This summer I volunteered with Kumon in Okinawa, Japan. Kumon is a place where students come to study math, humanities, and English. I was a teacher over the course of three weeks, and I worked with elementary school students on their English. I read books to them, and I also went through vocabulary flashcards with them. In addition, I graded student’s math worksheets. It was rewarding to see the children’s faces light up when they got a question correct or comprehended a part of the book. I hope to use my knowledge to teach others again in the future.
Recently, I volunteered to be a tour guide at the Bank Street School for Children open house twice. I attended this school from 4th grade (9/10’s) to 8th grade (13/14’s). I have volunteered to be a tour guide at this school when I attended there, but going back as an alum was a very different experience.
Because it is a K-8 school, the parents were very interested in my experiences adjusting to a new school after going to the same school for such a long time. In some ways, I could relate to the parents on the tour; they were looking at every detail they could possibly see, asking all sorts of questions, just like when I went on tours for the high school application process.
As much as this service experience helped the school and the admissions team, I think that this experience also helped me practice my public speaking skills to a large audience, which is something that I struggle with. It also forced me to reflect on my life so far. What accomplishments have I achieved during my time at Bank Street? What were some challenges I had to overcome? What are the most memorable academic experiences that you had?
I was initially planning to do this when I graduated, even when I didn’t know about the community service hour requirements. Bank Street has a special place in my heart, and it always will. Through this experience, I got to reconnect with friends from my grade and the grades below me. I got to reconnect with parents I knew in the school. I got to reconnect with teachers and faculty. Because I got to work with my previous school, it was a very personal and fun experience and yes, I would do it again.
This was my third year being apart of my temple’s high school organization (called the A-TEEM). A-TEEM stands for Assistant Temple Emanu-El Madrichim (Leaders). This is mainly for previous students of the religious school who are now in 9th, 10th, 11th, or 12th grade. Our main jobs are to deliver snack (apple juice and pretzels usually) to the classrooms, helping deliver notes to the teachers, creating lesson plans and giving presentations, helping out around the temple community, and teaching lessons to 3rd-5th graders. My favorite part of this is probably being able to teach lessons to the 3rd-5th graders. What happens is, we get a quote for the year and teach lesson plans (given to us) throughout the year based on the quote. There are three quotes used and they are repeated in a cycle. The quote/question(s) I taught this year were from Pirkei Avot, a 2,000 year old book of Jewish wisdom, not found in the torah. It says, “If I am not for myself, who will be for me? But if I am only for myself, who am I? If not now, when?”. With the exception of some special holiday lesson plans (Passover, Hanukkah, Yum Kippur…), we taught lessons about this quote for the whole year. I also love the program because I get to see my friends and work together with them.
In seventh grade, I had the privilege of discovering a small but passionately run soup kitchen when my two friends asked me to come with them to volunteer at one of the Friday dinners their church was holding. Since that day, I have regularly been volunteering at St. James Church, and have met so many inspiring individuals who want to make a change in others lives. St. James is located on the Upper East Side of Manhattan, and although they are a church, their soup kitchen is open to any person wishing to volunteer, regardless of their religious beliefs. The church runs the soup kitchen on Tuesday mornings and Friday evenings, and provides service to around 90 homeless individuals at each meal. Although I have gone many times, a Friday evening from earlier this year stuck out for me. I arrived with my two friends who belong to the church, and we began by helping chop vegetables for the meal. Others helped to set up the tables in the main hall, placing flower vases on each one, while more people brought bread baskets out to the tables. After we had almost finished prepping the meal, we came together for a moment of grace. I am not Catholic, and may not have been thanking God for allowing me to be there, but I was still reminded of how lucky I was, and how much this meal meant for the people receiving it. We continued prepping and serving the food, and I remember another volunteer running back down to the kitchen gasping that there was an extra vegetarian plate needed, asking if we had already sent the veggie plates out, and if there be enough food left. Her worries were resolved as we had extra and made up another vegetarian plate, which I brought upstairs. When I found the woman who had claimed to be vegetarian, and placed the plate in front of her, she looked at me with such a wide smile and without even having to speak, her eyes told me how grateful she was. I have come back to the soup kitchen many times after that night, but I will always remember the surprise vegetarian and her soulful eyes.
On service day, our grade volunteered at Food Bank For New York City, in the Bronx. We started by watching a video about the organization in which we learned their mission and heard testimonies from people who were helped. During our time at the warehouse, we helped sort materials and repackage them. This semester, i’ve been taking Poverty in the US, and it was nice , service day aligned with areas I was learning about and passionate about. After completing our tasks, we were told that our work would help over 2000 families in the NYC area. The numbers hit home since hunger isn’t always an issue we see around. With just a couple hours of work, we were able to give back to people in our immediate community (NYC), all the while bonding with each other. I enjoy being a part of a community where service is mandatory because I feel as though it is a responsibility to help those that are less fortunate.
Over the summer I visited Tobago with the boys varsity soccer team. We worked with an organization called Kleats for Kids to provide cleats and other soccer gear to the schools we visited. Before the trip I collected pairs of used cleats from my friends to be distributed in Tobago. In Tobago we would host volunteer soccer clinics, basically simple run throughs of how we practice, and afterwards we would pass out the cleats and gear. The clinics were amazing experiences, we got to meet and train with kids our age to as young as 5. Everyone was incredibly welcoming. We led clinics at Warren and Sherwin’s old high school, and with a team that they had been on for years when they were younger. Meeting the principle of their high school, and the coach that had trained them were incredibly memorable experiences. After the clinics we often would play against some of the students we had trained with. Not only did we train and play soccer in Tobago, we also explored and learned about the island. On the first day Warren brought us to get doubles, a breakfast snack made of a pancake and chickpea stew which everyone proceeded to spill. We also went to a waterfall called Argyle Falls where everyone had a great time exploring the river and jumping off of the rocks. The trip to Tobago was something I’ll never forget.
For my inschool service this year, I volunteered at Tamid, the Downtown Synagogue as a part of their DHAP program, or Downtown Teen Hunger Action Project. ( Link) DHAP is a program for youths in NYC to make a difference and feed the homeless. We first began with a Guest speak from the community who has done considerable community service, and they would tell us what they did, and how their service has made a difference in their life. I distinctly remember one man talk about how he would watch over Homeless people in a shelter to make sure they were safe and comfortable, and how he would also give them food and water. After the guest speakers, we prepared meal bags and another bag full of other necessities. The meal bags would have sandwiches, water, and an assortment of snacks. The other bags would have soap, toothpaste, toothbrushes and socks. After we were done packing these bags, we would spend around two hours walking around New York City looking for homeless people to give these bags too. If at the end of these two hours (and very often we went longer searching for people) we still had bags, we would donate what was in them to a homeless shelter.
This whole experience was very rewarding and fulfilling experience for me. I felt as if was doing something really positive for others, because the people who received these bags were always extremely happy once they got them.
This year I volunteered at AFYA where we organized and labeled boxes of medical equipment that would then be shipped to Syrian refugee camps. The organization takes medical equipment that hospitals would have thrown out even though none of them are actually used. Working there made me realize how much gets wasted at hospitals and how many people could be helped if all hospitals gave away their trash equipment instead of filling up landfills. Each box we packaged could preform a couple of surgeries each and we were able to package about five boxes. It showed me how a few hours of working together could make the difference between life and death for so many people.
Over the course of this year I have volunteered with the Stuyvesant Park Neighborhood Association (SPNA) to help garden in the park next to school. I helped plant flower bulbs before winter, rake leaves in th spring and spread mulch to help the soil. I got to meet a lot of people in the neighborhood who also wanted to help and I enjoyed gardening with groups of highschoolers from other schools or programs. Now when I walk through the park seeing all the green and the flowers I can actually see what I worked for and what I planted. SPNA has gardening events every other Saturday. They are quite fun and I encourage anyone in need of service or who wants to help garden to try. For any information you can contact SPNA at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Going on the South Africa was a unique experience and a look into a society full of rich history and culture like I had never experienced before. The entire trip was full moments of great joy, and also sadness. I witnessed myself and my peers push through very difficult moments which occasionally placed us in some discomfort. However, by the end of the trip, I was exhausted but filled with inspiration and hope.
The entire trip was such an incredible experience for me, however, a day I particularly found moving was when we worked with the Youth Group from the Methodist Church we had visited the day before. We started our day around eight with breakfast from the mamas and once finished, drove over to the church. We were greeted by the church Youth Group with many of their songs and prayers. One of the church leaders then split us into small groups so we were mixed in with the members of the church. After learning about each other through icebreaker activities, we split into three groups and travelled with the Youth Group to neighborhood homes. In those homes we encountered ailing members of the community who were experiencing difficulty providing for themselves. Our task was to provide encouragement through songs and prayers as well as providing food for those community members.
We met people who were sick and hungry. We saw yards filled with trash and homes that were dirty and falling apart. The conditions made me uncomfortable and when I stepped inside the Shanti our group went to, I wondered if I would be able to live in those conditions. The people who lived in these homes were very strong and resilient. However, they still needed the support of their community. The church readily provided that support with love and compassion. I was struck by how many church members wanted to help their community, and showed up. Their support made me think a lot about the power of community and how much more we can be doing to
support our local community back at home. I am grateful to have had this transformative experience and I will carry the lessons it taught me into future opportunities.