I'M BACK!!!!!!!!!!!
Ok, I just had to get that out of my system, haha. I'm in Honduras!!! I got back yesterday circa 11 AM after six hours of travel, got picked up by the cutest man ever named Amilcar, and realized the extreme heat and humidity that I'm about to endure for the next two weeks. I met up with Emily, one of the student leaders who was in Honduras during my spring break trip, and Jess who was a volunteer with me back in March. In true Chi fashion, I tackled both of them.
When I first got to Honduras, I didn't feel like I was really back. It just didn't seem real to me at all that I was in Honduras two months ago, and now I'm back. But it became so real to me when we made that left turn into Las Brisas, the village right before Villa, and at the entrance of Villa, there was Angel, the most eloquent twelve-year-old boy, and he was just genuinely so excited to see that I had come back just like I'd told them I would, back in March. I wish I had that moment on video because it honestly was the best welcome I could've received. I've never been so excited to hear my name before in my life.
All the kids ran and jumped on me, and the excitement was obviously matched, if not surpassed, on my part. I saw little Mario, my six-year-old best friend, and his whole family who always show so much love to me, both in Honduras and back in the states, so it was awesome seeing them again. We were there for a few hours, and all I did was run around with the kids, catch up with them with my minimal Spanish, play games with them, and attempt to pick up 60-pound bags of cement: FAIL. Seeing those beaming faces just lit up my life and my Honduran high is shooting through the roof!
The volunteers are coming today, so Em, Jess, and I are going to the airport in an hour to pick them up! I can't wait to meet them all, and I can't wait to see what this week has in store for us! There are 30 people on this trip, so it's definitely going to be a different experience from my spring break trip, but I'm mui emocionado (I'm amazing, I know) to see what the group dynamic is going to be like. Obviously, it isn't going to even come close to Spring III (miss you guys!!) but it'll still be a fan-fricken-tastic time and I'm excited for another two amazing weeks in Honduras!!!
Time for breakfast! Words can't even begin to express how awesome it feels to be back!!!
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
my life-changing spring break
Hi, guys!
So as most of you know, I went to Honduras over spring break with an organization called, "Students Helping Honduras," and it changed my life forever.
While I was there, I helped build a library and an orphanage for a village called, "Villa Soleada." Villa has been built from the ground, up, by SHH volunteers and men of the village, and it consists of 44 cement houses, this newly built learning center, and an orphanage, which is still in the process of being built. The other students and I manually mixed cement with shovels and hauled it back and forth with wheel barrows and buckets. It was really hard work, especially with the sun beating down on me, but what motivated me to keep working was the men of the village who worked right next to us, never tiring. It was the kids who ran home from school, kicked their shoes off, and shoveled right next to us in their school uniforms, with beaming smiles on their faces.
At Villa Soleada, I played with the cutest kids in the world. Don't get me wrong; all kids are cute. But these kids just radiate with joy and their pores seep with love. These kids don't have much at all, but they have an abundance of love that they share with everyone they meet. It made me realize that if these kids can be so happy with so little, then I can be happy with the life that I'm so privileged to live.
These kids taught me how to open my heart to others. These kids taught me that, rich or poor, people are people. These kids taught me that the life I've been given is a gift, and I should live it to its full potential. They would constantly thank me for the work I put into their village, but the impact these kids had on me is insurmountable.
We visited a state-run orphanage in San Pedro Sula, Honduras and that really blew shit wide open for me. These kids are so hungry and desperate for love, affection, and attention. They want, more than anything, to be freed from the four walls of this prison. At the orphanage, there were two two-week old babies who had been left on the side of the road by their mother. There was a twelve-year-old that wore a diaper who had lived six years of his life, fighting to survive by eating his own feces and bugs. And there was a toddler who sat alone in a room full of kids, with hatred and defeat in his eyes, who wanted nothing to do with me when I tried playing with him. It was an overwhelming experience, but I now appreciate my parents and my life more than ever.
So how exactly has this changed my life forever?
I'm going back to Honduras from Friday until the end of May. I'm going to be a part of SHH's Road Team, driving around to different college campuses in the U.S. promoting SHH, starting SHH chapters, and recruiting volunteers to come to Honduras to have the life-changing experience that I did. I'm going to Honduras in the winter to lead the service trips. This trip isn't just some experience that I plan on stowing away in my box of memories. I'm going to be the change that I want to see, and work my ass off for these little Honduran kids so that they can receive an education and live their lives free from poverty. I want to be a part of something bigger than myself for the rest of my life.
I've decided to start this blog to mark the beginning of the rest of my life (since I just graduated, woo!!!), dedicated to an amazing cause, the beautiful country of Honduras, and a beautiful village of loving people. I hope you guys have fun following me and my Honduran adventures!
So as most of you know, I went to Honduras over spring break with an organization called, "Students Helping Honduras," and it changed my life forever.
While I was there, I helped build a library and an orphanage for a village called, "Villa Soleada." Villa has been built from the ground, up, by SHH volunteers and men of the village, and it consists of 44 cement houses, this newly built learning center, and an orphanage, which is still in the process of being built. The other students and I manually mixed cement with shovels and hauled it back and forth with wheel barrows and buckets. It was really hard work, especially with the sun beating down on me, but what motivated me to keep working was the men of the village who worked right next to us, never tiring. It was the kids who ran home from school, kicked their shoes off, and shoveled right next to us in their school uniforms, with beaming smiles on their faces.
At Villa Soleada, I played with the cutest kids in the world. Don't get me wrong; all kids are cute. But these kids just radiate with joy and their pores seep with love. These kids don't have much at all, but they have an abundance of love that they share with everyone they meet. It made me realize that if these kids can be so happy with so little, then I can be happy with the life that I'm so privileged to live.These kids taught me how to open my heart to others. These kids taught me that, rich or poor, people are people. These kids taught me that the life I've been given is a gift, and I should live it to its full potential. They would constantly thank me for the work I put into their village, but the impact these kids had on me is insurmountable.
We visited a state-run orphanage in San Pedro Sula, Honduras and that really blew shit wide open for me. These kids are so hungry and desperate for love, affection, and attention. They want, more than anything, to be freed from the four walls of this prison. At the orphanage, there were two two-week old babies who had been left on the side of the road by their mother. There was a twelve-year-old that wore a diaper who had lived six years of his life, fighting to survive by eating his own feces and bugs. And there was a toddler who sat alone in a room full of kids, with hatred and defeat in his eyes, who wanted nothing to do with me when I tried playing with him. It was an overwhelming experience, but I now appreciate my parents and my life more than ever.
So how exactly has this changed my life forever?
I'm going back to Honduras from Friday until the end of May. I'm going to be a part of SHH's Road Team, driving around to different college campuses in the U.S. promoting SHH, starting SHH chapters, and recruiting volunteers to come to Honduras to have the life-changing experience that I did. I'm going to Honduras in the winter to lead the service trips. This trip isn't just some experience that I plan on stowing away in my box of memories. I'm going to be the change that I want to see, and work my ass off for these little Honduran kids so that they can receive an education and live their lives free from poverty. I want to be a part of something bigger than myself for the rest of my life.I've decided to start this blog to mark the beginning of the rest of my life (since I just graduated, woo!!!), dedicated to an amazing cause, the beautiful country of Honduras, and a beautiful village of loving people. I hope you guys have fun following me and my Honduran adventures!
If you want to learn more about this amazing organization, you can visit SHH's website. If you want to contribute to this awesome cause, you can donate at my donation page. And i you want to be the change, you can go to Honduras in May, August, December, or next spring!
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