In celebration of Black History Month, we invited colleagues to share their thoughts and stories as proud Red Crossers that make up our inclusive team in Southeastern Pennsylvania. Please note, the views expressed in this article are of the author and not necessarily those of the American Red Cross. Learn more about our culture of mission, impact and inclusion. 

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By Samantha Munro

We never think of ourselves as being part of history one day, let alone our journey. However, it is important to know that you are, and your story can make a difference in the lives of others. Since I’ll be writing from the standpoint of a Black American, no matter who you are or where you’re from, my hope is for you to gain insight and understanding that may help you through your own life's journey. Being Black in America is ever-changing and stagnant at the same time, depending on where you are and who you are around. I've had a variety of experiences, some positive, some negative, and some funny. 

I'll start with a funny story. When I was volunteering on a Navajo Reservation in New Mexico while visiting a school, one of the children, maybe around 6 years ( but don't quote me on that), came up to me and started to rub my forehead. She said, "It won't come off!" I hurried into the restroom to see what was on my forehead, and there was nothing. I quickly realized what it was. 

Later that evening, our group met to talk about the day. I mentioned what happened — might I say that within my group, I was the only Black person there (the only minority). Our group leader understood, she said that I was probably the first Black person she (the little girl) had ever seen. In all fairness, it was also the first meeting of a different group of people of her ethnicity for me as well! I loved my visit, the people, and the culture. I've always wanted to go back, but I graduated as the volunteering was through the United Campus Ministries group in college and thus, I never got to go back.

Like I've said, I have experienced the positive and the negative, but with everyone, no matter what they look like. What I have come to realize is that it's less of a race issue and more of a soul issue. Some people will never like you and will look for something to use against you. Some people don't even realize the hidden prejudices they have. 

This is why I love volunteering. Yes, you are recognized for who you are, your experiences, and with that, you can give back to the community. Volunteering has even helped me in my working life. On the job, you face everyday challenges such as competition; yes, it can be healthy, but it can also be toxic. As anger and rage have been growing throughout the world due to many injustices, that anger can seep into the workplace and manifest in different ways. 

Volunteering is my Soul Food — so ask yourself what is yours? Considering being a volunteer at the American Red Cross will not only bring joy to your life but also to the lives of others.  Sign up today.