Like I said before, for the next few posts I will be posting various essays that I've written for scholarships and college applications. The following essay is about community service and volunteering for a scholarship from my school. Soon I will post my tips for writing essays for applications, so check back!
In this essay, I mention a documentary that I put together for school. My group members and I are very proud of our work on this documentary, and if you have time to spare, I would really appreciate if you watched it.
http://vimeo.com/43697508
Anyways... on to the essay!
Many
organizations require their participants to volunteer. I've been
volunteering for various organizations my entire life, but it wasn't
until last year that I learned how to serve, not just volunteer.
Ralph Waldo Emerson once said, “It is one of the most beautiful
compensations of life, that no man can sincerely try to help another
without helping himself.”
The
key part of this quote for me is the world “sincerely.” In order
to truly serve, I can't just be there to get the hours that I need or
to get moral brownie points. When I'm just volunteering it's so
simple to get caught up in what I'm getting out of it, but when I'm
serving, I am focused on what's best for the people that I'm serving
rather than what I'm getting out of it. It's when I'm working to
serve others than I am sincerely trying
to help others.
In
June, I volunteered at an event called Kid's University. I was a
leader to a group of 2nd
and 3rd
grade kids who lived in shelters. To say they were a bit of a handful
would be an understatement. I spent hours chasing rambunctious 7-9
year olds in circles around the room, but I never left a day unhappy.
We took a class called “Crazy Critters” where a man came to teach
the kids about different animals. I ended up holding a tree frog in
my hand because one of the little girls wouldn't touch it unless I
did. It was gross and slimy, but she lit up with giggles when the
sticky feet wrapped around her finger. Later when we were learning
about nutrition, the same little girl tried to give me her pasta
because she saw that I didn't get any. This little girl and many kids
like her are what taught me to be sincere in my serving, and not just
volunteer for the hours.
Over
this past year, I was assigned a project in American Studies at
school. The project was to create a 12-15 minute, professional
quality documentary on a nonprofit organization of our choice with a
group of up to five people. With four of my closest friends, we
started to work with an organization called Rainbow Days. A few weeks
into the project, it was made optional. Too many groups were having
problems working with and filming their organizations. Few groups
continued on to finish the project, but we felt that we didn't have a
choice. We were already emotionally invested in Rainbow Days, and
this project was already bigger than ourselves.
Rainbow
Days is a nonprofit organization in Dallas, TX. It works with
homeless kids to try to break what's called the “cycle of
homelessness” by teaching young children about the amazing things
that life has to offer. Teaching kids how to make healthy choices,
respond in various scenarios, and excel in life is Rainbow Days goal.
Their mission statement is to “give kids a hope for a promising
future,” and it was our job to catch all of this on film.
When
you're trying to film for something like a documentary, you have to
work to try to get certain emotions out of whoever you're working
with, but at the same time, you're not working with actors. You can't
look at a child and tell them to laugh or to look like they're having
fun. You have to serve him/her and make sure that the child is having
fun, so you can capture that delight on film. Working on this
project, opened my eyes and showed me how to truly serve. Early on,
it wasn't even about evoking the right emotions anymore: it was about
making these kids smile.
There
was this one little boy at Kid's University who was a real trouble
maker. He wouldn't listen. He wouldn't participate. And he would run
around the room when everyone was supposed to be sitting. I was
getting quite flustered having to chase after him and reprimand him
constantly. I hate to say it, but after dealing with this kid from
8-2 for 5 days, I was ready for him to “graduate.” At the end of
the week, the kids get tiny graduation caps and gowns, so they can
graduate from Kid's University. We were sitting in the auditorium
where the graduation was held, and as my group of kids waited for
their turn to walk across the stage, this little boy came up to me
and asked to sit in my lap. Although I was confused, I let him, at
least he was sitting.
After
the ceremony, he introduced me to his mom. I noticed tears in her
eyes, along with a lot of the other parents. They were so proud to
see their little kids graduate even just from this summer camp. She
thanked me for giving up my time, and as always I told her it was my
pleasure. She then proceeded to share with me how tough his life at
home has been recently. His dad left a few months ago, and she and
her 3 sons were forced to go into a shelter. The transition to life
in a shelter was hard for the whole family, and it was causing the
older boys to act out. I was taken aback. I wasn't prepared for her
to share her story with me, but I was so thankful that she did. This
little boy's troublemaker nature started to make sense, and my heart
went out to her and her family. Furthermore, she explained that he'd
been coming home so happy and excited about his time at Kid's
University. I was a bit confused. He spent much of the time having to
sit alone or getting in trouble for his actions, but she told a very
different story. She told me of how much he loved learning new things
and how many new friends that he'd made. Before she left, she gave me
a big hug and once again thanked me for all I'd done. Her son gave me
a hug too, and he told me he'd miss me. As I watched she and her son
drive away, the little boy waved from the backseat.
When
the car left the parking lot, there was no “sigh of relief” like
I had expected after dealing with him all week. I was sad to see him
go. I wanted to love on him even more. This is when I first realized
what Emerson meant when he said to be “sincere.” Every morning at
8 before the kids arrived at Kids University, I had to remind myself,
“You're here to serve. This isn't about you.” I did whatever was
needed of me, and I chose to be active. Although I had to give myself
mini pep talks every morning, I worked to be sincere and wholehearted
in serving. By the end of the week, I learned how true it is that
when your whole heart is in serving, you get so much more out of it.
The
little boy definitely left his mark on my heart, and when I thought
that I was teaching him, whether it was how to behave or the lessons,
he was teaching me how to be thankful and positive. The kids at
Rainbow Days taught me so much more than I could've possibly taught
them. They taught me how to praise God for the many blessings in my
life, to have hope and positivity because we have been given everyday
as a gift, and to serve.
One
little girl was being bullied by the kids at school because she came
from a homeless shelter. She rode the bus to school everyday, so they
were able to see which stop she got on at. They would make fun of her
and mock her, calling her poor. She was telling a member of Rainbow
Days's staff about all of this, and she asked the staff member, “Am
I poor?”
Trained
to deal with these kinds of questions, the staff member asked her,
“Well, what do you think?”
“No.
I think God gives every person exactly what they need.”
I
volunteered with tons of different people and organizations before I
worked with Rainbow Days. I even worked with Rainbow Days before
junior year, but this past year my whole outlook on community service
was flipped upside down. Rainbow Days showed me how to be sincere in
service, and if I could recommend anything to someone of any age
about community serivice, I would tell him/her to work wholeheartedly
and with sincerity because he/she can't help but be helped. If he/she
is really serving, the impact goes far beyond what could possibly be
expected. Working to put smiles on the kids' faces at Rainbow Days
always puts a smile on my face. I don't think I can ever give them as
much as they've given me. Since working with Rainbow Days, I try not
to volunteer. Instead, I try to serve.
120 days until I move in... Until then, keep calm and boomer sooner!