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Oct. 16th, 2007

Today I attended an online conference for parents involved in Victoria's online school. It was titled something like Fostering Community and I thought it would be about making social connections for kids. It was more about parents getting involved, but it still had some helpful pointers to resources so the time wasn't wasted; however, the session began with a definition of "community" and then the speaker asked listeners to text in with their results from past efforts in volunteering.

A bunch of people mentioned their coaching, teaching, leading experiences. Fine. They told how great it felt to "give". How rewarding it was. How they felt a part of the group. Well bully for them. Most of my volunteer efforts have sucked but I didn't feel like texting that to the group. I wonder how many other people at the same meeting felt the same. I usually feel as though I am stepping on toes, not helping out. It definitely has never made me part of a community. In fact, the more people I meet the more I like my friends.

I haven't figured out a way to volunteer for anything in a regular capacity here with no reliable childcare, but I'm sure something will come along soon. Whee.


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Oct. 17th, 2007 04:40 am (UTC)
I was under the impression that at least some of your Team Greykell efforts were enjoyable, even though the last one didn't turn out as you'd planned...
Oct. 17th, 2007 05:23 am (UTC)
Yeah, but that's with a group of already-friends.

It's not as if all of my volunteering were horrible ordeals. I usually like the tasks. It's just that I have a hard time inserting myself into a new group of people. It surprised me to see all the text comments today from people who found such rewards in volunteering. I suspect a lot of people are like me but don't care to admit it.
Oct. 17th, 2007 01:01 pm (UTC)
I have become very disillusioned with volunteering. I have made the conscious decision to end all my volunteer work by summer 2008. I can hardly wait.

I'm glad my husband was at the conference banquet with me last Friday. During the dinner, the president of the organization asked for volunteers to help with various things and I almost raised my hand. My husband squeezed my leg under the table and glared at me, as if to say, "Don't even think about it." He saved me from myself.
Oct. 18th, 2007 01:55 am (UTC)
I am in the midst of running the fall book fair and it is going far better than I had imagined in the dark PTO corners of my mind. I can also remember AFI and making snacks to sell to the AARP's that came to watch travel logs at our high school. Not all bad your right.
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