Volunteering is an amazing experience that not only allowed me to help my community but also myself. For example, at first I wanted to become a veterinarian so I volunteered at an animal shelter. I loved working with dogs, but not with cats so I realized I could not be a veterinarian. However working with children is something I thought I would not like, because I am not patient. However working at Hazeltine Elementary School last summer showed me that I do have patience.
On the first day of working with Mr. Ordonez’s fourth grade class, I had to give a reading test to the children. As each child came to me, I timed them on their reading; I felt like a teacher. Most of the children read 110 words per minute, except Elizabeth who read 30 words per minute. When the teacher found out, he asked me if I could help Elizabeth. I worked with her every day. I would drill her on vocabulary words, and make her read a book every week. I told her that reading was great because you get to learn new things and improve your reading. Sometimes she did not want to do work or read. I told her that all she needed to do was to find one great book and she would love to read. She whined constantly; I wanted to give up and let her do what she wanted, then I thought if I did not push her, no one would. One day I saw Elizabeth reading a book I had not assigned her; I will never forget that book “The Lovely Bones.” When I asked her why she was reading that book she replied, “I wanted to read one of your favorite books, and so far it is my favorite too.” From that day on I saw her reading that book at recess and lunch. She started volunteering to read in class, something she had never done before. The teacher was amazed at her improvement in English and at her participation in class.
Helping Elizabeth with reading and seeing her improvement made me feel proud of her and of myself. I felt proud of making a difference in someone else’s life. All she needed was someone to support her and someone to give her a push. I know this because I also hated to read as a child, and like her someone had to push me to read. This experience will always be memorable to me.
Volunteering is an amazing experience that not only allowed me to help my community but also myself. For example, at first I wanted to become a veterinarian so I volunteered at an animal shelter. I loved working with dogs, but not with cats so I realized I could not be a veterinarian. However working with children is something I thought I would not like, because I am not patient. However working at Hazeltine Elementary School last summer showed me that I do have patience.
On the first day of working with Mr. Ordonez’s fourth grade class, I had to give a reading test to the children. As each child came to me, I timed them on their reading; I felt like a teacher. Most of the children read 110 words per minute, except Elizabeth who read 30 words per minute. When the teacher found out, he asked me if I could help Elizabeth. I worked with her every day. I would drill her on vocabulary words, and make her read a book every week. I told her that reading was great because you get to learn new things and improve your reading. Sometimes she did not want to do work or read. I told her that all she needed to do was to find one great book and she would love to read. She whined constantly; I wanted to give up and let her do what she wanted, then I thought if I did not push her, no one would. One day I saw Elizabeth reading a book I had not assigned her; I will never forget that book “The Lovely Bones.” When I asked her why she was reading that book she replied, “I wanted to read one of your favorite books, and so far it is my favorite too.” From that day on I saw her reading that book at recess and lunch. She started volunteering to read in class, something she had never done before. The teacher was amazed at her improvement in English and at her participation in class.
Helping Elizabeth with reading and seeing her improvement made me feel proud of her and of myself. I felt proud of making a difference in someone else’s life. All she needed was someone to support her and someone to give her a push. I know this because I also hated to read as a child, and like her someone had to push me to read. This experience will always be memorable to me.
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Volunteering is an amazing experience that not only allowed me to help my community<~~add comma but also myself. For example, at first I wanted to become a veterinarian<~~add comma so I volunteered at an animal shelter. I loved working with dogs, but not with cats<~~add comma so I realized I could not be a veterinarian. However<~~add comma working with children is something I thought I would not like,<~~delete comma because I am not patient, but working at Hazeltine Elementary School last summer showed me that I do have patience.
On the first day of working with Mr. Ordonez’s fourth grade class, I had to give a reading test to the children. As each child came to me, I timed them on their reading; I felt like a teacher. Most of the children read 110 words per minute, except Elizabeth<~~add comma who read 30 words per minute. When the teacher found out, he asked me if I could help Elizabeth. I worked with her every day. I drilled her on vocabulary words,<~~delete comma and madeher read a book every week. I told her that reading was great because she would learn new things and improve her reading. Sometimes she did not want to do work or read. I told her that all she needed to do was to find one great book<~~add comma and she would love to read. She whined constantly; I wanted to give up and let her do what she wanted,<~~run-on; use a semicolon then I thought if I did not push her, no one would. One day I saw Elizabeth reading a book I had not assigned her; I will never forget that book “The Lovely Bones.”<~~book titles need to be underlined or italicized When I asked her why she was reading that book she replied, “I wanted to read one of your favorite books, and so far it is my favorite<~~add comma too.” From that day on I saw her reading that book at recess and lunch. She started volunteering to read in class, something she had never done before. The teacher was amazed at her improvement in English and at her participation in class.
Helping Elizabeth with reading and seeing her improvement made me feel proud of her and of myself. I felt proud of making a difference in someone else’s life. All she needed was someone to support her and someone to give her a push. I know this because I also hated to read as a child, and like her someone had to push me to read. This experience will always be memorable to me.
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On the first day of working with Mr. Ordonez’s fourth grade class, I had to give a reading test to the children. As each child came to me, I timed them on their reading; I felt like a teacher. Most of the children read 110 words per minute, except Elizabeth<~~add comma who read 30 words per minute. When the teacher found out, he asked me if I could help Elizabeth. I worked with her every day. I drilled her on vocabulary words,<~~delete comma and madeher read a book every week. I told her that reading was great because she would learn new things and improve her reading. Sometimes she did not want to do work or read. I told her that all she needed to do was to find one great book<~~add comma and she would love to read. She whined constantly; I wanted to give up and let her do what she wanted,<~~run-on; use a semicolon then I thought if I did not push her, no one would. One day I saw Elizabeth reading a book I had not assigned her; I will never forget that book “The Lovely Bones.”<~~book titles need to be underlined or italicized When I asked her why she was reading that book she replied, “I wanted to read one of your favorite books, and so far it is my favorite<~~add comma too.” From that day on I saw her reading that book at recess and lunch. She started volunteering to read in class, something she had never done before. The teacher was amazed at her improvement in English and at her participation in class.
Helping Elizabeth with reading and seeing her improvement made me feel proud of her and of myself. I felt proud of making a difference in someone else’s life. All she needed was someone to support her and someone to give her a push. I know this because I also hated to read as a child, and like her someone had to push me to read. This experience will always be memorable to me.
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