Four days ago my mom was giving a speech. Well, ngomel-ngomel, more like it. 🙂 I think for her the reason was good enough, and for me the reason was good enough for her.
The reason she was upset at me was because ever since I recovered from being sick about 2 weeks ago I have not rested. Proper rest – where you just enjoy yourself, stay at home, laze around, watch DVD or read books. And that is true, I have not done that. But I don’t mind. She further argued that instead of getting a good rest I chose to volunteer. And when she said that, I knew that it was exactly that thing that triggered her ngomel-ngomel at me. Me volunteering.
Here’s about me volunteering. I started volunteering six years ago. When I started college, I started volunteering. And if people say that being in the college shape who you are and helps you build your network, well it’s true. Only in my case, it is being in the college and volunteering that shape who I have become now and help me have my current network now. So that – who I am now, I partly owe to that volunteering thing.
The reason why I am still volunteering after six years, and after I started working, is something that people who have been volunteering will understand. This is not to say otherwise, no. It’s just that I found talking and discussing about volunteering easier to others who have shared the same experience.
Each time I volunteered, I feel rewarded and worthy and it is gratifying. It is also rejuvenating. Meeting a-hundred-and-some 16-and-17-years old from different cultures are very fascinating. It refreshes you. It made you remember how it was to be 17 again, and it reminds you of what you have accidentally forget along the way throughout your almost-adult life. Things that you forget to feel and think about any longer – it comes back when you encounter these kids.
Today, I feel it again. And the tiredness and near-fatigue that I have felt for the past week was gone for a moment. I felt energized, I felt alive, I felt bright. Although it does not solve their problem, neither wipe away their worries, nor magically disappearing their fears – it was a gratifying moment… that was followed by much hopes, concerns, and wishes, from many many people. And was grounded by lots of hard work, tears, and pains. Let’s all cross our fingers for them…
*to all of you, you know who you are. thank you for what you do.