The Popcorn Theory : Helping People

I have only talked to this person about two times since being here at college. It was a Tuesday morning, around 7:45 a.m. We were in the elevator, going from the fourth floor to the first. I was nervous getting on the elevator, knowing I was about to do it. I stood right by this person, since there were five others, all around the age of nineteen, with us. As I started to ask how their morning was, I leaned in to talk to them. This person actually pulled their head back away from mine as they started to talk. I noticed their eyes got wider and they were hesitant to answer me back. During our conversation, I felt embarrassed because I could tell I made them uncomfortable. After we got to the first floor, I walked fast to leave this person. I was that self-conscious, I wanted to leave immediately. Breaking a social norm with an acquaintance is an awkward situation for both people.

When someone asks me for assistance I usually feel wanted i appreciative that someone even asked me.

Attention Getter: Has anyone ever stopped to help you when you were in need? How did it make you feel?

Summer going into my junior and senior year, I volunteered to help the Pop Warner Pewee cheer team. The cheer team had one paid coach and a couple of volunteers. The coach was my coach my sophomore year of high school, so she had asked me to help the team out, so I did. They had practice two to three times a week for two hours and I went to most all of them. I helped the team tremendously because I have had a lot of cheerleading experience and unlike the coach, I am young, and I am able to demonstrate certain things to the girls that the coach can’t. The whole cheer team and the coach benefited from me volunteering my time and skills. They benefited by having someone who’s is experienced in stunting. My friend and I showed them different techniques and skills to do to benefit the stunting.

As I grew and became more knowledgeable and I have a clear view of my morals toward life, helping people become more frequent for me. This is a story that happened to me not very long ago when I was a freshman at collage. One of the most thing I hate to see happening anytime and anywhere is people mistreating someone that is homeless or in need. once when I was just walking by down the street just a few minutes after sunset to get I some fresh air. And I saw from a far a group of young teens gathering around a small corner down the street and went to see what was going on? To see them around this poor person that seem very weak and vulnerable. Forcing him to act in a very disrespecting manner for a very small amount of money. The instance that I saw that I was filled with rage and anger and wanted to jump in and stop what was happing to that man. But they were a group and I was alone so this meant I am outnumbered and would be over whelmed. Even though all of that was true I headed striate for them with a mad face and a tight fist and with no hesitation I shouted to leave that man alone. And all their attention went to me as that shout startled them, they stud there for a moment but as I kept on getting closer they would spread further and further and when I got to them they started acting all innocent. I told them with a stern voice to leave this man alone and never do what they were dong again. I would have

However offering someone a helping hand in a

Having watched them enter their apartment I knocked on their door. I identified myself and I told them if they had a problem with me they needed to let me know what it was because as far as I knew I had never done anything to them. and if they did not have a problem with me I would appreciate it if they would leave me alone. neither one of them would answer their door or even acknowledge that I was knocking on their door. I then came back into my house.

I was able to provide a private space for LD to express her grief, to extend my sympathy and allow her to verbalize her loss, grief, and sadness and to some levels guilt about her dislike for grandma’s old cultural ways. I advocated on LD’s behalf in seeking supervision to address my concerns about LD’s safety in the home. I spoke to the supervisor, and together we spoke to LD’s dad about the 31 year old male tenant who is renting a room in the house. Grandma was a constant figure in the household and was always there to supervise, in her absence, I felt the need to communicate with LD’s dad about the presence of the 31 year old and who would provide supervision. Dad has adjusted his schedule to be there in the household to supervise his children since his mother’s death. I engaged, assesses and intervene on LD’s

My roommate asked me to drive him to the hospital to visit his mother. He did not have a vehicle and I was his only way to the hospital. I was wholly aware that by taking him to the hospital my academics would suffer, but this was never truly a choice. Taking care of people, demonstrating compassion, and caring for those who are closest to me has been a priority of mine since my upbringing. I drove my roommate to the hospital and was with him while his mother suddenly fell critically ill, and eventually passed away. She always invited me over for “family” dinners, especially during the holidays, since I couldn’t always make it home due to work. Although it was difficult to cope, I was presented with the opportunity to demonstrate the compassion she had shown me so many times, by helping my friend. We sat in her room reminiscing, crying, at times in silence, and eventually saying our goodbyes. Our friendship, and my perspective were altered permanently that day. This experience not only illuminated the profound effects of compassion, but also demonstrated what it means to be a community member. Being a community member encourages us to support others when they need it most, even if it entails personal sacrifices. We are all humans, we share over 99% of our genome, and everyone deserved to be treated with compassion and

On April 2nd, 2016 I had the opportunity to talk to a very special person to me, my neighbor of 20 years. Her name is L.T, she is 74 years of age and she is extremely open and friendly. L.T invited me over to her house around 5:00 p.m. to spend time with her and of course I accepted. According to chapter 11 Living arrangements and social interactions L.T housing patterns are independent living due to the fact that her house is already paid for and she is the owner of it. We talked for a total of 3 hours and I enjoyed every minute of it. There were many topics we discussed such as her previous husband, new husband, jobs, and most importantly her children. According to chapter 9 The importance of social supports: family, friends, neighbors, and

I confronted her to return the item, since I knew she had taken it. She avoided looking me in the eye, and she kept stuttering through her words. When I asked her once more, the lady dashed to the door and left. Another experience of mine happened when I was still young. I was waiting all day to celebrate my big birthday, but I had gotten so tired of waiting that I fell asleep. When I awoke, it was past ten at night and I was angry that there was still no cake. I asked my parents, but they were avoiding eye contact and said that they had forgotten. When I kept trying to ask, they would run the other way. After all of that, I got a big surprise with a yummy

We stayed in the dorms and were broken up into groups based on age. On the first night I thought I heard crying so I grabbed my roommate and searched for the source. We stopped at the door it was coming from and knocked. A girl from our group had ended up with a single room and was homesick, having never been away from home. I immediately went to our group leader and explained the situation and asked if we could move the girl’s mattress into my room so she didn't have to be alone. The group leader agreed, and for the rest of the camp she slept on her mattress on the floor of our room. At the end of the camp when all the parents came for a last day picnic I remember her parents coming up and thanking me for what I had done. At the time I didn’t think it was a big deal, I did what I thought was right, not realizing how much of an impact my action

The other day I was loitering outside of the Santee Jack-in-the-Box when an elderly couple pulled up. I was shocked when the woman passed by and apologized for being in my way. After recovering I looked at her and said “No, miss, I’m sorry, I was in YOUR way.” It is not that often that I see a woman of that age smile the way she smiled at me.

I figured the common question I would immediate be asked after approaching someone in front of a store asking for money would be “what is the money needed for?”. I decided to come up with an excuse telling the person I was short for some food and was looking for a nite to eat. I figured this was an appropriate exuse to be loitering in front of a store and expected to be offered a few dollars if not a meal. I set out to try and break the social norm down the street at the local supermarket in the college town Isle Vista where I live. I knew the majority of the individuals I would approach would be younger students and was curious if I was going to get help from someone generally same age as me. I decided it would be better if I tried it out early morning and late night in the same locations to see how the social groups would change with the time of day. My first attempt around 10:00am on a friday I began approaching everyone I could that had left the store shopping to ask for change or something that helps and was not surprisingly ignored by almost every male I tried to encounter most of the time walking by not even being acknowledged. I was politely denied by almost every girl except on girl from the University who offered me a dollar. I denied her money after explaining my purpose for asking people and decided to try again later that night

* One thing is always sure when you 're a nice person; people will tend to reciprocate in your time of need because as individuals, we 're bound to face challenges, disappointments and looses at some point in our lives. When you 've been nice to others during their struggles, it 's more likely they will return the favor during your hard times. That is just human nature, most of us feel really motivated to help those that have helped us, i am a very sure bet in this regard. It’s an aspect of me that i strive to do more often because i feel that individual has slightly changed my world with his acts of kindness. This is significantly valuable and it makes us feel important which is something we all want as individuals.