As an American I am obligated to help my fellow citizen and my community. Grace Lee Boggs was an American philosopher, author, feminist, and social activist. She once said “You cannot change any society unless you take responsibility for it, unless you see yourself as belonging to it and responsible for changing it.” We often want change but are not willing to cause it. As an individual I must first recognize my part in the community, then step up and start taking my duties to help my community seriously. Before I moved to West Virginia my church had a “Reformer's Unanimous” program, It helped addicts come off their addiction. We had a detention center right by our church, and a lot of the ladies would come over for the program. I used to volunteer
When my aunt asked if I wanted to help at the nursing home, I mainly went because I was bored. When I arrived, I helped the residents play bingo and I even painted a few nails. Even though it does not sound like a lot, I realized on that day how much I loved helping others and how I couldn’t wait to volunteer again.
I was raised in the great, small community known as Tigard. I love my community, the schools, the people, and the opportunities. Coming from a background of low income, my family and I were in a constant need of food, clothes, and home goods. I was lucky enough to have a great community with churches and even neighbors who were always willing to extend a hand and guide my family throughout our experiences. I have my community to thank for my childhood.
My community involvement started my Freshman year of High School when I began helping with the Miller Keystone blood drive. I was too young to donate but I did my part by helping sign others up. During my sophomore year it became more of a club and they trained us more so we could be a bigger help. I worked at the canteen, this continued up to this year. I have donated twice so far and plan to donate once more in May.
Community has a very strong positive connotation attached to it. A community bonds together when one falls. The true reliance an individual has with their own community runs deeper than any explanation can explain. It is because so many people often forget this connection, that I have taken the most drastic measures to immerse myself with my whole faction. The easiest yet most beneficial involvement that I have had with my community is through tutoring. Teaching a child, or even an adult, makes each individual in the population a stronger contributor to society. As one who struggles with family finances, I cannot put a price on knowledge.The payment of my tutoring is in the brightening faces of those individuals that see the connection.
The agency I volunteered to work at was the Graffiti Church Ministries After-School Program on 205 E 7th St. During the school week, usually Mondays, I would take the train to this program and strive to make the kids’ days at least a little bit better. I would almost always arrive at 3:15 PM exactly and would first help the children with their homework. Helping the children was shockingly much more troublesome than anticipated. I would have to explain exceptionally basic concepts to someone who knew next to nothing about it. I remember distinctively helping a kid, Jamel, with his homework and it proved extremely difficult for me to explain the concept of time to a first grader. I attempted to clarify that a quarter, as far as time, is commensurate
For my Make a Difference Project, I decided to donate 2 large boxes of unused toys to Goodwill. I also wanted to donate $50 to Riley Hospital. I exceeded my goal as I donated two boxes of gently used toys and a full desk set to Goodwill. I also met my goal to donate $50 to Riley Hospital. I earned the $50 by lawn mowing. Something I could have done differently was to maybe focus on one organization rather than two. This would have helped because I could have helped that one organization more. This inspires me to do more service projects because I would like to help the community. I really enjoyed doing my Make a Difference
My path was never set for me growing up. I was not raised by parents who would dress me up in college gear, parents who would research the top schools, or had a school fund account set aside for me; due to this I lived and attended one of the most economically challenged city and school district in the U.S. Although, I was not the most privileged person growing up my ethic background and community influenced me both positively and negatively in ways of culture, language, and my view of the world. The face of my community was weak, old, and crumbled, but it was rich in culture.
I was born and raised in a very diverse community in the central parts of New Jersey. Growing up in a diverse area allowed me to learn and interact with individuals of different upbringings than that of my own. My Community consisted people from the West Indies, South America, India, Haiti, Russia, Pakistan, and United States, and more. As I began to enter into adulthood, I can say the Indian culture was very unlike anything that I've ever known. Religion is a big part of the Indian culture which includes Buddhism, Jainism, and Hinduism. I have always found Buddhism to be a fascinating religion. "In general, Buddhism is a way of finding peace within oneself. It is a religion that helps us find the happiness and contentment we seek. Buddhists
I walked in through the front door of the lobby and sat in a chair, waiting for my mentor; a lady whose name I could never remember. This being my usual routine, I realized that my mentor was almost always late and decided to make my way to a small library across the lobby. I had applied for a school club for the upcoming year and one of the requirements in order to get in was to show off my philanthropic side and give back to my community. Not putting too much thought into where I was going to volunteer, I did what any lazy person, such as myself, would do and decided to give back to my community through probably the closest location I could find—a retirement home. While waiting for my mentor in the library, I picked up a random book and sat next to a man in a wheelchair. He smiled at me and asked what I was reading. I held up the book and showed him the cover, to which he replied with,“I don’t like that one.” It was that exact autumns afternoon during the beginning of my eighth grade year that I realized I had just made one very improbable friend.
As I stare at the crowd a sense of sorrow and fulfillment fill my body. While these two feelings oppose each other they are the feelings that arise when I volunteer to help others. Watching these people, many homeless, flocking to us for their first full meal in a couple of days. These people fight daily for a spot in the homeless shelter across the street and a warm meal. The feeling I receive from helping others is positively indescribable, and has provided me more perspective on life than any other activity I have participated in. Over the course of my high school career, I have been involved with three amazing volunteering organizations.
Allowing my body to become a liquid among a crowd of hundreds of strangers takes courage, but at the same time, the surrounding individuals of the mass depend on my body’s support. Collectively, concerts exemplify a community in which each member equally represents the composite group while remaining wildly original. My first experience with this community occurred in tenth grade when I decided to attend a rock music festival, Bled Fest, and then obsessed over trying to look the part of a hard-core rebel, a persona I do not identify with. Upon arrival, I watched hundreds of people line up to enter the venue, but only a few of them fit the stereotype that I held. As I hesitantly made my way to the main stage, I noticed the damp, warm air and
After reading the article, I feel that God is calling me to give back to my community in some way. Initially I was not too sure how, but after reflecting on my talents, I have an idea. My characteristics are my greatest gifts and talents. I have realized that my talents are that I am humble, dedicated, resilient, compassionate, goal focused, and understanding. However, I can best highlight my talents when I share my time with others.
In my community, I bring about change by presenting solutions to problems I have come across. In school, I founded the math club, a club that would focus on matching students struggling with topics in math with a student tutor. Through this club, I was also able to offer help in the math section of the SAT for many students who did not have access to private tutors. Outside of school, I joined Camp Interactive, an organization that works to teach inner-city students how to use apps to help their communities. The problem I wanted to solve was the number of people in my area that did not involve themselves in activities within the community. To tackle this problem, my team and I created Outer Circle aimed to introduce all age groups to sporting
In a small village like Carey, Ohio, community means involvement in your area, caring for those around you, and sharing a second family. In Carey, we have several clubs and organizations to take part in, ranging from athletics, community service, and clubs that are purely about having fun and getting involved. While in high school I have been active in many of these beneficial programs. I am an active member in twelve programs we have here at Carey. These programs include band, Future Farmers of America (FFA), National Honor Society (NHS), student council, track and field, art club, spanish club, quiz bowl, musical, drama club, and the wrestling stats team. Being involved has opened so many doors for me and I have learned so much.
Coming from a small community is either a burden sometime, or it is occasionally the best that can ever happen in your life. If a person comes from a small town, it feels as if people are always in others peoples business, but it could be the most comfortable feeling when a person’s community is there to back them up. I come from a town of around two thousand people. Unfortunately, my town has endured tremendous and multiple tragedies. My little town has survived the deaths of class mates, officers, coaches, and well known community members. All of these deaths were unexpected and rocked everyone in the community. It felt like every time and accident happened the community knew that the school would be hit the hardest. I can’t count