On the Wednesday last week, our school organized some volunteers to help elderly people in
a gerocomium. We helped the elders clean their clothes and the floor. They told us about their experiences when they were young. I thought this job was tiring, but we both felt happy. In such a short time of getting along with these elderly people, we realized that we should take care of them well, and respect them as well. Time flied, we had to say goodbye, and promised to visit them next time