Recently, I wrote about my experience as an AmeriCorps volunteer, learning how to lead students in restoration events. Here’s an excerpt:
“Thursday, March 24. 8:30AM. D-Day. As I paced under the canopy at Farrel-McWhirter Park in Redmond, waiting for the yellow school bus to pull up, I took a swig from my water bottle and recited in my head what I would say. I was nervous, definitely. It was a fear of the unknown, of the understanding that whatever poured out of that bus –”Tweens,” it was rumored– they could tear me apart in a heartbeat, if they wanted to. Would they want to?”
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