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  I once wished to be a volunteer exceedingly, because nearly all the people around me had had a volunteering experience. However, what they told me is that they had an aweful time there and there is no work for them to do. Despite the bad assessment, I still looked forward to taking part in the Good Luck Beijing volunteer group.

  On that very morning, I got on the bus to the National Stadium, wearing the uniform which is not that pretty (Actually, to some degree, it can be regarded as ugly.) But I wouldn’t admit it since the joyfulness has already overlooked everything. The bus was extremely shabby as if it would fall apart at any moment. I thought may be it was produced when PRC was found.

  When I arrived at the National Stadium which looks like a bird nest, I was shocked by its magnificent appearance. I thought everyone would admire its beauty during the Olympic Games. Then I became more excited. However, when I stepped into the stadium, the inside part was not so good as its appearance. It was still decorated. The disgusting smell and cold air made me feel uncomfortable.

  Our boss seemed very pleased to see us and asked us to have a rest. One hour, two hours, three hours have passed. It was the time to have lunch which was not so abundant as I thought before. After lunch, our boss said with a gentle smile:”You can have a rest after your lunch.”Then, there was another long rest until we got on the bus back to school.

  My 6 days’ volunteer job was spent like this. I was quite disappointed with my volunteer experience.