Helpful Help

         I'm going to introduce you about my meaningful experiences. From middle school, school has required volunteer career. When I was in middle school, I usually volunteered at a post of office near by my home. However, I couldn't find a purpose of volunteer. It made me feel that I was just wasting of my time and energy. I didn't think that is worthy. Therefore, I grew a dream of volunteer that is really helpful for other people. A chance came to me in the summer, my first grade of high school. There was a camp that is running by a disabled welfare facility. I participated in that camp with one of my close friend. I received a education about disability generally, and then I helped mentally retarded people for few days. I helped their eating, walking, and washing. It was very tough work, but I impressed of these new experiences. I kept thinking about them for several days. That thought came over to me, and it made me considering what I am. For a long time, I was stuck at somewhere in my head, but I'm not telling you it was bad. I'm sure it affected to me for a good way.

        Next year, I joined in a volunteer club. Therefore, on weekends, I had two kinds of volunteers for kids in need. First, I was in charge of one kid who has some difficulties. She was second grade of elementary school, but she was different from other same age kids. She had a mental problem, so she couldn't follow her class. Also, her family has a financial difficulty. I worked hard to make her read and calculate properly. I felt like I became Sullivan. I had to wait with patience, and I had to rid myself of greed. Although, I thought I was a master of patience, it took a long time to be comfortable. However, each time I saw her developments, I received huge overwhelming rewards.

        Second, I volunteered at a child welfare facility. I took care of about 30 kids for more than 5 hours. I played with them under the hot sun and helped preparation of meals. It sounds easy, but after those activities, I couldn't do anything except sleeping. However, during the time with the kids, I felt very happy innocently. They acted like little cute evils, but they were angels. I love them, and I missed them a lot.

        These three kinds of volunteers gave me all the different lessons. Also, they made me grew up with balance and deep depth. I thankful for these precious experiences, and I hope it help me to be a big plate that can put the world in.