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Happiness Amongst the Rain

There is no doubt that winter quarter was filled with more rain than I thought I would see in Los Angeles. Amidst the stress of winter quarter, trudging across campus with wet socks and bundled in 4 different layers seemed to only make the quarter go by slower. However, on a Saturday leading into week 6, it seemed we may have reached a turning point. Myself and 3 other belles traveled through LA this sunny morning to a local elementary school. Upon arrival we were greeted by a volunteer coordinator who showed us to a beautiful garden full of a variety of plants and colorful signs. Along with the other volunteers, we spent the morning weeding and mulching garden beds as well as getting to know fellow volunteers. Despite our aching knees we laughed throughout the morning as we struggled to pull out large weeds. As the event came to a close, light rain began to fall from the sun-filled sky, making the morning all the more magical. Finally, volunteers were invited to join families of the elementary school in a lunch prepared with fresh produce from the very garden we were working in. This day stood out to me among the many gray days of winter quarter, motivating me to finish my quarter strong! Bruin Belles has always been a calm amongst the storm that is our busy schedules in college. Whether it be attending philanthropy events around Los Angeles or discussing current issues with one another, I always leave Belles’ events with a positive mindset and ready to take on the world!

Greta Bishop
Distinguished Belle


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