Capped Off | Ari Kopycinski

With only three official weeks of classes left in the semester, I am very aware of the impact that Alternative Spring Break has had on me throughout the semester and here now at the end. I fully appreciate the lessons that I have learned, and I am so appreciative that I was able to experience those lessons firsthand during our trip to Washington, D.C. I definitely feel that the course for ASB prepared me intellectually for the trip to D.C., but I think that some things need to be physically experienced in order to gain the full emotional knowledge intended. Intellectually, the course was able to prepare me for the facts and figures of the trip. For example, I learned about the sheer numbers of people that experience homelessness and food insecurity in both the greater metro area of D.C. and Wichita, but I only fully acknowledged those numbers when we were actually there.

One thing I think that our class didn’t prepare me for was the amount of child homelessness in Washington, D.C. YSOP began the program by stating that the average age for a person that is homeless in Washington, D.C. is eight years old. That stunned me, honestly, and I wasn’t prepared for that. In my own (admittedly limited) experience, I have only encountered adults experiencing homelessness. From learning this figure, I also learned that gentrification is a huge problem in the D.C. metro area. My first service site was Martha’s Table, and our community service coordinator at Martha’s Table told us that the original location for the organization was once located in what was considered a “rough” part of Washington, D.C. Now, Martha’s Table is surrounded by organic food markets, drugstores, swanky apartment buildings, and even clothing stores and restaurants. Martha’s Table’s target population was, in turn, pushed out of the area as the businesses and apartments moved in, increasing the cost of living, which prevented those that could have benefitted from Martha’s Table’s services from gaining easy access to it. This process made me think about the population of people that are homeless in Wichita, specifically in Downtown Wichita. I have noticed that more and more restaurants and retail stores have moved into Downtown Wichita, as well as apartment complexes and condominiums. This gentrification makes me wonder if Wichita as a city has a plan for the eventual complete takeover of the Downtown Wichita area. This was one of the many things that I recognized in Washington, D.C. that I could apply back to Wichita, but some of the issues surrounding hunger and homelessness were location-specific to Washington, D.C. For instance, Ward 6 in Washington, D.C. is the ward that most people are familiar with: it’s where the National Mall is located, with all the monuments and museums. Wards 7 and 8 are the wards that suffer the most from poverty and food insecurity, mostly as a result of the full gentrification and tourism that run rampant in Ward 6. Ward 7 and 8 are also food deserts, where there are very few full-service grocery stores available, making the food insecurity problem even worse. These facts and realizations made me more aware of my privilege.

Our course taught me about the many ways that my privilege influences me in my everyday life: things that I had genuinely taken for granted were laid bare before me during class and throughout the trip. One specific example that hit me hard was the literacy rate as it relates to hunger and homelessness. I love reading, and I pride myself on my ability to write well, but I had never connected that ability and love with my privilege. Volunteering with Reading Partners at Drew Elementary allowed me to understand my privilege more, and with that knowledge, I will be able to move forward as a more informed service-provider.

Absorption | Ari Kopycinski

Waking up yesterday and today has been both difficult and surreal. Being in D.C. made everything so real from our class that I could see myself in that routine of service every day. To me, coming back home has made that need in the homeless and food insecure community more invisible. I live in a middle-upper-class neighborhood and I work retail that serves suburban moms and retired grandparents, mostly all white. It’s like I’m going into reverse culture shock. 

I still need time to absorb and process all of the experiences that I have gone through, but one thing has been hammered into my brain this past week: dignity. Dignity is where it began at Martha’s Table, and that message has carried itself with me throughout the week in D.C. Whether someone is a person that is food insecure or a person that is homeless or a person that  needs a new pair of shoes, everyone is a person that deserves to be treated with respect and dignity. I knew this subconsciously before going on this trip, but to see otherwise by people that are privileged reinforces the standard that needs to be upheld. Serving someone in a way that allows them to keep their dignity is the only way to serve someone, and serving them according to their standards and needs, not your own wants, is the only way to serve someone. This trip reinforced those ideals in my service life, and I desire to and will continue to practice them. 

I will miss Washington, D.C., and I know that I will return there both to participate in service and to visit it as a tourist, but I am so excited to bring back the principles that I have learned to my own community in Wichita and beyond. 

Van Gogh’s Sore Ankles | Ari Kopycinski

On our last day in Washington, D.C. we were able to explore the city and do a bit more sight seeing before our flight. Our day began before the sun had even risen, and a group of us were able to make it to the Washington Monument to see the sun rise behind the Capitol Building. Then, splitting up, my friend Sandy and I took the metro to the other side of the Capitol Building to go to the Library of Congress, which was breathtaking. 


Aside from the amazing architecture, the Library of Congress also had a few exhibits for us to look through. We went through both in their entirety, and they were an exhibit on Early Americas and an exhibit on Thomas Jefferson’s Library. 

We also perused through the amazing gift shop and met up with our other friend Nibras to go to lunch at Cafe Kimchi. Finally, we took a bus to the National Gallery of Art, and I cannot even begin to describe how beautiful it was there. We were only able to go through one wing of art, but we did manage to bask in the magnificence of both Monet and Van Gogh (my personal favorite artist). 


We took a quick spin around the gift shop and then trekked back to YSOP, where we deflated our air mattresses and shuttled to the airport and onto a plane bound for Wichita. My time in Washington, D.C. has changed me, and it has made me think differently about both service and service-learning. It has also given me extremely sore feet and ankles! 

Next blog will be coming at you from home!

Home Stretch | Ari Kopycinski

 

Our last day of service began, once again, bright and early and cold on Thursday. I was chosen as our navigator, and eventually we managed to make it to our site. We served at Central Union Mission, a faith-based organization that offers temporary living dormitories; free clothing; programs for men that allow them to explore job opportunities, religious identity, and permanent living dormitories; and free meals. Our task was to perform some housekeeping duties for the morning, which included folding linens and making beds. We then received a tour of the facility from our charismatic supervisor, and then we helped serve lunch to over 150 people.


The experience was another encouraging one: those that we served expressed their thanks, as did those that we served with and the staff of Central Union Mission. Truly, it was a terrific way to end our week of service.

After our last service project, we took a little time to ourselves. A few of us, including me, hit up a few of the food trucks parked around the corner from YSOP, and I treated myself to some schwarma. I also managed to catch a quick nap before our final reflection with YSOP. The reflection showed how much our group has grown over the week, both as individuals and as a team. The activities done during the reflection will stay with me, as they’re designed to do. In addition, I believe that I have grown as a person through this experience, and I greatly desire to continue serving anyway that I can in both the Wichita community and anywhere I might be.

To complete our night, we explored in another part of D.C.: Chinatown. We did some shopping, and we got to see all of the Washington Capitals fans preparing for the game that night.


We ate dinner as a team at Clyde’s, a local restaurant next to the hockey rink. It was a memorable last night together, and I am so happy that our team has become so close. We ended the night with gelato and another walk back to our YSOP living quarters.


Next blog will be coming at you from our layover in St. Louis!

Chalk Full | Ari Kopycinski

Today’s service project was both energetic and fast-paced. Food and Friends‘ mission is to foster a community caring for men, women and children living with HIV/AIDS, cancer, and other life-challenging illnesses by preparing and delivering specialized meals and groceries in conjunction with nutrition counseling. Our task was to package fresh and frozen meals based on specialized diets for Food and Friends’ clients. We managed to package over 300 plastic-bagged meals and 250 paper-bagged meals!


The Food and Friends staff were incredibly helpful and encouraging throughout our entire service, but we did not experience any direct service with clients this time around.


The highlight of the day was that our entire team managed to secure tickets to the National Museum of African American History and Culture! The waitlist for the museum’s online tickets is over two years long, so we felt very lucky to have the chance to experience the new museum.

The entire trip to the museum was extremely impactful for me. The museum is divided into layers/floors based on time period.

  1. Slavery and Freedom: 1400-1877
  2. Defending Freedom, Defining Freedom: The Era of Segregation: 1876-1968
  3. A Changing America: 1968 and Beyond
  4. Concourse
  5. Entrance level
  6. Explore More!
  7. Community Galleries
  8. Cultural Galleries

Here’s a few of my favorite photos from my time at one of the best museums I’ve been to!


We also decided to explore the National Mall a little more tonight, and we had beautiful pizza.

I might add a little more detail onto this blog post later on, but I’m extremely tired today, and tomorrow is another day that begins bright and early.

Next blog will be up tomorrow night hopefully! Coming at you from our last (😢) service project.

Mixed Emotions | Ari Kopycinski

Today’s day of service was completely packed full. First, our team travelled by metro and bus from our living quarters located at the Church of the Epiphany in Ward 6 to Drew Elementary in Ward 7. Our task was to assist our supervisor in the Reading Partners Program. Students in kindergarten and first grade attended Reading Partners during our sessions, and I got to work with two boys.


Both were great readers and hard workers, but they definitely tested my patience with constant questions and their short attention spans. Service is sometimes frustrating, but  I felt that the fulfillment and inspiration that these two readers gave me was definitely more than worth it. 


Our last service project for the day was our communal service meal. Our team worked with another ASB Club (from Steven’s Point, Wisconsin) to cook a full meal, set up a dining area, serve the meal, and interact with attending guests by playing board games and eating with the guests. YSOP (Youth Service Opportunites Project) hosted the event at the Church of the Epiphany. Many of my fellow volunteers felt a deep connection with each guest that they served and spent time with, but unfortunately, I did not feel that connection with anyone that I served. What I took away from the evening is that service is incredibly important even if you aren’t feeling the same as others that are serving with you. Thankfully, the dinner went off without a hitch and I get to reflect upon these different emotions that I am relating to my service. 

Next blog is coming to you tomorrow from our next service project! 

Full Circle | Ari Kopycinski

Today was the first day of service for ASB! My group served at Martha’s Table in downtown D.C. Martha’s Table has several different facets to their organization, including healthy pop-up markets that exist in the D.C. metro area, a child learning and development center, after-school programs for children ages 3-18, and an affordable clothing store. 

We were based in the affordable clothing store, also known as Martha’s Outfitters. Martha’s Outfitters offers high-end clothing from various brands that allows shoppers to find clothing that is affordable but also allows the client a sense of dignity. Our jobs included sorting through clothing and housewares and then displaying them on the floorspace of the store. 

At this point in the service, Sandy, Nibras, and I split off from the main group at Martha’s Outfitters to work on another project. We followed our supervisor to the office spaces of Martha’s Table to a tiny room filled with mail and metro cards. 

Before:


Martha’s Table had posted an advertisement for people to send in their old or unused metro cards for the D.C. Metro along with any donations they wanted to send. There were literally thousands of letters containing metro cards–one even sent over 150 cards! Our task was to sort through the mail and organize the metro cards by dollar amount. 

What was amazing was that the majority of these letters and cards were sent by those that attended the Women’s March on Washington, which brought the entire experience full circle for me. I also attended the Women’s March on Washington on January 21st, so seeing so many metro cards that represent the sheer amount of people that attended or stood in solidarity with the March made the entire experience special for me.

Unfortunately, we were unable to completely finish sorting through all of the metro cards, but we did manage to get through all but one box! 

After:


Next blog post will be coming directly from our next service project: our communal service meal! 

T-5HRS til Takeoff | Ari Kopycinski

It hasn’t really hit me yet that we’re actually going on this trip. I’m sure there will be a moment in the airport where I’m like “OH NO IT’S HAPPENING,” but at this point, I’m just going through my usual pre-trip routine of packing everything I don’t need and cleaning every inch of my room and bathroom. I hate coming back home to a messy house, and I love immediately falling asleep in clean sheets after “roughing it” for a couple days. So all in all, today has been pretty chill aside from the stress of packing, and I am really anticipating taking off in the plane today.

The one thing I’m pretty nervous about it how I am going to react and reflect on the situations that we will encounter on this journey. This entire trip is going to be a learning experience for me, and everyone knows that with that learning comes some growing pains. I know that I will not be perfect in my service on this trip and that knowledge has me very anxious. I want to do a good job, but mostly I want to be able to become more cognizant of the people that are enduring these trials of homelessness and food insecurity.  I want to be able to provide service based on their needs instead of my own. This trip is my first step into becoming a better service provider, a better community member, and (hopefully) a better person.

Next blog is coming to you straight from this nation’s capital!

Angela Davis | Ari Kopycinski

I only recently discovered Angela Davis’ story, and it has humbled and inspired me beyond belief. She is an activist, academic scholar, and author (according to Wikipedia), and she is an important figure from the Civil Rights Era, when she was arrested and incarcerated unjustly, as well as for Women’s Rights, LGBTQIA+ rights, disability rights, and overall equal rights activist. Her book Women, Race, and Class is one of the best books I have ever read, and I highly recommend it. I had the incredible opportunity to hear her speak at the Women’s March on Washington, and her speech was moving and powerful (as they always are). She is driven, and she always speaks and writes with conviction and grace. She is one of my biggest inspirations and role models.

the importance of reflection | ari kopycinski

Reflection in relation to service-learning is vital, I think. Why do we journal? Why do we vent to our friends? Why do we pay therapists to listen to us? I think we all desire that understanding of ourselves that can only be achieved by the simple (or not so simple) sorting of thoughts. When we reflect on our actions, speech, thoughts, feelings, that insight into ourselves can make us feel proud, angry, or even ashamed. This is getting a bit preach-y, so I’ll move on.

I think that reflection in general is great, but it is especially essential to service. I haven’t participated in a lot of service, but anything I have done, I’ve always wanted to at least speak with someone about it. Personal reflection, however, is one of the best parts of service, and I think it will be the same in service learning. These blogs are an excellent idea for that very purpose. Written reflection and visual reflection (such as taking photos) could also be useful as personal reflection as well as group reflection.

Group reflection will be incredibly important as well. The people that you share an experience with can greatly influence that experience, and reflecting on service afterwards with those people can help sort out any confusion or overwhelming circumstances. However, I think group reflections shouldn’t be just about talking about your experience and having people respond. In my experience, that can lead to to people patting you on the back, stroking your ego (as our voluntourism article says), or simply ignoring you. By having structure to these official group reflections (reflection in a large group with chairs and a circle and probably snacks aka campfire style), genuine responses and thoughts may be easier to express. That’s not to say that organic conversation cannot garner such results, but people lie all the time, especially to make themselves feel better, so maybe structured questions can  make speaking honestly easier, which would then lead to more organic conversations. (Also, I know nothing, so these are kind of just ramblings about my experience and ideas. I’m sure you all have service reflections figured out down to a science.)

The most important thing to gain from these reflections, I think, is to make sure that we treat all of the people that we encounter with respect and discretion. Reflection can be a great time to tell a story, but if that story undermines someone’s situation, then obviously… that’s not good. Making light of the situations and injustices that we will be faced with can have detrimental consequences, and it is something that I hope to avoid. That is my biggest fear for this trip, as I’ve said, and I hope that our reflections will remain conscious and aware. Reflection is vital, so long as it can stay within this realm of privacy and respect.

P.S. Also, do we sign off on these things?

If so,

– ari

If not,

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