Thursday, October 22, 2009

First day as a volunteer

Mexico 1998
Mexican volunteers (and me!), Santa Rosalia, 1998

My first memory of really choosing to volunteer on my own was in middle school. For some reason I can't remember anymore, I decided I wanted to volunteer at the local women's shelter, Anna Ogden Hall.

They had no idea what to do with me, however, since I was 12 and apparently there aren't a lot of 12 year olds that show up to help. So I was put in charge of babysitting some of the women's children.

I really hate babysitting. The whole thing in general was a pretty unpleasant experience.

And that is what I remember about the first time I volunteered.

Fortunately, it was not my last.

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