There are times when the impulsive side of me completely takes over. The feelings in the pit of my stomach cannot be ignored or subdued and often times lead me in one direction. The first time I even heard the words Jumpstart at our first year seminar, my gut basically screamed at me. When the speakers spoke about how the corps members spend a significant amount of time helping the children who really need it, they might as well have been talking directly to me. Throughout my life, I have always jumped at the opportunity to help and this time was no different. It seemed as if Jumpstart chose me. The next day when my freshman class started picking classes, I signed up for Jumpstart with Hilary. If I could go back and change my decision, I wouldn’t. Seeing these children, who I have come to care so very much about, grow and learn every moment I’m with them makes me feel like I’ve made the right decision. Those children and their laughter and excitement are what get me out of bed every morning. I know that I’m helping, in some way, and I feel like I was meant to be here. I’m not one to mess with fate.
Kris
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