Six months ago, if you had asked me if I would still go to service if it was not required, I would have honestly said no. Ask me that today, and I can truthfully say that I would.
The snowflakes were huge. I walked through the front garage of Bridging and pulled my hood tighter as the flakes hit my face. I looked out towards the endless line of U-Haul trucks lined up so far that they curved around the whole Bridging parking lot.
Ever since I was little I have loved M&Ms. They were my favorite candy to get at Halloween and I would love when my mom would let me get a pack at the grocery store. When I was 9, I went to Feed My Starving Children (FMSC) for the first time.
The following was written by AHA Senior Tristan Jensen as a trimester-end project in her Campus Ministry team Service Learning course
The following was written by AHA Senior Shelby Olson as a trimester-end project in her Campus Ministry team Service Learning course.
"Good afternoon!" chimes the lady at the security desk as I walk into the building. Inside, everything seems slightly smaller; the drinking fountains and table tops are lower, the chairs are smaller.
Fog rolled over the hills and the light mist sprinkled upon us as we stepped off the bus. We had just arrived in Kittery, Maine, and this was our first glimpse of the community we would be helping this week.
We have been anxiously awaiting this meeting and as we jog across the school parking lot as to not be late for our meeting, I am suddenly out of breath. Is it due to my excitement about the task at hand?