community who are in need and who otherwise would be without a Thanksgiving dinner. Serving as secretary of the club my junior and senior years I have had the honor of being directly involved with the making and handing out of the baskets. I organize the gathering of the goods and donations for the turkeys and gift cards that are provided within the baskets. These two years I have had the chance of personally handing the baskets to the families who are receiving them. When handing the out the baskets I see how thankful the families are for all of the hard work that I put into the baskets. The experience
Volunteering has really opened my eyes to many different difficulties that some people face. Having served the majority of my community service time at Goodwill, I have seen and experienced a broad range of people from a wide variety of circumstances: financial difficulties, poor living conditions, or bad misfortune. Having witnessed these people’s backgrounds, it made me more appreciative for the life that I have. I have learned, through all the different people who shop there, that not everyone has the luxury of being able to shop anywhere they want. The stingy smell and dust-covered items are not the most appealing, but some people rely on stores like Goodwill to offer reduced prices on goods, and me being there to help with this process is very rewarding. This made me think about all the times when I complained about not getting the name brand items, when, looking back, were all amazing things to be able to own. I may see the people I help directly in the store, but I do not even notice all the people I help indirectly through Goodwill’s use of profits to help people in need. When I read about the stories of some of the people who Goodwill helped, it makes me feel very good inside, knowing I was part of the help. This makes me feel grateful that I am able to use my talents to help the
It was the summer of 2013 when I was living with my grandparents and they told me about volunteering at the church. I didn’t know what they were talking about, so I took the initiative to go find out for myself that following Sunday. I was in the balcony on Sunday, when I heard the announcements saying we can volunteer for their hope food pantry. I was excited because it was going to be a chance where I can help other and get community service hours. Volunteering I began to think positive thoughts and telling myself “ I am doing a good deed”.
My parents used to take my brother and me to visit a leprosy mission center and an orphanage to celebrate happy occasions in our lives, like birthdays. These visits would elicit sparks of joy in their otherwise mundane and lonely lives. These experiences filled me with a strong desire to give back to the society. It is only now that
My grandmother and I visited St. Vincent DePaul several days a week and assisted the less advantageous. I would perform many tasks around the facility and assist the many volunteers who worked there. One of my favorite things was organizing the food and placing it into individual freezer bags. My most rewarding time of the year came at Thanksgiving. I remember how my grandmother and I would visit the supermarket and purchase turkeys for those who were in need. We would drive back to St. Vincent's and unload turkeys into shopping carts and push them across the parking lot and into the store. As a young boy, I thought this was hard work, but I knew it was the right thing to do and always wanted to put my best foot forward and help
The effectiveness of my efforts to serve my community can be seen in three different ways. From going on 4 different mission trips, leading youth groups at a local church, and working with elementary kids at an underprivileged elementary school. I have been on mission trips to Tennessee, New Mexico, North Carolina, and Guatemala. Each of these trips I have led teams in building decks, painting houses, rebuilding floors, and creating an incaparina cooker in Guatemala. It was really cool to see each of the projects finish and to look back to see what my team had accomplished. Furthermore, to see the joyous reactions of each of the homeowners when
I volunteered during the summer of 2016 and it was a great experience for me as a student. I received the chance to help with those unfortunate and learn small things about them. Their loving children, their knowledge of some music I love to listen, and the artists I have grown to love regarding the arts in painting, sculpture, and drawings. I met other people who are at my age. There were two gentlemen from Kentucky who are spending two years of traveling around the United States and volunteering in different events. They have finished high school and are working from their parish in volunteer work. They participated in the pantry the same day when I visited and learned that in a week or so, they would be heading to Arizona. It’s neat to find people from other places coming together to share one value: love. People from different places coming to serve. That is the simlilarity with the Sorrowful Mother Food Pantry, Trick or Treat for the Hungry, and Good Samaritan Food Pantry. Service and love. Brother Rob Reuter talks about that we are not entirely different from one another. The person across from you when you are giving them food is you. A reflection of you. Christian Humanism Core taught me so much about humanity. I love the lectures from Declaration to Human Rights to the parables of Jesus Christ. I learned about the deep meaning and signigicance of love and the term compassion. To suffer with someone. This is