The One About a Day for Dillon
Hi Molly, avid readers, occasional ones, and most definitely, welcome to all of you newcomers!
Today has been perhaps one of the most tiring and yet most rewarding days I have had here at USC. I've been talking a lot about volunteering and the many opportunities available to do so here with Community Service Programs (CSP) and Carolina Service Council (CSC), but today was perhaps the most special to me of all the events that I have participated in all year. I think that it might have been even more special than the program that I planned last October with my committee. Today was just quite an eye-opener, and it was really a great experience.
Have you guys heard that the state of SC is one of the lowest in ratings of education? I have, and I've actually griped about this one...but man was I whining about the most trivial things about my high school. My classmates and I used to complain about the lame early to late 1990's video that we used to watch in our classes. We used to whine about taking notes because our teachers couldn't make copies because they didn't have a paper budget. We complained and whine about being the last graduating senior class in the original Southside High School building, while the classes after us will be occupying the newly built one.
Well, have you guys ever heard of Dillon, South Carolina? I've lived here in this state for almost 9 years, and I've never known about this area. I never knew that an area in the US, where my family has had the great idea of the American Dream, could exist.
About a couple of years ago, CSP created a program called "Day for Dillon." Dillon, South Carolina is one of the rural areas here in this state that has had lots of trouble within their education system. Not enough resources, not enough buildings and spaces, not enough teachers, not enough time, pretty much not enough of anything. USC students volunteer to attend this event, and on a first-come-first-served basis, 60 students ride on a bus to Dillon and watch the video titled Corridor of Shame to begin their journey that prooves to be quite the experience.
When we got to Dillon High School, we were greeted by faculty, staff, and students with some welcoming smiles. They were so grateful we were there, and even though I had to wake up at 7:30 in the morning and ride a bus for almost 2 hours to get there only to work and clean for hours, I just knew it was the way I wanted to spend my Saturday. Due to limited spaces in their facilities, they have had to convert their boy's locker/shower room into a book storage room. It was a cramp space that had accumulated a lot of dust, and it also meant some pretty stinky boys after gym. They finally made room, and that's what we ended up working on. We cleaned rooms, set up shelves, organized books, and did all sorts of other stuff. Another group went to a neighboring elementary school and painted because apparently the building needed it.
Besides doing back-breaking work, my favorite part was having lunch. And no it wasn't because they served as fried chicken, mac-and-cheese, green beans, and chicken bog**. Although the food they served us was great, lunch was probably my favorite part of the whole experience because I got to hang around some of the high school kids and talk to them. They had so many questions about what college life is like. Some had some awful and discouraging experiences and were not so determined about pursuing college anymore, but we talked. We exchanged e-mail addresses, and I hope to keep in touch. Maybe be their big sister. (Okay, big lil sister as they were definitely at least a foot taller than I am. Being taller than a 4'11 girl isn't too hard to pull off!)
The students made me feel inspired. They made me feel good about serving their community. They made my afternoon shower feel great because I knew that all that dust and dirt was work that they were going to benefit from. There's nothing better than that warm and fuzzy feeling of goodness!
Well, I hope you guys are having a great Saturday. Be pro-active and serve your community. A true Gamecock doesn't just have garnet blood flowing through his/her vein...a true Gamecock has a heart of gold!
Catch y'all later on the flipside, Gamecocks!
**P.S. It was my first time having chicken bog. I've never even heard of it before. Apparently it's a Southern thang! I'll make a separate post some time to get you non-Southerners up to speed!











