The legal birth name given to me by my parents is John Roberts. My house is a one floor ranch style home located in Oak Lawn, Illinois. My home is filled with 4 people; my father, my older sister, my older brother, and myself. My two older siblings are also in college at this current time. The hobby with the most value to me is the sport baseball. Playing baseball in college was once a dream when I was a toddler, but I’ve made it a reality by going on to play at Trinity Christian College. My next hobby I enjoy would be cooking, which lets me be creative in a world that is so dull. The area I will study at Trinity Christian College will be business with a focus in Accountancy and a minor in marketing. This major will allow me to pursue a career that I enjoy after college. My academic background is that I attended all public schools going to Kolb Elementary, Simmons Middle …show more content…
The first time I ever delivered food to the needy during the holidays was that special time. I delivered food to the needy in a neighboring town called Worth and it was my father and I who made the deliveries of food directly to the families. We made a couple deliveries and it was going quick the day until we pull up to an apartment building with an eighty year-old woman on the third floor waiting for us. We unload the delivery to her and when I’m leaving she says to me “Young man you are truly making a difference in this community and world. God bless your soul”. Those words from eight grade winter break have stuck with me to this day. Those words not only made me feel a part of the community, but made me feel like a better person. Being connected to the community is important because it makes your house feel like a home that is protected because of its surroundings. Community is important in everyday life, but interactions with people different than myself is equally as
I have been a part of different activities for my community service. I have helped the TLC preschool afterschool with cleaning tables and toys once all the children have gone home. I have also been to the shelly baird school where they disabled kids go for schooling and helped out there with the students doing their work and played games .I am currently in “Dude Be Nice Club” and recently we participated in project night night where we would gather donated security blankets a book or stuffed animal and deliver them to children who have very little in homeless shelters. My community service in this case helped me realize that there are people out there who need some encouragement to help them get back on their feet and realize in life that
In tenth grade, my English teacher posed the class with a question: what are you going to do for your community? She emphasized the importance of making a positive impact, even if it meant simply smiling as you hold the door open for someone. She prompted us to go out of our comfort zone and do something for our community. While I had been volunteering at Church and at school, I had never really taken a step out of my comfort zone. Instead of just helping out in, say, a soup kitchen, I decided that it was time
During the week in Chicago, I grew closer to God, learned how to be a better leader, and learned to put others before myself, which is what helped me become a better person. Serving others that had situations worse than I could imagine was life changing. The idea I could make such a tremendous change in someone’s life while doing activities I enjoyed, opened my eyes to the potentials of serving. After the week ended and I returned home, I wanted to do more for the people around me who were less fortunate. Going into freshman year, I made the decision to volunteer at Urban Vision. I help kids who have newly immigrated to Akron and the United States find items at a holiday shop for their families and themselves. Many of these kids went directly to the necessity aisle, (i.e. toilet paper, laundry detergent, and soaps) to get these items for their families, even though there were plenty of toys for the kids themselves. These kids helped me realize I should be grateful for everything in life, from shelter over my head to the clothes on my
Volunteering in the Food Bank is a nice opportunity for me to learn more about how that people are suffering in their life to get something to eat and facing in our community. And that’s makes me to look on my easy life and be more thanks the god for what I have. The experience also make me think that it doesn't require too much to improve and help the community. What I did to help the poor people may not change the world, but at east I change one family life. From Food Bank to the community, all what we really need is a little bit of love and tender from people and that will make a big difference.
Giving families food that are in need is another great way to change the community in how they shop for food. Many families need it especially during the holiday season or just in general. For example, I am in the spanish club organization and we went in January of this year we went to this house where a single mother lived with seven of her kids in an apartment which we did not get to meet but the lady besides her told us. We went to this other house and a guy was blind so the wife worked two jobs with three kids.That made us all reflect on how much more we can do and give back.
My community service experience at All Souls Friday Soup Kitchen taught me the impoverished population of New York City and myself. The volunteer work pushed me to better myself in several areas. Serving the diners helped me expand my social skills with fellow workers and customers by forcing me to communicate with others. Also, setting up and deconstructing the dining room helped grow my management skills by having me order where the plates, mugs, etc. should be placed. Most importantly, working at the kitchen helped humanize the poor population of New York City for me. Often on the subway and on the sidewalk, I try my hardest to avoid the homeless man or woman begging for money, acting like they didn’t exist. Gratefully, my experience at
My mother ecstatically captured these moments on camera. Five years and several vacations later, I have come to value what I have learned from these many journeys of history, politics, different cultures, and mostly my family and myself. I honestly cherish the different cultures that my mother has opened to me, my life had been transformed by what she has taught me at home. Starting at a young age, I would accompany my mother to Father Carr 's Place 2B, a local food bank. Every year we would spend our Thanksgiving as a family distributing food to Homebound people as well as engaging them in simple conversation. This did not seem like a big deal to me, but to the people needing the companionship, it was everything. From these experiences I have learned that the concept of giving to others is more beneficial to my end than theirs. Throughout my life, everything that my mother has accomplished has been eclipsed by the thought behind it. All of the experiences that I have encountered either at home or on vacation have been enlightened through her true passion for learning and devotion to humanity. Through her never ending love of everyone and everything that she has encountered, I see hope. Next year, I will be miles away, but my mother will always be with me.
I wasn’t aware of the importance of doing good for others, until recently that I witnessed it with my own eyes. It all started when was at Chicago, a random man helped out a homeless man and bought him some food. I noticed as I was in line that the cashier then gave the helping man a free choice to pick something he wanted due to the action he did. After that day I began to make an attempt at helping out more and being a better person in general.
From being active in my community I have learned that after giving, you receive the best feeling. My freshman year, my friends and I dressed up like Disney princesses and sang at the Women’s and Children’s Hospital in Columbia, Missouri. I have gone back two more times because I am in love with cheering people up. Since this experience, I have made it a mission to always continue to participate in community service. From meals-on-wheels, to adopt-a-spot trash clean up I am always ready to help out the community.
I felt that I needed to give back to them. Thanks to the Southwest Rotary Club, I was able to participate in Rotary International’s Student Exchange Program. So upon hearing about this assignment, I contacted my former exchange advisor and she informed me about this program. The “Feed the Homeless” program is held once a month at Christ Episcopal Church. There are two main jobs there and since I was there for three different months, I got to do both. The first job is preparing meals in the kitchen. The kitchen worked like an assembly line, each person manned one food item and the sandwiches were assembled as it went across the kitchen before arriving at a window where they would be picked up by the homeless. There was always one person directing how many sandwiches needed to be made and assigning people to different roles. It was necessary to have a boss in the kitchen since we had to move fast to keep up with the line of people, and if there was no clear authority, people would be tripping over each other and progress would be slowed. This was illustrated the second time I volunteered, I arrived a little too early and there were only teens from the church youth group present. We decided to start preparing the food early to save us more work later. This did not work well since half the people stood around confused (including myself), and the other half just
If every person lent a hand to those in need, the world could become a more functional place. I’ve always known this, but it was solidified when I joined National Honor Society. In this club, we have the opportunity to help those around us through community service, and I am so grateful. Just last year the club had the privilege to go to Seattle and hand out food and other supplies that might help members of the homeless population. Moments like these remind me that everyone should strive to make a positive impact on the community. Leaving it better than you found
Volunteering to feed the homeless is truly an eye opening experience to what reality is. There is an estimated one hundred million homeless people in the world who are starving and are trying to find a way to survive. On a day-to-day basis, we see homeless people everywhere such as on the streets, by the freeway asking for money so they can feed themselves, or maybe even feed their own family. One day, my mom and I decided we had to take action after witnessing so many homeless people on the streets.When people are in such a difficult situation, their only option is to beg for money because they have no roof over their head, and no food to eat. Many of these people are suffering from their own decisions, unemployment, or for other personal reasons. There are many homeless people who are sick and suffering from severe mental illnesses. It breaks my heart seeing homeless people in the streets, so I knew I had to take action and help out someway. The experience of volunteering to feed the homeless was most certainly a life changing experience. It made me realize how grateful I am for my life, how important it is to help those in great need, and to never take a meal for granted or roof for granted. This event was one that happened in the spur of the moment but has also changed me as a a person by becoming more involved and helping out more in my community , learning to never taking anything for granted, and by not assuming all homeless people are bad people as such.
During the holiday seasons, people like to volunteer for different service projects; whether it’d be cooking for the homeless, buying gifts for the less fortunate, or donating goods or money for charity. Giving or helping people can save and make people happy. One of the best benefits when someone serves is knowing the impact on the person. A few of the clubs at Athens High School have had the opportunity to serve others this holiday season.
While working, my friend and I had some of the homeless folks giving us candy and cookies. Honestly, I did not want to have any but people felt offended when I refused to take their offers, so I ended up taking everything I was given. During meals people would make sure not to throw away food, so if they were something they did not like, they would walk around offering people their leftovers. It was touching how the homeless people always shared the little they had, and they referred to each other as brothers.
I first began to get involved within my community eighth-grade year through the Community Thanksgiving Meal. At first, I did not realize that all the people coming in for a meal or the places that needed a delivery was all just right within my community. As the years went by, I slowly became more and more involved. I started from only coming in on Thanksgiving Day to help to being there every step of the way. I remember volunteering to coordinate a clothing drive last year to give clothes to those in need during the Thanksgiving Meal. At the end of that Thanksgiving Day, a lady comes up to me and asks if she could grab a few extra items. The lady had on a thin coat and I immediately knew that she needed help. I ran and