My 2nd Reflection To Christalite Methodist Home

This would be my second time going to the Christalite Methodist Home. I thought it wasn't as fun as the time before, but it was still fun! I will tell you again all the things that happened from the bus to leaving. I hope you like my second reflection!

First I got on the bus, (what other way could I get there?) and it was the shortest ride ever. It seemed even shorter than going to the same place last time. I was very excited and nervous at the same time. I can not explain why I was nervous though. Then we pulled in, and my second adventure begun!

I got in to the entrance of the Christalite Methodist Home and the people who worked there told us to sit down while they got our room ready. Then in a matter of time, the people who worked there told us that our room was ready. We all rushed in to see what our room was going to look like. It was a little strange being in a different room than the one we used to have. Though there was a good thing about the room, it was huge. First we thought it was going to be small, but then the people who worked there started to unlock another bigger room, so that gave us TONS of space.

All of the class started rearranging things, and in about 5-10 minutes we where ready to go! People started coming in. Only one at a time though. Everyone had a least 1 person at their table, but no more than 5. It was sad that only little people came in. Even though a few people came in, we all had someone to work with.

This man came to my table, and Jade and I started to talk to him. He wasn't talking back to Jade and I. Then one of the people who works there told us that that man couldn't see very well, and Jade and I later on found out that he didn't speak english, or any language. (He probably did, but he wasn't talking at all!) Both Jade and I helped that man when this old lady sat down.

 I was surprised that I saw the same fragile, so cute, old lady that I talked about in my last reflection. She was a little more active this time, and made 4 hearts. They were really good too! I thought she did a really good job again because she knew what to do, and she didn't put random things all over her heart. (The only thing that she did differently was she sometimes decorated the heart when the heart was upside down.) She was also confusing. She always wanted everything to be in order. She would make a row of 5 pom-pons, then she would skip a row and do 5 more. I wouldn't think that old people would want to place things in a order. They would just want to scatter everything around. I also gave her a marker, and she did really weird designs with it. She only did one design on all her hearts.

Then this old woman sat down next to where Jade was standing, and Jade really needed help because she couldn't help two people at a time. I was helping that one woman that I talked about in the paragraph above, so I was busy. Alyssa came over and asked if we needed help, and of course, she read our minds! Since Alyssa came over, she helped the one man Jade was helping, and Jade helped the one woman that just sat down. Things worked out just right.

One hour passed by, (but it seemed like 20 minutes) and we had to say good-bye. I was sad. I wanted to keep on helping, but we had to go. I will definitely keep this place in mind. (Especially when I look back at this reflection!) I wish that we had longer time, because only a few people came in, we had plenty of extras, and I would of loved to help out some more! I did hear that everyone was on lunch break, so that gave some explanation to why there was only little people. I loved going, and would love to come back with some more crafts because I think that the people there really like them!