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If you are interested in voluntary work, please consider the following first:


1) Identify what areas that you are interested to volunteer in or what skills do you have that you can best give to the society.


2) See how much time you can devote.


3) Ask yourself what do you expect to gain from the voluntary experience. This will help you hone different skill sets.


3) After identifying no. 1, 2 and 3, then contact the organisations of the areas that you are interested in joining and talk to them on how you can effectively help them.


As a start, it is often best to do simple volunteer jobs, like teaching children, visiting homes, etc. However, if you feel that you would like to undertake greater responsibilities, then please go ahead to explore new avenues.


4) There are already some organisations that provide volunteer training, and this can be an option for new volunteers. One such organisation is the Malaysian Humanitarian Foundation (Tel: 03-22722020).


By: The Editor of Charity Malaysia

This is a very beautiful poem used in a public awareness campaign for the elderly in UK. It was written by an elderly woman before she died in a geriatric ward of a Scottish hospital. A nurse found the poem while going through the womanís possession after her death.


What do you see?

Are you thinking when youíre looking at me,

A crabbit old woman, not very wise.

Uncertain of habit with far away eyes;

Who dribbles her food and makes no reply,

When you say in a loud voice, ďI do wish youíd try.Ē

Who seems not to notice the things that you do.

And forever is losing a stocking or shoe,

Who quite unresisting, lets you do as you will.

When bathing and feeding, the long day to fill,

Is that what youíre thinking, is that what you see?

Then open your eyes, youíre not looking at me;

Iíll tell you who I am as I sit here so still,

As I move at your bidding, as I eat at your will;

Iím a small child of ten with a father and mother,

Brothers and sisters who love one another;

A young girl of sixteen with wings on her feet,

Dreaming that soon a true lover sheíll meet,

A bride soon at twenty, my heart gives a leap,

Remembering the vows that I promised to keep;

At twenty-five now I have young of my own,

Who need me to build a secure, happy home.

A woman at thirty, my young now grow fast,

Bound to each other with ties that should last,

At forty, my young sons will soon all be gone,

But my man stays besides me to see I donít mourn;

At fifty, once more babies play around my knee,

Again we know children my loved one and me;

Dark days are upon me, my husband is dead,

I look at the future, I shudder with dread;

For my young are all busy with young of their own,

And I think of all the years and the love that Iíve known;

Iím an old woman now and nature is cruel,

ĎTis her jest to make old age look like a fool;

The body it crumbles, grace and vigour depart,

There is now a stone where I once had a heart;

But inside this old carcass a young girl still dwells,

And now and again my battered heart swells,

I remember the joys, I remember the pain,

Iím loving and living life over again;

I think of the years all too free, gone too fast,

And accept the stark fact that nothing can last;

So open your eyes, open and see,

Not a crabbit old woman, look closer Ė see me.


Source: NST Style (Shareem Amry, 22/10/00)