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Meals on Wheels: A Classic Belles Experience

Spend time in Bruin Belles Service Association, and you will hear that Meals on Wheels is a “classic Belle event”. Let me tell you why. Since the very beginning, Meals on Wheels has held a special place in my heart. They have a great mission- assisting the elderly by delivering specialty meals that they cannot get themselves. They also have heart- Meals on Wheels is run by amazing people and dedicated volunteers. Since first volunteering fall quarter of my freshman year, I have made an effort to help out every quarter during time at UCLA. I am in awe of how the employees and volunteers work tirelessly for their community. It has been a blessing to meet and get to know the other people who volunteer their time. Many volunteers have driven the routes for years, and still continue to make time weekly to serve Meals on Wheels. I have worked alongside a woman over ninety years old, a retired electrician, and a musician (just to mention a few). Each has spoken into my life, giving me encouragement and wisdom they have learned throughout their life. Meals on Wheels is a classic, special experience, not only because of the people we serve, but also because of the people we serve with.



Nicole Albanese
Distinguished Belle
Fourth Year Bruin Belle

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