Recently, I had a day in which I had volunteer my services to a day care. The one I chose was Brunis day care center located in the Bronx. I was only there for approximately five hours and in such little time I learned lot and encountered many situations.
             As I entered the building and through the colorful hallways, I felt very nervous there were many decorations and little chairs around. I felt like if I was in a world where only small people lived; I felt like a giant. As I was being assigned to a room, there was this little girl who looked at me with fear in her eyes, I tried to smile but she said "stranger". I suddenly froze, I realized that I was indeed a stranger, not only to this child but to this experience I was about to enter. Thankfully, the director of Brunis day care called me and said "Jose, follow me to playroom A102".
             As I followed her we kept passing rooms and rooms filled with children's. Some where playing with each other, other sitting on the colorful puzzle piece rug, and others crying. We finally reached the room where I will be assisting the teacher.
             It was cozy room, A102. The director blew a whistle; silence and sudden stillness covered the room full with small people and little furniture. She than began: "class this is Mr. Jose , he is going to be here with you for a few hours. He is here to help,
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