Cold is all I remember.
I was forced to do community service before in high school, at least 5 hours every semester. This means twenty hours of community service per year which means in my entire high school career eighty hours of community service. Not to mention the community service I did in the summer is completely disregarded because I have to do community service during that semester in the school year. Frankly, I don’t give a damn. I have other things to worry about, this is like swatting an annoying fly that won’t go away. But at least I remain committed to it. If I have a task I will still finish it.
Imagine my expression when I realized I had to do even more community service in college. I thought that was done with but apparently not. Anyway, our living community decided to go to the Making Strides: Breast Cancer walk on Sunday October 16. The walk starts at 7, which means I had to walk up at 6:20. This was alright on weekdays since I have school but on a weekend when the MTA system is unpredictable and annoying? Worse yet, it was still early in the morning and it was freezing. We had to stand around in the cold. I admire that walkers, for enduring that weather and smiling at the same time.
Community service I guess can be interpreted as the humanistic side of business. Non profit organization go out of their way to help people without an intent of having any type of profit besides doing a good deed. And that is a nice reminder in society today.
Honestly, if I tried harder and expected more out of myself I could have done a lot more for the community service. Alas, it was not meant to be and I am not going out of my way to repeat the experience.
