With my mother working, I had no transportation to get to activities. I could not do any kind of volunteer work. However, there were things I could do right at school. I had had to work very hard to learn English, so I knew what it meant to struggle. I tutored friends in subjects I did very well in, math and science. In return, these friends were able to give me a ride home.

I would be the first to admit that helping friends study is not as impressive a contribution to society as working for the Red Cross, or at an animal shelter, or some other things my classmates were able to do. However, as my mother said, I played the hand I was dealt, and I believe I contributed to the small community that was my high school in this way. In addition, helping others with these studies...
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