Community Service Paper Gerardo Moran

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For my community service, I assisted in a very important duty at a Free Medical Clinic in

West Salem. My main job was to be an interpreter; they meet at a school gym, twice a

month on Saturdays. Patients that come into the clinic were from Americans to Latinos,

to Orientals. I was able to interpret what doctors or nurses where trying to communicate

to the patients. Since the clinic is affiliated with the West Salem Foursquare Church it

was easier to share with patients with wide freedom.

The clinic wasn’t the fanciest, but many people with all types of situations attended there

for attention. As an interpreter I learned to a closer experience the job they do, there I met

Mimi who I got along with very well and experienced some corrections from her side

since she was a professional interpreter who had a mayor experience in the area.

Being the interpreter got me closer into what the clinic’s purpose to their service was, I

understood closer what the actual cause of different health issues can arrive from. As an

example, I met a men called Jesus, who as I got the chance to talk to him, he told me that

he worked on the mountain along with other employees doing the job of cutting pines just

so that he could provide for his family of about 5 children; He had attended there because

of a cause of Fungus inside his toenails.

Unluckily I had to be present when the doctor was examining the men’s feet; I was about

two feet away from it. I was surprised at what the men had done, I tried to picture myself,

not in his shoes….but in his position, I try to find myself doing the same for those that I

love to the point that a disease like that reaches the point where I have to find medical

help. Finally that day was a very high turning point to what he had expected, for he had

asked me to tell the nurse, while he was being questioned, that he had not visited a doctor

for 25 years at least; Jesus was found with a very high score in his blood glucose test, so

high, at the point that it was a considerate of Diabetes.

I shared to Jesus about God very little because of the time, before he had left the place I

explained to him the value of what he was doing and what it meant. He replied to me

saying: “Well, this is what I got to do so mine won’t”. That was the best experience in my

whole entire service.

I enjoyed my service so much at that clinic that I applied to volunteer there every 1st and

3rd Saturday of the month. Thanks to Dr. Marion Reynolds I am able to attend along to

my sister to that clinic where more people go everyday and do my work in sharing and

use my knowledge in a way that can actually help the society.

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