beijing Olympic in My Heart
Our long wait will soon be over as it will soon be 2008 for the dream we have long cherished for years to become a reality. And our expectation grows stronger with every passing day.
A few years ago, I was no more than an onlooker who kept eyes closed on this scheduled grand event as I had not any opportunity of joining it. To join such an event was remote and I would have to work very hard if I wanted.
N othing could match my joy when I was admitted to Beijing Sports University. It is in Beijing where the Olympic Games will be held. And here, in this university, there are facilities for all kinds of sports, and in the Department of Science, the most practical treatment for sports injuries is learned. So I began my dream of volunteering for the Olympics.
I want to be an assistant physical therapist to help athletes, to meet famous coaches, and to know advanced rehabilitation techniques, yet I felt terribly dejected when I was assigned to do media-related work. I grumbled to my friends about the lack of fairness, and I even phoned my teacher to tell her about my dissatisfaction. But when I called my father, it was his words that finally calmed me down. I suddenly realized how narrow-minded I was.
He said I was not to be blamed for wanting what I liked to do, but being a volunteer does not mean doing what one likes, but doing something regardless of payment, reward, or any form of benefits. It is a laborious job that requires both a passionate heart and a rational mind. One is expected to do any particular work, just because it needs to be done. So, whatever it is, I have to accept it and take the responsibility.
Yes, voluntary work can be of any form. It can be as simple as saying a warm welcome to a foreign friend to make him/her feel at home, or as easy as showing a stranger the nearest bus stop or stadium, or even as monotonous as carrying meals or water for some Olympic staff. Though often ignored, such work still has to be done.