Worst volunteering experience

Volunteering has become one of my main hobbies for the past two years. I am volunteering at school, Red Cross and taking care of children and aged people in different centers. My favorite volunteering is looking after babies and teaching them various activities. Every time I see a child that is full of enthusiasm and is ready to ask millions of questions it triggers me to educate myself to be able to give answers even to the most unexpected questions. Working with kids helped me to realize that all the issues and traumas are coming from a deep childhood and that is the sad side of my adventure. The worst experience of volunteering was in Charbakh. Seeing children that were not living but surviving in the scary reality of insensitive adults was making my heart bleed.
I started to make visits to Charbakh by the end of spring, I was not mentally and emotionally prepared for the hardships I was going to face. Kids I am working with are from unsecured and poor families, where parents don’t pay attention to feelings and education, because they are too busy solving routine issues and trying to afford their children better live, forgetting about the actual need of a child, attention. In fact, kids are abandoned, looking for education, help, love, care, and joy they don’t receive at home. Every time a child hugs me I realize how enormous are the mastabas of care, love, and knowledge I have to provide them with. The huge responsibility fell on my shoulders because I am the one to be a teacher, friend, and parent for children. My task is to create a safe, secure, and comfortable atmosphere so the kids know they are heard, loved, and welcomed. It is emotionally hard and upsetting to see traumatized kinds that are still happy with the thing they have. I do my best to motivate and inspire them, put them on the right path, and light up the sparkles in their eyes again. We worked on it for a long time, we had discussions and talks, and even some kind of therapies in order to overcome everything they had to experience. And now as I see the results, I am proud of tiny hearts full of huge hopes, and brains ready to conquer the world.
This experience wasn’t the worst but in fact mentally the hardest. I hope that all the kids I work with will be successful, mentally stable, happy, and motivated members of a healthy community.

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