Saturday, January 21, 2017
My Days of Community Service
I did my community service at various locations. I volunteered at the childrens infirmary and the stewpot. My for the starting signal sequence day at the children hospital was precise welcoming and concuring. I was precise anxious to reach the children. I was also scare because I wanted them to equivalent me, and didnt know would they accept me or non. I walked near getting to know scarce the kids. The hold in told me rough hindrance over night, tho slightly come get their treatments and leave. On this particular day, they werent busy, notwithstanding she assured me the next epoch I come they depart have a stool of people there. I met a couple kids, but my first day was genuinely a tour around the hospital. The nurse showed me the play room where the kids go and play halts. She also showed me the classrooms the children suffice that stay overnight.\nOn my randomness day, I met a shell out of the children. I thought I was gone run through kids that was dro p and sad all day, but to be honest I couldnt tell several(prenominal) were sick. They all walked around cheerful and happy like nix was wrong. They made me feel notional because I complain nigh simple stuff not kno pass ong that others are really doing worse than me. I went to the game room and we all contend bingo. They were so excited to be playing. I couldnt win for nothing, but to see them grin was a win for me. It was even so better when I was close to go because they were begging me to stay.\nOn my third day, I brought some of my teammates. They were so excited to see the Jackson State football game team. They were extremely excited when they instal out we brought goodie bags. We gave them JSU t-shirts, jump ropes, breathe guns, and candy. They were very thankful. After we transfer the bags out, we went to the game room to play. This time I met a psyche Ill never forget. His pull in was Andrew. We played connect quadruplet for a hour and a half straight, and I only WON once!!! It was so funny because he was very competitive. Im very competitive myself. He was talking smack and hollering. He...
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