Working and working, walking up and down the windy and winding trails. One simple, but painstaking task to complete is to dig holes. Two meters deep and one meter wide. From inside the hole, scraping at the sides to try and even it out, I looked up and wiped the sweat off of my brow to see Mr. Cohen looking down and reaching out a hand to help me up. The hard work was done, but there was still more to come. I glanced down to see my work, and my glance turned into a gaze. I couldn't believe how much work we had done in such a short amount of time with just myself and four other people. Hiking back to the school, the small group and myself all felt accomplished, as if we had made an impact.
While playing soccer with the schoolchildren, I could observe the glee on their faces. Salimo, one of the few who really stuck out, was always at the front of the pack, leading the charge for the ball. The immense enchantment of that moment granted a seed of pure joy into my heart, and I know that the only way to let it grow is to volunteer to help more people in need, not for my own personal gain, but for the good of those who will benefit from it. I hope to see Salimo and his friends soon, as I am aware that with more volunteering, they can be helped more.
-Nick Rubino '18
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