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Helping Out
There are times in life when you come upon an obstacle that you are not wanting to approach or overcome. There are also times in where you are asked to something that you many not want to do. You may ask why would I get picked to do this? When you are asked to help out with something it can require a little or lots of help. For example helping parents out, cleaning, etc.
Looking back at this time when I was asked to help out with something, I was really not looking forward to this because I new that I had already had better plans and was truly not interested. When I asked to help I already made the decision and new that I was not going to try it out. It was a week before Christmas and I was stopped by my mom.
“Look, you have been invited to help out and deliver presents to underprivileged families,” said my mom.
“I’m pretty sure I don’t have time to do that,” I exclaimed as I was getting aggravated. I knew that I did not want to help out and waste my time delivering presents. I did not really care about how this was going to affect families. All I really cared about was myself and not the others around me. I had no intention of going and we new that this was the end of the conversation. At the time I have never really been able to help any one or anything out, and I also was never asked to help a family out.
It was the next morning and I was for sure that I had no plans and I was not going to attend delivering presents to families… As the day was moving on and the sun was starting to set I had approached my mother with a great attitude and asked,
“Can I go over to a friends house?” I asked with a cheerful look on my face.
“No you already have plans tonight,” exclaimed my mom.
“And what would those plans be exactly?” with my face going from a smile to no expression.
“You are going over to the church and helping and deliver presents to the families.”
“WHAT! Who ever said I was going to attend that.”
“Me,” my mom said with a grin on her face. I ran back to my room and jumped on to the bed with no thought at all I was trying to rewind and forget the conversation I just had with my mom. All that was going through my mind was I am not going to waste my evening and help out the church. I was so confused because my mom new that I did not want to go yet, she is telling me the opposite. I hear footsteps one by one coming from down the hallway and was not looking forward to this conversation.
“Get dressed right now!” she shouted. I new that I could not argue. I put on clothes and got in the car stared out the window with no expression.
. . .
I arrived to the church and all I saw was happy faces and mine was the opposite of them. I was not looking forward to this, and could not wait for all of this to be over. As I got in the car to go I did not know anyone and was the only person that was not looking forward to what was going to happen. As we arrived I noticed that the homes were in a rough neighborhood and the house where all beaten up with metal bars around the windows. At the time I was even scared to be standing there.
“C’mon, you have to be quiet.” Everyone was ducking down and not saying a word. We all approached the door with not even a single noise you could not even hear a pin drop. We placed the presents on the door and we hit the door and ran as fast as we could. We hid in the car and as the families open the door and approached there present we could see there face light up and see all joyful smiles on their faces. I was starting to understand how this was so meaningful and meant a lot to these families. For me I was starting to smile and want to go to another house. Less and less I was starting to not regret coming to this and was glad that I went to experience.
In life we may encounter things that are not appealing to us or things that we do not want to go to. For me it was the littlest thing but went a long way and made a big difference, and I was able to make someone's day. Now I am really wanting to help with anything is asked even if I have the slightest thought of not going or helping out. Now I am wanting to try it out and experience new things.

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