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January 25, 2016 by The Young Leader

A Costa Rican Adventure

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Day 1

With everyone arriving at different times, today was very chaotic. After the majority of students arrived, which was not until the afternoon, we were off on a city tour of San Jose. David, our local tour guide, showed us all the major historic landmarks of the country’s capital. We went to the first national bank and the first supermarket where we all (except Lilly) bought rubber boots. It was then back to the hotel for dinner, which was rice with grilled chicken and salad. After a very long day, we were all happy to go back to our rooms and get ready for Day 2 of our Costa Rican adventure!

Day 2

After our last “American” breakfast for a while, of pancakes from Denny’s, we were all packed up and got on to the bus ready to head to the “Home Base” or place we will be staying for the next 21 days! On the way, we stopped at a coffee farm, which is in fact the 5th best coffee in the world! We had a tour of the machinery and taste tested coffee beans. We are all now experts in all things coffee! It was then off to home base which we all found breathtakingly beautiful. We met the staff there: Leo (owner), Memo (chef) & Ale, we can’t forget about Brutus and Cala, the two dogs! We learned who our cabin room mates were and had time to settle in before we played games before lunch. After lunch, we underwent an orientation which gave a little insight on what this program had in store for us. Then it was dinner! Surprisingly it wasn’t rice & beans! After dinner we were assigned our mentor groups (Kaylyn or Manuel). We did a short group activity, which was the spider’s web game. Where we would cross our arms and hold two other peoples hands, then we had to try and unravel ourselves without letting go of their hands. It was quite a challenge but we ended up in two separate circles, which isn’t the aim of the game but we all had fun doing it anyway. We finished Day 2 on a great note especially excited for the next day because it would be our first day in the communities!

Day 3

We had a lovely wake up call by Meghan, our director, who was playing music on the loudest volume her speakers would let her! We were down for breakfast for 7 and off in the bus at 7:30 to head to San Bernardo, the first community we would be working in. Upon arrival we were welcomed with a performance by the local primary school kids of a few traditional Costa Rican dances. Soon it was our turn to try. The lucky few, who the kids picked out, got to try on the traditional dress and learn a few moves! We then met Arturo, who is with Green Communities, the group we are working with in the communities. We were separated into two groups: Group 1 was making organic fertilizer with Arturo while Group 2 went with Eduardo, the owner of a coffee farm in the town.

On Eduardo’s farm the group helped dig trenches to prevent soil erosion when it rains. As it is the rainy season, it is very common at this time of year, as we found out. We felt very honored to be the group to help the first farm use organic fertilizer for their crops in San Bernardo. Before we knew it, it was lunchtime! Some of the local women of the town had prepared for us rice & beans with fish and vegetables, the first of many delicious meals they would prepare for us.

After lunch, we had our first Spanish class. To start with the teachers gave us a small exam which included an oral interview and a written test, to see how advanced our skills were. We were placed in one of two groups. Spanish class was soon over and we were off back to home base. We got an hour of free time before dinner and Kaylyn’s mentor group had wifi. After dinner, we had mentor groups then had a group activity, which was a personality test sort of thing, seeing what kind of leaders we are. That ended Day 3!

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Day 4

We had our first “leaders of the day” today, Amy and Hailey. As normal we headed to the service site after breakfast but we got to stop on the way to take a few pictures of the amazing views. We split again into our two groups but switched activities from the day before. Javier and Nacho, two local boys that were working with us, cut us all sugarcane to try. After lunch, we played a bit of soccer with the children that just got out of school for the day. Luckily for us, one of the young girls spoke pretty good English so she helped translate for us! Appropriately it was then time for our Spanish classes that were being held in Santa Maria, the closest town to our home base. During Spanish class, as an activity, we were sent off in pairs to find three different places in the town designated to us and to find out certain information about these places to go and report back to the class at the end of the activity. We all bought milkshakes from the coffee shop in town, which is also the place we toured on day 2. We then headed back to home base where Manuel’s mentor group had wifi for an hour. Dinner was amazing as usual! David from Green Communities did a group activity with us afterwards about the effects of outsiders coming into communities and attempting to change it to fit their personal needs not the rest of the community. After the group activity, we had mentor groups and discussed what we would need for our first excursion, which was white water rafting!

Day 5

Today we had a very early start, 5:30, to be down for breakfast at 6 am and to leave by 6:30 . We traveled to the Guayabo National Monument then to our hotel for rafting. Sam and Emina were team leaders today. At the monument we toured where a native tribe used to be located. After our tour it was time for lunch! The plan after lunch was to go to a park nearby but that was aborted when we got a flat tire. So instead we all played Heads Up in a town center with local students and families finding us all very entertaining! We all decided to get ice cream before we headed to the hotel, with our plans to go to the park gone. During our ride to the hotel we all enjoyed a jam session on the bus to Mr. Worldwide (Pitbull). Once we arrived at the hotel and got our room assignments we had 2 hours of free time. A few of us decided to go see a waterfall nearby with Carlos. We underestimated the time and the intensity of the walk down especially with the muddy conditions, so showering before we went was not the best idea! We ate dinner in the restaurant in the hotel then had our group activity. Our group activity was with us all sitting in a circle facing outside the circle with our eyes closed. Three students at a time would be chosen without the rest of the group knowing to tap the shoulders of people that related to the question she was asking. That concluded Day 5!

Day 6

We all awoke to the lovely sound of the pouring rain, which was the exact opposite weather we had hoped for that day since we were going white water rafting! After a short lie in until 7:30 and breakfast we were all ready for the buses to come and collect us, even if it was still raining. After discovering that the river we had planned to raft on had flooded due to the rain, our leaders of the day, Dennis and Olivia, had to make the decision of where to relocate our rafting adventure to. They decided on going to a different starting point on the same river that was not as dangerous to the new conditions. After a little longer bus ride than expected, a short stop in a local shop and a 20 minute hike downhill we reached our starting point! We split into our rafting groups and were off down the river. A few rapids later we stopped at a waterfall. Our tour guides showed us how to climb up, stand under the waterfall and then we got to slide back down to the bottom. We saw many different types of wildlife, such as frogs, birds and spiders while on our trip. We ate lunch two rapids before the end. It was all spread out on the bottom of a flipped over raft. We had burritos, pineapple and watermelon. After finishing the last few rapids we had the chance to jump in the river and float down stream. It was then time to head back to the hotel to change buses (the Mario Kart we had named it) and drive back to Cedrela. After a few bathroom stops and the odd snack break we arrived back in time for dinner and a short mentor groups. It was a very late end for us today so we all were very happy to go back to our cabins and get some well-deserved rest!

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Day 8

We all awoke to Connor and Lilly’s wake up call, which we all thought we were having another earthquake due to Connor’s loud banging on our cabin doors! It was laundry day today so we all had to figure out how to fit all our lovely dirty clothes into one bag per cabin to give to Leo to get washed. Today for a change we worked on Nacho and Javier’s family coffee farm, digging trenches and square holes for the runoff water. While walking back Carlos pulled up in his pickup truck and we all hopped in for the short ride down to the community center instead of walking 20 minutes downhill back. After lunch we went back to home base for Spanish class. Today’s class today was all about traditional Latin American styles of dance so we spent the time learning different moves to the salsa and merengue. For the last hour we had a zumba class from a lady from Santa Maria. It was great fun but very tiring! We then got an hour of free time before dinner and mentor groups. We got our laundry back, which was not expected until tomorrow so that was a great surprise and great end to the day!

Day 9

Our team leaders for today were Abby and Lauren who all gave us a lovely wake up of running into our cabins full of energy! We all were very excited for today’s breakfast, which were pancakes! Today’s service work was helping make cement to build a sidewalk coming from the primary school to the community center. In Spanish class we went to the kitchen in the school and learned how to make a beef soup which tasted amazing! Arturo was leaving us to go help another group in a different community so we had to say goodbye to him to what we thought was the last time we would see him but we were happily mistaken!

Day 10

After our wake up call by our leaders of the day Jen and Destiny and breakfast we were off to our last day of service in San Bernardo. We split into 3 groups and every hour we moved to a different activity. They were: painting tires, making cement to finish the pavement from yesterday or digging holes for posts to place behind the tire fence. We got to write our names in the cement before it dried so we will always be remembered but personally I think we would be a hard group of people to forget! While cleaning the shovels we all got a little sidetracked with a water fight us GLAers against Javier and Nacho, I think we won!

After saying all our goodbyes in San Bernardo we hopped on the bus and headed into Santa Maria for some coffee and some time to go around by ourselves, with a buddy of course. We had dinner during mentor groups to save some time for our group activity. Tonight’s was a TED video on first impressions and we had a discussion on it afterwards. We finished up the night with watching a few of Javier and Nacho’s Taekwondo videos.

Day 11

After Jamie and Sarah woke us all up and we had eaten breakfast we were off to a new community, Zapotal. We were welcomed with a dance from the children from the local school. Today we got to make eco- bricks for the first time. Eco-bricks are made out of recycled plastic bottles filled with plastic bags, wraps etc. We plan to make enough to build a bench! After lunch w headed back to home base where Carlos and David came to talk to us about consumer products and the linear cycle it goes through. We learned how to lessen the impact it had and became more aware on its effect on our earth. We had a joined mentor groups where we played a few trust exercise games. After dinner we decorated the dinning room with balloons, birthday hats and banners since it is Dennis’s birthday tomorrow!

Day 13

Our leaders of the day Sam and Lilly had decided on a very relaxed day today, which we all needed. We spent the morning at the beach by our hotel where we got to buy souvenirs such as shirts and jewelry. The waves at this beach were much larger than the ones yesterday so we enjoyed watching the surfers and jumping the waves. After lunch at the hotel we were on the bus back to home base. Memo had made us burgers for dinner, which were amazing! We tried ours with strawberries, apparently that’s very popular there, but they tasted pretty good. We had short mentor groups tonight since we were all tired from our day at the beach!

Day 14

We were up at our usual time, 6:30 by our leaders Emina and Connor and off to service at 7:30. We split into 3 groups, 2 mixed cement while the last group finished stuffing the bottles with plastic for the bench. We ended service an hour before lunch so we could play our community soccer game. We had Spanish class in San Marcos, which we got to walk around to visit the bakery. We had mentor groups before dinner, which we all loved since it was pasta! For our group activity we played multiple games such as Queen B and flipping a tablecloth with us all standing on it. We all enjoyed tonight’s group activity a lot!

Day 15

Everyone was woken up to the music of Jen and Olivia. On the way to service we had a pump up session to get us all ready for service today! David and Jonathon gave a little in sight on the history of Zapotal, which was very interesting. We split into our 3 groups again 2 worked in the soccer field to dig trenches to stop it from flooding the other one was making eco-bricks. After lunch we had a small dance party with the members from the community. We made a congo line and had a dance battle! We had Spanish class back at home base where we practiced our acts for the final presentation. We had mentor groups and group activity before dinner. Our group activity was completing an obstacle in groups of 5 while our feet are constantly touching, it was harder than we all thought! After dinner we split into our talent show groups to practice before we were in our cabins for lights out.

Day 16

Lauren and Jamie had us in the bus 6 minutes earlier than usual, probably due to the guacamole we had for breakfast! We worked on the sidewalk and trying to finish the eco bricks. The women of the town performed for us today some dances that we got to join in with. Back at home base we had our last Spanish class where we performed Vivir mi Vida and danced to Carnival. We got to practice our talent show acts after dinner.

Day 17

Sam and Sandra woke us up to our last day of service. We all made eco- bricks till snack time today which finally allowed us to make enough for our bench! After snack we all went down to the soccer field and started mixing cement for the bench. Jonathon helped us lay out the cement and place the eco-bricks on top of the cement layers. We painted the bottles to add a little color to the plain plastic and inscribed our names into the wet cement. We had to say our final goodbyes to the community of Zapotal which was very emotional. We stopped at San Marcos on the way back to home base to get any supplies we may need for our talent show acts later that day. We also stopped in Santa Maria at the coffee shop to get one last coffee. It was then back up to home base for an early dinner before the show. The talent show went great! Nacho & Javier came from San Bernardo, Carlos, Arturo & David came from Green Communities and Jonathon’s whole family came from Zapotal.

Highlights included Meghan and Kaylyn feeding Cala and the neighbor’s dog like they were humans, Nacho & Javier’s staged Taekwondo fight and Connor’s lip syncing to Party in the USA mad the night. As a group, we all performed the Semilla song. It was a great night!


Contributed by Olivia Larder

GLA Alumnus

Costa Rica: Spanish Service Adventure

Filed Under: #myGLA, Official Student Bloggers

January 25, 2016 by The Young Leader

Two Days

Day 2

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“Ask her why she… why she just dropped out of school after 4th grade,” Hungbo, one of my fellow GLA students, says to Mama Simba.

Mama Simba, acting as our translator, quickly relays the question in Swahili to Mama Neema, me and Hungbo’s host mother who speaks no English. Mama Neema looks down and to the side for a moment. She says one word quietly, her mouth hidden behind her worn, wrinkled hand. Mama Simba looks back at us.

No uniform,” she says. “She stopped going at grade 4 because she could not afford a uniform.”

When we leave the compound with her, we pass by a little boy, a member of one of the other host families. He’s wearing dirty pink converse, studded with fake crystals on the toe, laced up to his ankle. He doesn’t seem to have a care in the world that they’re girl shoes- after all, he’s still dressed “smartly”, as the Tanzanians say, in a stained white tuxedo t-shirt.

Mama Neema places her hand gently on my back anytime we get too close to the hectic road; Tanzanians seem to have no need for traffic laws. Mama Neema says something to Revelation, a “local expert” our age that’s fluent in Swahili and English. Revelation explains that Mama Neema has decided to walk behind us in order to prevent strangers from following us.

When we arrive to Mama Neema’s house (an overstatement, as I’ll explain later), we inquire after her 10 year daughter that Mama Neema told us about. Mama Neema calls her daughter’s name loudly, and the girl busts out of a tangle of lush green trees, her friend in close pursuit. She barely slows her run as she hurdles into me, enveloping me in a quick hug. Shyly, she immediately steps back, and only offers Hungbo a small wave. “They are apart of our family now,” Mama Neema explains to her.

Mama Neema shows us inside her home: “Karibu,” she says, the Swahili word for welcome. It is nothing but a small, wooden hut, 4 sides containing an area the size of my parent’s closet; I don’t compare it to that to sound snobby or wealthy, but to explain just how small this woman’s everything is compared to a small part of my life. A suitcase, presumably filled with all of her belongings, sits at the foot of her bed. She ushers us to sit down on the couch,- “Karibu”- the only other piece of furniture in the room. She then sits on the bed, smoothing the quilt as she does so. She is not ashamed. These 4 wood walls, dirt floor, and two pieces of furniture are not just her house- they are her home.

Mama Neema retrieves four eggs from the chicken coop lean-to next to the house, and her daughter fetches a bag and four avocados. She insists on carrying our gift for the rest of the day, which consisted of about an hour of walking, where she showed us the beautiful local lake.

People often think of Africa in terms of stereotypes. That it’s one big country, that there are adorable, but starving, black babies everywhere, that it’s dry and cracked and red and barren. But there are also the positive generalizations to consider, and though they are much observed and over-used cliches, they are still true. These people with so little are so rich in other ways- in generosity, in love, in happiness. Their friendliness is abounding, and opens to us strangers is refreshing. In comparison, America seems tacky, insensitive, cold, selfish, spoiled…the list goes on.

These short flashes of the Tanzanian culture I just provided do it no justice. I cannot possibly capture and convey the hearts of these people. They inspire me to change my ways, and to carry a piece of their culture within me always, even upon my return home.

Day 11

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Yesterday, Sarah, one of my student’s who has chosen me as her favorite, took me to her house. Since the beginning of the week, Sarah had latched onto me- constantly holding my hand, calling me over to look at her paper, finding me as soon as recess began. I have to admit, I was nervous when she pointed to her home and dragged me over. She had given me a sponsorship letter asking me to bring her colors and coloring books earlier in the week, and I thought that her parents might pressure me similarly or put me in an uncomfortable situation; I didn’t want to make promises I couldn’t keep.

But when she gleefully dragged me by the hand to her small house, right next to the school’s campus, shouting, “Mother! Mother!!”, and I was greeted warmly with a “Karibu!”, my anxiety dissipated. Her mother invited me in, and I sat on the worn couch in the crowded living room. A few posters of Jesus hung on the wall, and odd, out of place decorations were smattered around. A fridge stood in the corner, and Sarah’s mother directed her towards it in Swahili. Sarah ran over to the fridge and grabbed out an orange popsicle (liquid since it wasn’t frozen), presenting it to me with a large smile that matched her mother’s. Her mother didn’t speak much English, but she communicated to me with nods and smiles as I tried to convey what a pleasure Sarah was to have in class. Since there wasn’t much to talk about, due to the communication barrier, I prompted Sarah to come play football with me.

As we skipped towards the field, I attempted to tear open the popsicle, and Sarah quickly took it from me to rip it open with her teeth, giving it right back with another one of her charming smiles.
Today, I met her father- they look exactly the same. He teaches English at the school, which probably explains why Sarah is so obedient and listen well. Later in the day, she found me and pressed a Worther’s candy into my palm before grasping my other hand and walking all the way back to home base with me.

As I sucked on the caramel hard candy, and the sugar melted deliciously in my mouth, I realized just how sweet this experience has been- cliche, I know. But the people I’ve met, culture I’ve been immersed in, and experiences I’ve had will forever hold a special, sweet place in my heart- a bit cheesy, but the best way to sum up how positively I feel about my time here in Tanzania.


Contributed by Bailey McNeill,

GLA Alumnus

Tanzania: Heart and Soul of Africa

Filed Under: #myGLA, Official Student Bloggers

November 29, 2012 by Fletcher Walters Leave a Comment

Featured Essay: Ruby Tucker, Ghana 2010. “A Silent Slideshow”

Their faces run through my mind like a silent slideshow that never stops. Whenever there is a gap or quiet moment in the day, I see their exuberant faces, and actually feel their incredible optimism. It is hard to believe that a little school and clinic in Ghana can change a person as much as it changed me, but it did. One of the most transforming experiences of my life was visiting and working in an impoverished school and clinic in Ghana where most of the children are orphaned and have AIDS. As I write, I realize it is a challenge just to express in words how deeply this experience affected me.

As I stepped out of the air-conditioned van and into the hot African sun, I was greeted by a hundred smiling children, all waving at me. I took a deep breath of the dense and heavy air, waving back as the school’s principal and clinic director led me on a tour of the clinic and the school. As I walked through the small stuffy clinic, I saw two nurses standing in the doorway. They were the only staff members on duty. The clinic was hot and dark, with barely any light in the main entrance area. We entered a room with only four small beds, one without a mattress. The clinic director told us a story about a mother who died recently on that mattress-less bed from AIDS. As we moved into another room filled with children lying on hospital beds, I tried hard to control my emotions, but had to turn away before they could see my tears. I saw children lying helpless and sick, without parents or comfort of any kind. The image of two little girls sharing one bed, both looking deep into my eyes as I stood there, remains vivid in my mind.

We stepped outside onto the dark red dirt that led to the school next door. It was lunchtime, and I helped serve the children their meals. Entering one of the dark classrooms holding bowls of rice, I saw there were no desks inside, only chairs. All the children were sitting in a circle, quietly waiting to be fed. I sat on the concrete floor of the classroom, just watching them eat. Nobody spoke; the only sound was the scraping of their spoons against the bowls as they devoured every last grain sticking to the sides of their bowls. I tried to ask for their names in their local language, but they did not understand my poor attempt. Instead, our exchange of smiles became our mutual language. When lunchtime was almost finished, I saw a little girl trying to steal more rice from a classmate.  Another little boy begged his teacher for more water. The room grew louder, and finally all the children began to play. One little girl clung to me. I asked what her name was, but couldn’t hear her mumbled response, so I just smiled and told her I was Ruby. Now friends, she held my hand and we danced and laughed as other children started to surround us. They each begged for my attention.  They grabbed at me, gesturing for me to pick them up and hold them. As I hugged the first one, and then another, I stared deep into all of their eyes and I saw the warmth there, despite their meager circumstances. That image, of their big bright smiles and their eyes filled with love, holds a place of honor in my heart.

The impact of this experience on the person that I am today is profound. This journey showed me two sides of life. On the one hand, I witnessed how unfair life can be. Yet on the other hand, I saw children playing and enjoying life despite very serious hardships. I am still inspired by the love these children found in their hearts for a complete stranger. I came to help and teach them, but they taught me to search for that same inner peace and joy no matter what challenge I may face. This was the greatest lesson of all.

I feel proud and fortunate to have taken this unusual journey, to have had this meaningful experience at my age. It has so far, been one of the greatest accomplishments of my life. Without taking this journey with Global Leadership Adventures as a high school volunteer, I would not have had this incredible opportunity. This experience allowed me to really test my boundaries, make new friends, see a whole other side of the world, and make a difference in someone’s life. The incredible journey I had is, and always will be, a part of me.

Filed Under: Archive, Official Student Bloggers

November 29, 2012 by glablog Leave a Comment

Featured Essay: Ruby Tucker, Ghana 2010. "A Silent Slideshow"

Their faces run through my mind like a silent slideshow that never stops. Whenever there is a gap or quiet moment in the day, I see their exuberant faces, and actually feel their incredible optimism. It is hard to believe that a little school and clinic in Ghana can change a person as much as it changed me, but it did. One of the most transforming experiences of my life was visiting and working in an impoverished school and clinic in Ghana where most of the children are orphaned and have AIDS. As I write, I realize it is a challenge just to express in words how deeply this experience affected me.

As I stepped out of the air-conditioned van and into the hot African sun, I was greeted by a hundred smiling children, all waving at me. I took a deep breath of the dense and heavy air, waving back as the school’s principal and clinic director led me on a tour of the clinic and the school. As I walked through the small stuffy clinic, I saw two nurses standing in the doorway. They were the only staff members on duty. The clinic was hot and dark, with barely any light in the main entrance area. We entered a room with only four small beds, one without a mattress. The clinic director told us a story about a mother who died recently on that mattress-less bed from AIDS. As we moved into another room filled with children lying on hospital beds, I tried hard to control my emotions, but had to turn away before they could see my tears. I saw children lying helpless and sick, without parents or comfort of any kind. The image of two little girls sharing one bed, both looking deep into my eyes as I stood there, remains vivid in my mind.

We stepped outside onto the dark red dirt that led to the school next door. It was lunchtime, and I helped serve the children their meals. Entering one of the dark classrooms holding bowls of rice, I saw there were no desks inside, only chairs. All the children were sitting in a circle, quietly waiting to be fed. I sat on the concrete floor of the classroom, just watching them eat. Nobody spoke; the only sound was the scraping of their spoons against the bowls as they devoured every last grain sticking to the sides of their bowls. I tried to ask for their names in their local language, but they did not understand my poor attempt. Instead, our exchange of smiles became our mutual language. When lunchtime was almost finished, I saw a little girl trying to steal more rice from a classmate.  Another little boy begged his teacher for more water. The room grew louder, and finally all the children began to play. One little girl clung to me. I asked what her name was, but couldn’t hear her mumbled response, so I just smiled and told her I was Ruby. Now friends, she held my hand and we danced and laughed as other children started to surround us. They each begged for my attention.  They grabbed at me, gesturing for me to pick them up and hold them. As I hugged the first one, and then another, I stared deep into all of their eyes and I saw the warmth there, despite their meager circumstances. That image, of their big bright smiles and their eyes filled with love, holds a place of honor in my heart.

The impact of this experience on the person that I am today is profound. This journey showed me two sides of life. On the one hand, I witnessed how unfair life can be. Yet on the other hand, I saw children playing and enjoying life despite very serious hardships. I am still inspired by the love these children found in their hearts for a complete stranger. I came to help and teach them, but they taught me to search for that same inner peace and joy no matter what challenge I may face. This was the greatest lesson of all.

I feel proud and fortunate to have taken this unusual journey, to have had this meaningful experience at my age. It has so far, been one of the greatest accomplishments of my life. Without taking this journey with Global Leadership Adventures as a high school volunteer, I would not have had this incredible opportunity. This experience allowed me to really test my boundaries, make new friends, see a whole other side of the world, and make a difference in someone’s life. The incredible journey I had is, and always will be, a part of me.

Filed Under: Archive, Official Student Bloggers

June 6, 2012 by glablog 1 Comment

Featured Essay: Shannon Lydon, Costa Rica 2011. ~Each Person Offers Something Unique.

Many people claim that the time spent in long, hot showers leads to self-reflection and grand realizations; until my own epiphany in a shower, I would have scoffed at any idea like that. However, my shower was not characterized by boundless, hot water flow but rather by a rushed, icy rinse in a dirty stall.  In fact, I was showering in La Cruz, Costa Rica when I came to my powerful realization.

My three weeklong service trip in Costa Rica was an eye-opening experience for me, but not for the reasons you may think. At first, I was very nervous about going to a foreign country without knowing anyone, and I was even more worried about adhering to a strict diet of rice and beans. I arrived at the airport on the first day to find a tall, flamboyant African American boy wearing his red Global Leadership Adventure shirt, flailing his arms and joining me at the gate. This was Damion, and he, along with 31 other students, opened my eyes to the diverse world in which I live and yet am so unacquainted.

I grew on this service trip because of the people I met and what I learned from each person. The students on the trip came from different parts of North America, from Massachusetts, to Florida, to California, and even Canada. I noticed subtle differences between people who lived within the same state; I found that my life is completely different than the other students who live just a town away from me.  Unlike most of the Massachusetts students, I live a small town and go to an all-girls Catholic school.  Many Jewish, Protestant and Muslim students were interested in my Catholic faith.  Moreover, I didn’t expect to find solace in strangers.  When listening to Damion talk about his personal problems, the passing of his mother has helped me understand and cope with the recent passing of one of my own friends.  This experience made me feel more spiritually and emotionally connected to another.

Individually, each person offered something unique in the group. Yair, from Sonoma, California, shared his passion for soccer. Sarah, from Moorestown, New Jersey, showed off her knowledge of U.S. history, and always included a random historical fact in conversation that was guaranteed to make everyone smile. Jack, from Minnetonka, Minnesota, shared his love for fishing and country music, which earned him the nickname “country bear.”  Rocky, from Oakland, California, impressed everyone with his photographic skills, and never failed to set the mood with his music and speakers.

So, what was my epiphany in the filthy Costa Rican shower stall?  I came to realize that my life has been largely isolated from any kind cultural diversity that is so pervasive in the urban areas of Massachusetts and throughout the country.  Through sharing their varying lifestyles, religious practices, music tastes, or dialects, the students helped me appreciate that a person’s individuality enriches the uniqueness of another.  By stepping out of my comfort zone and spending time with people who don’t look or talk like me, I realized that I encountered as much cultural diversity within my student group as I did in the surrounding Costa Rican community.

Filed Under: Archive, Official Student Bloggers

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