I don’t know where to start. I’ll start with the most memorable part of my day today. I never knew until today that there was a small house next to the pool, where all the teenage single mothers, their babies, and the assistance lived all together. We went to visit them today. Before entering the house, I was extremely worried. What do we talk about? What are the topics I should avoid talking about? Like this, I was worried about the choices I would make as soon as I was notified I was going to meet them. However, unexpectedly, they welcomed me with one of the happiest smiles. Although they were shy at first, we quickly got to know each other. We played games such as UNO, and also sang karaoke. When the mothers were having fun, the members were there to care for the babies. The babies were SO CUTE. I couldn’t believe it. Reflecting on this moment, I am disappointed in myself. Why did I question this much? Why was I so worried? They were just the same humans as us. It was the stereotype that misled my thinking. After another mentally exhausting moment, we ended the last part of the day with some playful activities that were held by the middle school. We had some writing time, in which I wrote about how grateful I was towards my mother. We did some dancing and singing to Christian music. After all of that, obviously, we had to finish up with some swimming.
