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Global Reflection
Global Reflection
Global Reflection
During my practicum experience, I was able to devote a bit of my time to a shelter. From
my Sheltering Arms experience with CARITAS, during my first visit, the first hour was a bit
slow and there was nothing for me to do. I anticipated helping women complete job applications,
however, no one seemed to be filling out applications that day. I picked out a puzzle from the
recreation cabinet, sat down at a table, and began working on it. There was one woman there
who seemed to be undergoing psychosis. I was unsure of how to approach her, so I continued
with my puzzle for the time-being. As women began to swarm in, I tried my best to appear
approachable and asked if any of them would like to help me with the puzzle. Two women
wanted to join me, so I was given the opportunity to get to know them a little better.
Volunteering at the shelter allowed me to get to know a few women who were struggling to
make ends meet, overcoming addiction, battling mental health disorders and so much more.
Some of them had known each other for some time, while others were newfound friends. I was
able to speak with all kinds of women. All of these women expressed a wide range of emotions:
happy, sad, afraid, grateful, and numb. I overheard women gossiping. I witnessed a woman fall
asleep at a table due to withdrawal. I did spend more time volunteering with the furniture bank;
The shelter provided women with food, a place to sleep, recreational activities, and
various other resources to help them during their time of struggle. When I witnessed a woman
falling asleep as she was trying to eat, I overheard a few residents talking about her and saying
that she was undergoing withdrawal. This woman was battling addiction. She had almost laid her
head in the bowl of food in front of her before I intervened and asked her if I could help her to
her cot. She agreed so I helped her up and walked her to her bed. It was covered with her suitcase
and other items, so I moved everything out of the way so that she was able to lay down. I noticed
someone who appeared very stressed and asked her if she could help me with the puzzle that I
was working on just so that I would be able to distract her troubled mind.
As I’ve been struggling to balance school, work, taking care of my kids, and maintaining
my sanity, this experience has reminded me that I am not the only one struggling and that there
are far worse problems than the ones that I have been going through. As someone who has
experienced a bit of poverty myself, this experience was also a great reminder of some of the
struggles that I had faced in the past. Empathy is what drives me to become a better person and
help those who are struggling. It is one thing to feel sorry for people who have struggled, but it is
another to know and understand what they are going through. It was important for me to offer
I think the part of this experience that had affected me the most was assisting the woman
who was undergoing withdrawal. Before I had ended my relationship with the father of my kids,
I had experienced a lot of physical, mental, and emotional abuse. This was due to my previous
partner’s addiction to recreational substances. I tried my best to help him fight his addiction and
was patient with him for over two years, but in the end, it was just something that I could no
longer endure, especially with two small children witnessing everything. The opportunity of
giving my time to the underserved community has been a very valuable experience to me. The