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The Summer I Grew Up


In my early years, the world consisted of me, myself, and I.

Later on, many considered me to be extremely shy.

During my high school career

I discovered various hobbies which helped me escape my fear

of stepping out of my comfort zone.

The summer before senior year I walked across a stepping stone

which allowed me to grow and mature:

I achieved the Girl Scout Gold Award which was a huge undertaking for sure.

While on a church youth group visit to Kidz Harbor, a foster home, I noticed the facility lacked structured activities for art. 

I decided to compile age-specific art curriculum for the children there, hold an art day at the home with various projects, build a wall where projects could be displayed, and construct a mobile art cart for easy storage and access of art supplies; all of which developed my leadership part.

I have become more comfortable in my role 

as a leader, looking back on the effort my project required as a whole.

It was necessary to clearly communicate with twelve volunteers 

and solicit donations from community organizations and even peers. 

I had to meet with business professionals, exercise time management, fulfill a goal,

and manage a project independently, being the sole person in control.

The Gold Award was challenging, but was worth the time and effort to be able to make a positive impact on my community.

I am glad to have taken such an opportunity. 

Many girl scouts fail to achieve this award but it is truly beneficial to personal growth.

I realized the importance of helping others in need and making a difference both.

I relied on my own skills and intuition to carry out 

a service project which touched many lives and improved my character without a doubt.

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