Most Discussed Community Service Articles

I want to be crazy. I want to go around at night giving socks to the homeless. I want to stick Post-it notes on public mirrors telling people they are beautiful. I want to give toys to kids who have none. I want to make old people feel... (more »)

Today I was at the mall waiting for friends, when a lady wearing a knit hat and a sweater came up to me and, shivering, said, “I’m homeless. Would you mind buying me some food?” In that split second, everything I’d learned since... (more »)

Tracy looks up from her yellow notebook and clears her throat. The noise in the class dies down as we turn toward her. “We're going to be helping the Salvation Army by ringing the bell. Each of you will ring it for four hours,” she... (more »)

A wise man once mused “Those whom help the unfortunate are really helping themselves.” Throughout my community service participation I have always thought about this phenomenal confusing quote. The analysis I endured was when are helping... (more »)

Someone once said “To help the poor is to help yourself.” Perhaps, that person meant, that helping those in needs will later result in internal satisfaction. I usually never do community service, but when I heard the opportunity to join my... (more »)

When I first walked into the stable that day, I didn't know what to expect. I was here to volunteer to help handicapped kids ride horses for therapy. I must admit, I was scared. Thoughts about the different people I would face, how... (more »)

I looked around me as I saw the Detroit I could never see from downtown. Downtown Detroit had beautiful buildings and bridges. Amazing sports arenas and restaurants. Anything you could imagine. Hear, I saw people on the verge of starvation in long... (more »)

During lunch all my friends were talking about their families’ plans for winter break. Some were visiting grandparents in Florida, while others were going to these great-sounding Caribbean resorts. My brother had even been invited by his... (more »)

As an immigrant I have had the opportunity to view the world through many lenses. When I lived in Venezuela I was aware that many people suffered and had to struggle to sustain their families. Arriving in the United States, I knew that I would not... (more »)

For my sweet sixteen there were no TV cameras filming the planning process, no hand-delivered invitations, no trips to Paris to select the perfect dress, and no fancy car as a “surprise” present at the end of the party. Though it... (more »)