
Going into the village of Bombita, I knew I had to prepare myself for what was in store for me. It was heartbreaking seeing some of these small children with no shoes on their feet, ripped clothes, and lacking the luxuries we take for granted in America. Yet, through all they’ve been through with the little they have, they still held on to one valuable thing… their happiness. These kids weren’t complaining, instead they were running around smiling, laughing, and taking care of one another.

My groups mission was to give back to this strong community. Some of their houses had no roofs and I unfortunately had to see someone sitting on top of a pile of dirt calling that their “home”. To help, we built roofs and painted some houses, planted greenery, and my favorite part: loved on the orphans.

Throughout this trip I realized how amazing it felt to give. I noticed one of the girls who had been with me a majority of the trip had worn flip flops that being held together by a piece of tape. I put my shoe next to hers to check if we were the same size. It was a perfect match. I knew I would later be taking my Nike shoes off my feet and giving them to her. Her face was priceless as if she had never received a pair of decent gym shoes. It was so worth it. Then, not expecting anything in return, a similar experience happened to me like in Lisa Leonard’s blog. On the last day, these three girls in the picture came up to me to say goodbye. Not only did they give out hugs but actually were the ones to give ME a gift. They are the ones who had so little, yet willingly gave to me, who had so much. It’s something I will never forget.









