Volunteering Research Paper

My heart belongs to not one, but many. At times, I love one more than the other but at the end, I cannot decide. Volunteering, science,Cheerleading and family all compete for my heart but I still cannot choose just one. As a well rounded student, every aspect of school and home holds a very significant place in my heart, and as a result, has made me the person I am today.
Being a part of the red cross club and the student ambassador club fuels my passion to aid people in need. Making Christmas cards for soldiers, answering questions parents may have at freshmen orientation and helping out the librarians at the school library creates a feeling in the pit of my stomach that is both deserving and addicting. Other students volunteer at hospitals and although I did not have the opportunity to, I feel that volunteering at my school and at various locations around New York city is rewarding enough. As a result of my volunteering experiences, I periodically attempt to help anyone who needs it. Many people believe that I am too generous because of this but because I live

by the saying “do onto others as you would like done to you”, I believe that it is important to give to those who have less that you, as you would like them to do to you.
Another love I have learned.

Something magical occurs when I'm atmy desk and everything the teacher says flows straight into my brain. The feeling of answering a question correctly or solving for x in an equation is more than realizing that I understand the topic. There were hundreds of times where I was given a complicated problem and was told to find x or answer a real world question about elements or DNA. when I attempt to answer the question, it feels like I'm solving a puzzle. At that moment, all that matters is me and that question. The wheels turn inside my head as I figure it out and when I do, the feeling of excitement that rushes throughout my whole body is so strong that it does not subside until I actually leave the class. Currently, I enjoy going into class and learning new ideas and topics and because of this, I consider myself an eager student who is ready for anything the teacher

throws.
Cheerleading was not love at first sight. Most likely because I used to hate cheerleaders. They were too happy, and preppy and loud. Really loud. Before cheerleading, all I knew was hip hop dance. I remember trying out for the team and asking myself over and over again “why am I even here?”. My high school no longer had a dance team and I wanted to continue dance and cheerleading incorporated it. After making the team, I hoped we were going to learn dance routines but then they asked me to hold a 100 pound girl in the air... I told them that I had no strength whatsoever but apparently that is what a base does. few months later I was throwing girls in the air and holding them up with ease. I learned to respect the sport and a year later, loved it. To this day I find new reasons to respect cheerleading and understand that it is a lot more work than people give credit for. Being on the team taught me not to ever underestimate anything and to never turn something down just because it seems difficult, and for that, I do not regret trying out.
I have many things that come together to make up my personality. Volunteering, school and cheerleading all have a special place in my heart and they always will. The activities I do and the things I learn in school teach me something everyday and for that I am grateful.