Inspiring children to volunteer starts at home. Children typically follow by example. I know that is the case with our family. My mother, who went to Duke University on scholarship in the 1950s, could have done anything. She chose to help found Women in Action and became a social worker—working many years with the underprivileged and protecting abused children in Durham. She was, and still is, involved with several charities and I grew up gathering my old toys, going to drives, and driving along with her to deliver food or goods to families living in some of the worst slums in the South. It’s what we did. Because of that, in college, it just came naturally to volunteer at shelters, work with the elderly, and accept requests for various activities, including sleeping in the streets to protest the treatment of the homeless. I’m sure I would have done few of those things without her as an example. Today, I try to continue with a few activities with my six-year-old son—but I admit I could and should do more.
But getting children involved in volunteerism doesn’t have to be a huge leap. In the end, as parents, we really want to foster a charitable heart. If you are just considering your first venture—there’s no need to sign the family up for a week-long trip to Africa with your local church. Baby steps are always the best route, says Judith Symonds, a philanthropic advisor.
A simple charitable act can typically be found through your child’s school. When my son was only three, his preschool in Atlanta sponsored various women and children’s shelters and all the families would buy presents for the children or gather up suits and business attire for the women. Instead of just buying all of this on my own, I would drive my son to the Genesis Shelter every time—as I remember how meaningful that was for me as a child. William would help me carry in the bags and then he’d always ask about which children the toys would be going to. Inevitably, we began to do this throughout the year and the director would tell us what the children there wanted or needed and William would rush home and try to find the items he had. Here in London, my son’s school also sponsors a charity that supports young mothers and their children during the holidays and William will go with me to buy the toys again this year—it’s a good reminder of what the holidays are for.
