Sometimes giving back to your community is just spending the time to engage with others and listen to what others have to share. Like lifting the weight of their shoulders, comforting a fellow friend or acquaintance. It isn’t necessarily always about being active, and contributing your physical labor, sometimes its just about lending an ear, offering a hug, and sometimes a loving whack on the head. My participation in the Community Service Project encouraged me to draw on resources and expertise of faculty and staff, but more importantly it taught me to help these people just as much as they help me. A sense of gratitude and understanding inundated my stream of consciousness. Therefore, instead of merely walking up to these benefactors, supports, and assisters and asking for help, I embarked on a journey of helping these people. The most trivial acts of reserving some time to engage about their personal lives, being interested in their work, just showing that I care. After all, these people are so involved in the construction of our future; they help pave the road to our success and make the climb, if not less steeper than definitely an easier travel.
I owe the survival of my first semester in college to many individuals. Unfortunately, I can’t even begin to acknowledge each and everyone of them name by name, but my gratitude does reach out to each of them, even those whose impact escaped my awareness. Every small contribution helps, and without them these past few months wouldn’t be as a bearable of a hurricane as they were.
First and foremost, I owe much to the Newman Library and its workers. Their help and patience were welcomed additions to my life, and facilitated many projects and searches for stimulating discussion. The writing center was another blessing. The workers there helped me with multiple speeches, gave valuable advice on accommodating and adjusting to the high and meticulous requirements of professors. However, most of all I want to thank Golden Key and Maria, my freshman seminar mentor who introduced me to the Honors Society, for encouraging me to reach out and get involved. The knowledge and experience that I acquired through all these countless escapades have refined my networking skills, sparked new thought, and now serve as the fuel to greater ambitions. Consequently, they also served as a welcome distraction from the storm of textbooks, papers, and pencil shavings. They kept me sane… and health is what we all need if we want to see ourselves doing something successful in next three years to come.
Keep on Wandering,