In the 2nd grade class that I mentor, there’s a little boy named Timmy. Timmy is suspected to have an undiagnosed case of ADD making it extremely difficult for him to focus and extremely easy for him to pester the class. Because of this, one of my daily tasks is to sit with Timmy and just “make sure he does his work.” As I’ve done this day after day, I’ve discovered that Timmy is one of THE sweetest boys I know and is actually very bright. It’s become apparent though, that his life at home is anything but decent. I’ve found myself praying for him at night, asking God what I can do to help him. He has so much potential and I’m worried that because of his perceptible personality and problems at home, he will never get the chance to fully blossom. All he needs is a little extra time and attention by someone who cares. I’ve been so strongly impacted by this little boy and realize there are many others like him, that through much prayer, I know that I need to pursue a degree in social work. All I want with my life is to help others. In my short 18 years, I’ve discovered that service is the most wonderful gift from God. I know that He loves all of His children, and I feel that I was put on this earth to help even the most innocent come to know and feel of his everlasting love.