Community Service Short Essay
Community Service Essay
When I think about community service, the feelings I recall are pleasant, yet unexpected. I was fortunate enough to get the chance to work for my mother helping transport the elderly in a nursing home. Going into the experience, I honestly expected boredom and cranky, lonely grandparents. Coming out of it, though, I found myself with a newly gained insight and knowledge I never expected. Truthfully, I was landed with the job on complete accident. An employee scheduled to work for my mom had an emergency, and thus could not come in for the job. Because it happened last minute, and I was looking at a work-free summer, I was recruited. Initially, I was only asked to stay a couple weeks. Soon, though, I found myself eagerly going to work and looking forward to my next day. I learned vast amounts of information I knew I definitely could not learn in school. I continued on, taking the official shift of the employee who couldn't make it. The people I helped told me stories of their youth and teenage years, of life lessons they learned, and provided advice for my future. I was able to bridge the gap between generations I had thought previously impossible. It was fascinating and intriguing, and I knew it would have a lasting effect on me. I think back and reflect, to the quarterback who was now in a wheelchair, to the class valedictorian who now could barely recognize her family, and wonder what could be done. I want to be able to help more as I grow, regardless of the career I choose. I know for a fact that I will incorporate my time with the elderly into my future, and hope that I can help as much as possible.
Community service is a very important factor when it comes to bettering your society. Through my own experiences and observations I have come to support and believe my opinion on this issue. My experience that supports this theory involved my job this past year of 2012. I found that it might be interesting to be of assistance to and
When I think about community service, the feelings I recall are pleasant, yet unexpected. I was fortunate enough to get the chance to work for my mother helping transport the elderly in a nursing home. Going into the experience, I honestly expected boredom and cranky, lonely grandparents. Coming out of it, though, I found myself with a newly gained insight and knowledge I never expected. Truthfully, I was landed with the job on complete accident. An employee scheduled to work for my mom had an emergency, and thus could not come in for the job. Because it happened last minute, and I was looking at a work-free summer, I was recruited. Initially, I was only asked to stay a couple weeks. Soon, though, I found myself eagerly going to work and looking forward to my next day. I learned vast amounts of information I knew I definitely could not learn in school. I continued on, taking the official shift of the employee who couldn't make it. The people I helped told me stories of their youth and teenage years, of life lessons they learned, and provided advice for my future. I was able to bridge the gap between generations I had thought previously impossible. It was fascinating and intriguing, and I knew it would have a lasting effect on me. I think back and reflect, to the quarterback who was now in a wheelchair, to the class valedictorian who now could barely recognize her family, and wonder what could be done. I want to be able to help more as I grow, regardless of the career I choose. I know for a fact that I will incorporate my time with the elderly into my future, and hope that I can help as much as possible.
Community service is a very important factor when it comes to bettering your society. Through my own experiences and observations I have come to support and believe my opinion on this issue. My experience that supports this theory involved my job this past year of 2012. I found that it might be interesting to be of assistance to and