Last week when I walked into the volunteer office, I saw a table filled with cookies and other treats. I realized it was National Volunteer Week and the treats were for us volunteers. It was the hospital’s way of thanking us and showing their appreciation for us. My supervisor also had made us little cards and gave us treats. It was a nice reminder that volunteers really do matter and we are not taken for granted. The extra effort that my supervisor had put in to make us cards and write a few nice things about us showed her encouraging characteristic as a leader. I felt good knowing that my supervisor had acknowledged the things that I was doing well. It was encouraging for me and a motivation for me to keep up my good work.
Now back to my day actually volunteering. I started by going to my assigned floors. Like most of the times, most of the kids were bedside. I went back to the playroom to find that there wasn’t a single kid there. Usually there are at least a couple siblings hanging out. So after setting up the crafts and games, the other volunteers and I just sat around and started coloring, waiting for some kids to show up. A couple kids did end up coming but they were accompanied by their parents and did not need volunteers to supervise them. So my whole time there, me and the other volunteers just colored. Even my supervisor joined us because it was a slow day. It gave me a chance to get to know the volunteers and my supervisor better. It was almost like the kids were giving us volunteers a day off in honor of National Volunteer Week.