Something
that rally makes me proud to be an American is the way we care for each other
through volunteer organizations. Yesterday on a bus trip with students we drove
by two homes in town and my fellow chaperone said, “I helped build those
houses.” Our local teacher’s union had volunteered its services to the Habitat
for Humanity of the Palouse for help toward building two homes for families who
were in need of homes.
You
can drive down the highways of most states and see road signs of family names
or local organizations that volunteer their time to pick up trash along the
roadside. The local food bank here in my community was started years ago by a
young man working toward his Eagle Scout badge. The baton for care of the bank
was passed to the local churches and now a completely volunteer board operates
the local food bank for people who are struggling to make ends meet. Most of
these organizations are made up of people who see needs that they know can be
met not by individuals, but by groups of people who can volunteer their time
and resources on occasion so that the community can feel the burdens of life
being lifted by others. This willingness to help out others gives me great
pride in my friends and neighbors and it spurs me on to do my part as well.
I
also appreciate the fact that these organizations are able to get political
when necessary to find public funds through their local governments. Much of
our country does not get taken care of at all by our government (in fact, more
often than not, our government impedes our communities) but by our willingness
to help each other out either individually or by volunteer associations. This
is a part of America that makes me especially proud.
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