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"Who can help out this Saturday?" Because of this question, my life changed drastically. That day my Language Arts teacher, also the United Way moderator, came into my classroom and asked who was available that Saturday to help out at an elderly home. Because on that Saturday I didn't have work, I decided to take part in the activity. As I entered the facility, all I can see were the smiling faces of all the elders, who were all so friendly and full of joy, and in that moment I knew that I had made the correct decision in coming to help out.
During that trip we played dominoes, bingo, and just basically had fun. A deejay was provided. Music ranging from meringue to salsa was being played. My friends and I joined the grandmas and grandpas in the dance floor once in a while. One may think that spending time with elders would be boring and not really fun but I have to admit that it was a really great experience. Elders are just like kids; they want to have just as much fun as possible. I am glad that I was able to spend that time with them. It doesn't necessary have to be with elders, it can be with others in need.
After all the dancing and friendly talks, it was time for lunch. Orders were made, foods were served, drinks were delivered and each one of us volunteer went to take a seat at different table to socialize with the elders. With the music in the background playing softly, I was able to chat with several lovely old ladies and divine men. Stories were told, jokes were being said, smiles appeared in all of our faces and nothing could have ruin that moment, the moment of joy, of making a difference in someone's life even though it was just for a few hours.
Visiting the elderly home made me realize a few things. Sometimes we complain about our grandparents, how annoying they are, how slow they are, or how we have to take care of them but even though they are annoying, they are slow, they are still our grandparents; they took care of us when we were kids, now it's time for us to care for them. In that elderly home I realize how little time I have been spending with my grandparents, how I haven't been phoning my grandpa who lives in China and how I don't appreciate my grandmother living with me, helping out with all the chores.
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"Who can help out this Saturday?" Because of this question, my life changed drastically. That day my Language Arts teacher, also the United Way moderator, came into my classroom and asked who was available that Saturday to help out at an elderly home. Because on that Saturday I didn't have work, I decided to take part in the activity. As I entered the facility, all I can see were the smiling faces of all the elders, who were all so friendly and full of joy, and in that moment I knew that I had made the correct decision in coming to help out.
During that trip we played dominoes, bingo, and just basically had fun. A deejay was provided. Music ranging from meringue to salsa was being played. My friends and I joined the grandmas and grandpas in the dance floor once in a while. One may think that spending time with elders would be boring and not really fun but I have to admit that it was a really great experience. Elders are just like kids; they want to have just as much fun as possible. I am glad that I was able to spend that time with them. It doesn't necessary have to be with elders, it can be with others in need.
After all the dancing and friendly talks, it was time for lunch. Orders were made, foods were served, drinks were delivered and each one of us volunteer went to take a seat at different table to socialize with the elders. With the music in the background playing softly, I was able to chat with several lovely old ladies and divine men. Stories were told, jokes were being said, smiles appeared in all of our faces and nothing could have ruin that moment, the moment of joy, of making a difference in someone's life even though it was just for a few hours.
Visiting the elderly home made me realize a few things. Sometimes we complain about our grandparents, how annoying they are, how slow they are, or how we have to take care of them but even though they are annoying, they are slow, they are still our grandparents; they took care of us when we were kids, now it's time for us to care for them. In that elderly home I realize how little time I have been spending with my grandparents, how I haven't been phoning my grandpa who lives in China and how I don't appreciate my grandmother living with me, helping out with all the chores.
I would appreciate any other comments! Thanks
I'll return the favor if you help me! Thanks again!!