When I first joined KKN, I thought it would be just another academic requirement. I expected the usual things: a checklist of tasks, reports to submit, and maybe a few group photos to mark the occasion. What I didn’t expect was how much it would open my eyes, not only to the surrounding community but also to myself and the privilege I carry.
Our KKN location was not in a remote village. It was an ordinary neighborhood, one that felt familiar and easy to adjust to. But within that everyday environment, I encountered people, stories, and experiences that taught me far more than anything I had learned in a lecture hall. I realized that the opportunity to pursue higher education, which I once took for granted, is still out of reach for many. I met people my age who had to give up school to help their families survive. I met parents who dreamed of sending their children to college but did not know how to make it happen.
Through these moments, I became more aware of how fortunate I am. Studying at a university is a privilege that not everyone enjoys. During KKN, I was reminded of the responsibility that comes with that privilege and the importance of using it to serve and uplift others whenever possible.
Another thing I truly valued was my KKN team. I feel incredibly lucky to have worked alongside people who were not only competent but also kind, supportive, and genuine. We helped each other through every challenge, whether it was organizing community programs or simply adjusting to our new surroundings. They were more than just teammates. They became a little family during those weeks.
Perhaps what struck me the most was how much I learned about human nature. I observed how different people communicate, respond to pressure, and express empathy. I interacted with individuals of all ages, from children to elders, and each interaction taught me something new. I learned to be more patient, to listen more, and to adapt my way of speaking and behaving depending on the person and context. This experience reminded me that communication is not only about language, but also about sensitivity, timing, and respect.
In the end, KKN was not simply about fulfilling academic duties. It became a journey of reflection and personal growth. I stepped out of my comfort zone, not by going somewhere far or unfamiliar, but by being fully present in a community that had so much to teach. It reminded me that everyone has a story, and those stories can reshape the way we see our own lives.
KKN gave me the opportunity to learn more about the world and about myself. And for that, I will always be grateful.
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