The visit to the Zion home of the aged taught my many things about the life of the others. I realised that my life is a lot more privileged then many of the people in the home, which spurs me to help the less fortunate more often. I have also learn to treasure my life more, and to stop complaining about many minor things.
The thing that stands out the best is when some of the old folks in the home broke down into tears when they were talking to my other classmates. This made me realise how dejected these people were, and how much in need of love these people were.
I would enjoy saying involved in the community when i grow older, as I want to help the less fortunate people more often, and experience for myself how much my help means to them.
