I love community service, not because it looks good on the college app, but it lets you help people who wouldn’t’ve been helped by anyone else. It helps you knowingly make an impact on someone’s life- that’s something rare and something to be treasured.
We all go through life each day not considering how lucky we are, how much we have to hold, how coincidental our birth to a good family is- whether or not you believe in fate.
For CCD or as it’s commonly referred to, sunday school, I was required to complete 30 hours of community service and I did this by volunteering in a second grade classroom. I never really thought much of it, until one day that happened to be February 14th. I walked in, expecting nothing, but instead received a huge back full of heartfelt gifts and cards wishing me a Happy Valentine’s Day. Kids, especially, are innocent, and they can remind us of that unrelenting love that we aren’t forced to feel for one another, but yet do. They express what others are afraid to express, and that’s what I love.
Community service is an outlet of giving back, of showing you understand that you have it better than others, but in the process of helping those other people, you manage to help yourself.