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Bingo Observation

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“Let me help you, ma’am; all you need to do is match the number on your bingo board with the number I call out. Whenever you have a match, just put this little red chip on top of it. And of course, don’t forget to say ‘Bingo!’ when you have a line of five red chips.” After providing this instruction, I smiled at the lady and reflected on my work. As I was teaching that eighty-year-old woman how to play bingo, she, along with many other seniors, was teaching me how to live a fulfilling life. As a dedicated volunteer at Deaconess Hospital, I work closely with elderly patients, both organizing and participating in activities. Since the summer of my junior year, I have played a vital role in assisting with bingo games for patients, helping to set up and run those games almost every Saturday. Then, prior to the start of each game, I go around the room with a colorful bowl collecting twenty-five cents from each of the players. Despite the measly sum of the fee, however, I often struggle to gather the funds; very few people willingly give up their money. One regular participant in particular — Ruth — always gives me enormous trouble when I try to collect a quarter from her. The moment I enter her …show more content…

I start calling out numbers while the participants are still chatting, as they never completely quiet down no matter how many times I ask; just like kids in kindergarten, they have endless things to talk about. As I shout numbers, though, another battle begins. No matter how loud I scream, Gordon — another regular player — often interrupts by shouting back at me, “What was the number?” or responding to my call of “Fifty!” with “Sixty?” Annoyed by his constant questioning, other players then inevitably begin shouting at him, “It’s fifty! Five-oh!” Impatient comments such as “Stupid,” would then fly about the room, causing me to start calling out numbers by their digits to avoid further

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