This is my best souvenir from Project Angel 5.
Like most people, PA is not my first experience with community service, yet it was only during this trip that the importance of community service became etched in my heart.
Guess it really takes someone to inspire us and to propel changes subsequently in our lives. Visiting the various Missionaries of Charity (the Charities initiated by Mother Theresa), we saw the plight of the poorest of the poor, physically and mentally handicapped children abandoned by their parents and people lying in rows unable to move from the line that’s heading to death.
Our hearts were moved. But when we saw the lack of concern given to those whom who sympathize with, we felt indignant. How can food be shoved into mouths? How can children smell of urine? How can human life be so undignified, so humbled?
Then, we paused to think.
The caregivers have dedicated their lives to provide for these unfortunate. But the fact is that they are overworked, they have no time, no choice but to only maintain the physical aspects of life.
If we feel so strongly about the value of these extrinsic elements of humanity, why aren’t we providing the time needed to obtain it?
Why aren’t you volunteering?
I now want to.
I will.
Volunteer.