13/10/2025
Just recently, I met a child who truly opened my heart to what social work really means. She was only four years old small, innocent, and fragile, yet she had already experienced something no child should ever go through. Her mother abandoned her and left her in a plaza, all alone.
When I heard her story, I felt an ache inside me. It’s painful to think that there are families who desperately long to have children but cannot, while there are parents who have the gift of a child and still choose to walk away. Seeing that child made me realize how important our role is as future social workers to be the voice, the comfort, and the strength for those who have no one.
Yes, this field is hard. It’s never easy to see suffering and not feel compassion. But social work reminds us that even small acts of kindness can bring light to someone’s darkness.
So why did I choose social work?
Because I want to make a difference to be someone’s reason to believe that there is still goodness in this world. To be a hand that helps, a heart that understands, and a voice that cares.
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