Reflective Essay On Lipcomb University

During the summer of 2015, I drove to Lipscomb University’s campus with my mandatory khaki shorts and a positive attitude. I knew it was an honor that I was given the chance to attend Volunteer Girls State, but I had no idea to what extent. I grab my bags, walk to registration, and instantaneously get fixed inside a cloud of smiles, greetings, and positivity. It was almost overwhelming just how cheerful the atmosphere was, but it was tremendously refreshing. I told my mom goodbye and glanced over my busy itinerary with my roommate just before heading to the first of many Davis City meetings. I was a very outgoing child growing up, but once I reached the age of 14, I became pretty introverted. However, as soon as I walked into the room containing 40 girls my age, I decided that I was not going to be timid. Not here. Something in the atmosphere just felt so comforting, yet eerie. It was as if these girls had been my friends for years, and I knew that they were going to accept me. I, as a new and improved extroverted person, decided to run for city councilwoman and try out for the Girls State choir. The negative

Each day, we would get a few hours to learn songs that we would sing at the assembly that night. It was on the fourth day that we began learning patriotic songs. That Thursday, we left the campus and drove to the VA hospital. As I walked through the doors and entered the waiting room, I immediately saw the faces of sorrow, distress, and concern. We formed into our lines and began by singing God Bless America. Straightaway, weight was being lifted of these people’s shoulders and they began to smile. We went on to sing to our veterans that were hooked up to dialysis machines. Seeing this shattered my heart into a million pieces, however the smiles that I could see on their faces mended it all right back together. This experience that the choir gave me was something so very