Personal Essay On Becoming An Altar Server

As the director went down the line of kids all clad in the same uniform, he announced each of their names while placing a special token around each of their necks. The crowd burst into applause every time. Although it may seem like it, this was no sporting event with championship medals and a swarm of fans enthusiastically cheering for their favorite team. I am reflecting on the day in my life when I believe I became an adult by choosing to become an altar server.
Though I had experienced several activities throughout the first ten years of my life, I had not selected the activities in which I participated. My parents were the ones who, up to that point, suggested different recreational pursuits. They recommended I play soccer, and when the season ended and I decided not to rejoin, my parents thought tennis may be more enjoyable. I took part in tennis and Girl Scouts for four years, but I did not wish to pursue them beyond that. Even though I enjoyed doing the activities my parents chose for me, and I learned principled lessons from them, I had not had the opportunity to choose something for myself. That changed one cold, dark Wednesday in the middle of winter at my religious education class. The director of the
I believe these traits are often developed when transitioning into adulthood, and I was fortunate enough to attain them at a young age. My dedication and hard work enabled me to be promoted to team “Captain” within a year of being inducted. In my position as Captain, I have been fortunate enough to work with different groups of altar servers over the years, and have assisted with training newly inducted trainees. I provide guidance and support, helping them understand the appropriate behavior and duties because it is an adjustment actually performing them in church, in front of the congregation, and not simply in the