Every year, my family would always give back to the community for everything that we have received, may

it be little
or less. Last year we visited the indigenous people in the mountains of Davao del Norte. I find this very fulfilling and
heartwarming to go to different places and extend a hand to people who are in need of help. With this family practice, I
found my purpose. Personally, I strongly believe that my purpose in life is to serve others. From a young age, my
mother always told me about the many times were she asked for my help around the house, and as expected, I was
always willing to help with open arms. I thoroughly enjoyed helping others in elementary school – whether it be with
homework, looking for a lost pencil, or answering their questions about the book we were reading. Helping others gave
me a sense of accomplishment. Knowing that I could put a smile on someone else’s face, was – and still is, the best
feeling of achievement.

I have always prayed to God to lead me to a career that would enable me to help a lot of people. I have always been
dependent to His greater plan. One may not believe that the purpose of life is to serve others – and that is, OKAY. Our
world is made up of millions of people that all contribute different aspects to our society. Some people may enjoy
being served by other’s, while many enjoy serving those in need in any and every way possible.