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Personal Narrative: The American Red Cross
The American Red Cross is the largest nonprofit humanitarian organization providing safety and disaster relief, supports military families, and provides most of the U.S. blood supply. I stand as a Red Cross Everyday Hero, Youth Ambassador, Club President, and youth member of the South Florida Chapter. My Uncle David Meltzer inspired me to become involved with the American Red Cross. When I was 9 years old he shared pictures and stories of his volunteer trips with the Red Cross and that inspired me to make a change and become involved with the Red Cross and I did. Because of the American Red Cross, I learned to become a better leader, by example, network, communicate, plan, and become a better person. My participation has impacted the Red Cross

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