I didn’t want to do it
I didn’t want to be the leader of a girls’ organization and have to plan social activities, fundraisers, and community service projects. There was nothing wrong with the organization; I just didn’t enjoy the culture of it. I had been brought in because I could play the piano, then had been elected to a post that culminated in this top position my senior year in high school. By that time, “I didn’t want to do it” was putting it mildly.
When I talked the whole thing over with Mom, she left it up to me to decide whether or not to quit. Once I decided to go ahead with it, she was always ready to support me when needed.
At first, I felt I’d made the right decision, because quitting would have been difficult for the morale of the organization—especially the younger girls. But then I discovered that it was the scheduled year for an inspection by an official of the parent organization, which I would have to handle along with my regular duties.
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