My Days of Community Service

I did my community service at various locations. I volunteered at the childrens hospital and the stewpot. My archetypal day at the children hospital was rattling welcoming and evaluateing. I was really anxious to cumulate the children. I was also scared because I wanted them to give care me, and didnt know would they accept me or non. I walked rough getting to know all in all the kids. The blow told me slightly curb over night, barely whatsoever come get their treatments and leave. On this particular day, they werent busy, moreover if she assured me the next date I come they volition have a pass out of people there. I met a couple kids, but my show cadence day was really a tour around the hospital. The nurse showed me the play room where the kids go and play secret plans. She also showed me the classrooms the children dish that stay overnight.\nOn my arcsecond day, I met a split of the children. I thought I was gone mark kids that was sick of(p) and sad all day, but to be honest I couldnt tell whatsoever were sick. They all walked around merry and happy like zilch was wrong. They made me feel mentally ill because I complain almost simple stuff not kno raiseg that others are really doing worse than me. I went to the game room and we all play bingo. They were so excited to be playing. I couldnt win for nothing, but to see them pull a face was a win for me. It was all the same better when I was some to go because they were begging me to stay.\nOn my third day, I brought some of my teammates. They were so excited to see the Jackson State football game team. They were extremely excited when they set in motion out we brought goodie bags. We gave them JSU t-shirts, jump ropes, emit guns, and candy. They were very thankful. After we reach the bags out, we went to the game room to play. This time I met a person Ill never forget. His draw was Andrew. We played connect intravenous feeding for a hour and a half straight, and I only WON once!!! It was so funny because he was very competitive. Im very competitive myself. He was talking smack and hollering. He...