Martha's Table

I went back to Martha's Table in D.C. on Monday. It's surprising that the kids still remember me even though I started flaking in my commitment to volunteer at the beginning of my senior year. When I got there and came to the room of Group D, whose kids i am the most familiar with, Iencountered looks of "who the hell is this guy?" After a few tense seconds, it dawned on the kids who I was. "Hey it's uh.. Suh-..."

"It's Siwei!" I said, finishing his sentence.

The next thing that happened was Jalon challenging me to a game of Dots. It must have been two years since i taught these kids that game, yet they still remember that.

I started volunteering at Martha's Table my freshman year because I was interested in tutoring. I would go once a week, but stopped my senior year because I felt that I had too much on my place to handle. I still feel bad about it. Worse yet, I never really said goodbye to the teachers and kids there before I left for LA. At least now I have my chance to say goodbye. I definitely owe them something because my experience there has definitely shaped my character and allowed me to mature in a way that College Park couldn't. I'm looking forward to returning on Monday.