Personal Narrative: Where Am I Volunteer

Activity 1: Over the past two years (2014-2016) I have participated in the National Junior Honors Society. As a member, I commit to completing community service and to learning among my peers in order to develop into a superior leader. I have taken part in activities such as fundraisers, team building activities, and several forms of community services such as working in a soup kitchen, daycares and organizing social events. Recently, I volunteered for a week as a vendor at a temple in Tacoma, raising money for the establishment during the Cambodian New Year festival.

This past year, I have been apart of Naperville Central’s brand new Special Spaces club. When my friend approached me and asked me to join, I agreed even though I had no clue what I was involving myself in. In retrospective, I can honestly say that becoming a part of Special Spaces has been one of the most meaningful, fun, and fulfilling experiences I have had in high school.

Where I Stand? Hi iam Edgardo Flores i was born in casa grande, az not that far away from our state capital,Phoenix, Az.theres nothing better to do in a hot summer than going out with the friends to a lake and have a blast riding jet skis boats and my favorite, swimming!My activites of the day are shooting,riding horses,and my favorite one is quad riding.Thats right! ive been doing these fun exciting hobbies since i was 9 years old.pretty young huh?

The Time I Volunteered One time, when I was in El Salvador, my aunt had to go to a meeting with her husband. My grandma and my aunt work at a store inside the house. My aunt wanted someone to help my grandma work the store. no one wanted to help her out, so I volunteered to help her out. So my aunt left me and my grandma in charge of the store, so I went to the back because that’s where the store is at and helped my grandma sell some home necessities. (because that’s what we sell in there we also sell chips and food and stuff). My grandmas job was to get the money and my job was to get the stuff the people wanted. Working with my grandma was so fun cause she makes the funniest jokes and she's really nice

I froze like a ice cube in the car. It felt like all the nerves in my body were engulfing me into a dark pit. The day has come, State finals! I could feel the blood rushing through my body all the way from my head to my tippy toes. We where arriving to the fields and I hade a feeling that what's to come was going to be unexpected. I got out of my car and ran to my team, time for warm ups i thought. Everyone kept hearing whispers of fear, and then the whistle blew. TIme to get out on the field. It was Game time!

Saje Medcraft Giving Back I was born in Australia on January 12, 1999, however I have lived on the Hawaiian Islands since I was five and for most of my life. I have traveled back to Australia several times to visit family and even though I’m an Australian i do consider myself semi-Hawaiian in a sense. To give back to the islands I would love to help the next generation to have a childhood that is filled to the brim with Hawaiian Nature. One idea to give them this experience would be to go into Waipio Valley with the children from different schools in the Big island and explore the valley with them. Some activities while we are in the valley would be hiking, examining native plants, horse riding, swimming in rivers and the ocean, and then

I volunteered at Masonic Homes of California which is a senior living community. When I first started to volunteer I actually thought that my whole time would be spent just making copies and doing small miscellaneous tasks in the office; however, I was wrong to believe that. I did not just spend my time making copies, I got to do different tasks which made the time pass. By volunteering here I was able to meet new colleagues and I was able to network. The most important thing that I learned from my internship that I can use in daily life is to make sure that I get relevant experience in all fields that I am interested in pursuing. Without the experience it would be hard for me to accomplish what I am aiming for. The main connection I could say that I made is that I was able to realize

We Three Kings Daycare was the venue in which I chose to complete my field work. Luckily for me, my mom is one of the employees and so gaining access, setting up a theme, date, and time was one of the easier aspects of this project. The group, my mom, is typically responsible for ranges from 8-11 children ages six through eight. Due to the slightly older age group I was working with. I forego beginning with a song partly because I could not find anything relatable to my theme, and also because I planned on doing my story time after they had come in from playing outside. I figured outdoor play would be enough exertion to keep the jitters at bay. Gathering everyone in a circle, I introduced myself and had everyone go around and tell me their

Living in Our Cause: Today I had the pleasure to talk to Moira while she watched her son and husband play baseball. Moira has been in the Y for a while. She explained to me that her family lived in Washington D.C. before they came to Houston. There she started her son off in swim lessons and she loved it. She decided to try out basketball and also loved it. When she moved down to Houston, she signed her son her for baseball for the experience and for time for father and son bonding. Also, because she like the way the programs are ran at the Y. Her purpose for staying in the Y is because it’s less expensive than a private gym, she likes Child Watch so she can work out, and because it integrates something for the whole family. It’s good to see that the Y is still provided and family cultures in

What matters to me is giving back. Ever since I experienced hospitalization due to an eating disorder, I felt a sense of responsibility to reciprocate the care I was given. And so I decided to volunteer at my local hospital, Sharp Chula Vista Medical Center, as a means of giving back to those who helped me on the road to success.

Bang! I heard a loud noise, it was the door that my daughter slammed, she was coming down the hallway entering the house and she walked past me without saying good evening mom. Then she threw herself on my coach like she owned the joint.

Giving Back Growing up in the small town of Walnut Grove, I have been blessed with many opportunities. First off, our town has always been a strong faith based community and throughout my childhood and into my adolescence I learned that serving was my purpose. At the age of four, I began my love for softball, which turned out to be the most influential gift God could have blessed me with. This game allowed me to become the person I am today, for it enabled me to develop the work ethic I now have. Likewise, there’s a saying, “Softball will give back to you, what you are willing to put into it,” and this was something I didn’t quite understand until recently; however, I began to realize as it prospered relationships, whether with teachers, coaches,

Volunteering My Help One day, while I was doing a hike with a group of cub scouts on the Rail Trail, I had come out to see the Milford Conservation Commission running their annual Ghost Train Race. I waited for all the scouts to get picked up and then I was ready to leave myself. When I looked over to the race, the finish line was in disarray, wind blowing tents over and papers everywhere, warm fire meant to keep the racer’s body temperature up was dying, and a constant struggle to keep up with the incoming racers. Knowing a representative from the Milford Conservation Commision, I decided to go help with the chaos I saw before me. Feeling the stabbing of thorns as I jumped into the bushes after papers and the constant panting from finished

My feet ache, I feel as though I have been running for hours. My breathing comes out in very short spurts and I have trouble to bring myself back to my feet. I am able to hear it. The other set of footsteps that ring after my own. Right behind me. Go! My head screams the thought, but I am unable to move at all. I have made it to the third floor so far, with the footsteps trailing behind me. I have nowhere to run to? Is there a safe place? The footsteps getting louder and louder they are coming up the staircase so I open the door that is behind my back forcefully swinging it with the last piece of energy I have after running up all the stairs. The freezing metal door pressed on my hands is the safest form of protection. "Angela!" I stand up,

Dr. Wilson, I appreciate you reaching out. Unfortunately, I am still looking for a position at the moment. I feel like I targeted my job search too much in the beginning by looking only for academic advising positions in the Western NY region. I did get two on-campus interviews for advising positions in June and July but I did not get an offer. I made it pretty far into the selection process for an SL3 advising position at UB, but they ultimately decided on someone with more experience.