Today I had my first day of community service before I go on though, I am aware that in some countries doing community service is some sort of punishment for a misdemeanor or something, but this is not the case for me. It’s part of my university program. Before graduating ever undergraduate student has to complete 90 hours of community service in 10 weeks or about 3 months, its divided so that each student has to complete a minimum of 3 hours, 3 times a week for the 10 weeks, a lot of students pout about this arrangement because they would rather be done with it in like 3 weeks but I was made to understand that it’s about continuous contact with the place of service, that’s what it about.
My community service is at a place whose name I can not disclose at this time, but it is a rescue home for babies. Yes, actual infants age zero to about two and a half or three thereabout but no older than three. My first impression was, “wow this compound is clean, for a compound that has kids and stuff”, turns out its one of the places that gets the most volunteers so of course there are plenty of hands to keep the place clean. Anyway, I hanged some laundry, sang some songs, fed some munchkins, and basically tried to memorize the names of the kids so when I interacted with them it felt personal.
It was in a word, amazing. I have never felt so good doing something that had absolutely nothing to do with me. Being there and giving of my time felt so fulfilling. It felt like I was doing something honorable for the first time in a long time. It felt like my soul was getting something from all this, I don’t know what to call it exactly only that I need more of it. I so look forward to going back this Thursday. It was magical, playing with the children and bonding under the warm sun and partial shade. It’s funny, you don’t know h=just how observant you are until you are in a space like that and then you find that all your senses are working, taking in information from all around you, you notice a child falling off their toy car while you are playing with another child because you are completely alert despite looking like all your attention is in one place, and being in the place where so many would freely give of their time in service of something that has nothing to do with them is a challenging thing, it challenges me as a person. I’m glad it does because this is where real growth comes from. I have 87 more hours to go. I am so very very excited about all this. And I am so grateful that I can serve and in such an amazing place no less. I’m truly blessed. When you get a chance, visit a home, volunteer, give of your time, you won’t regret it, I promise!