I am a senior, and I realized at the age of 10 that a big interest of mine is helping children, not only young children but all ages. I come from Weslaco, Texas born and raised. My family consists of my younger sister whom is 13 years old, my mother whom is 39 years old, and I am 17 years old. One household filled with three beautiful girls. Growing up for me was a deranged roller coaster, everyday brought a new problem, every other day was a horrible or even worse day, rarely having that wonderful day that every child wishes for. I always did make the best of the day that came, I knew I could do what I wanted to have the happiness in me with a huge smile to come onto my younger sister’s face and mine. Helping children of all ages is a really big deal in this century. Children
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When I was 10 years old, I went through the most traumatic experience, everyday after that kept on becoming worse, more pain in me, crying every night, questioning why did I have to go through all that was happening. I never thought that a child that young could have a day like that happen in their lives, it did happen and was unbelievable. What made it even more painful was knowing I was not alone, my younger sister was a part of experiencing the traumatic day, going through her own pain not letting me help her. I wanted to help her, so she would know she is not alone, I am there for her, she did not let me be there. I continued to try to get her to let me comfort her and make her feel better. Ever since then I have wanted to pursue an interest of mine in helping all children no matter what, that is what I needed the most and did not have at the moment of the experience. So I would love to give back to and every child to show them and let them know that there is someone to make their day better, as little as the difference can make, I am willing to make that difference. Every Sunday of the week I go to
When I was 10 years old, I went through the most traumatic experience, everyday after that kept on becoming worse, more pain in me, crying every night, questioning why did I have to go through all that was happening. I never thought that a child that young could have a day like that happen in their lives, it did happen and was unbelievable. What made it even more painful was knowing I was not alone, my younger sister was a part of experiencing the traumatic day, going through her own pain not letting me help her. I wanted to help her, so she would know she is not alone, I am there for her, she did not let me be there. I continued to try to get her to let me comfort her and make her feel better. Ever since then I have wanted to pursue an interest of mine in helping all children no matter what, that is what I needed the most and did not have at the moment of the experience. So I would love to give back to and every child to show them and let them know that there is someone to make their day better, as little as the difference can make, I am willing to make that difference. Every Sunday of the week I go to