Reflective Essay On Volunteering

Several years ago, when I was around 10 years old, I started on one of the most impactful experiences of my life; volunteering at a non-profit therapeutic horseback riding center. The Farm, as everyone called it, was a truly magical place where everyone was welcomed and respected. There was something incredibly serene about the Farm, lush green pastures full of beautiful horses, peaceful wooded trails to take the riders through; complete with colorful and creative sensory activities, and the comfort of knowing people were working to change other’s lives for the better, all contributed to the happiness of all who visited. I learned an extraordinary amount during my time there. One thing that became clear was even though the Farm was an accepting place, I discovered not everyone shared the views and acceptance of those at the Farm. I learned sometimes people judge others on their appearance, the way they talk, their age or their abilities. I realized the characteristics and differences I grew to cherish in those with which I worked were perceived negatively by others. I think for a number of people this is because many are uneducated about the numerous disabilities that exist and how they affect those who have them. I believe if those people experienced what I did while I was volunteering, seeing children, teens and adults alike, learn, grow and improve their skills in a multitude of areas, in a safe and supportive environment they would change their view. It shaped my