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  • Hurricane Katrina of 2005 was the third deadliest hurricane in the history of the United States. The total of 1,836 people lost their lives from the hurricane and the flooding. Living in Florida , I have witnessed the hurricane chaos. Never where I live, have I seen a hurricane cause severe damage...

  • The unthinkable happened. I got cold in Africa. It was my third week in the town of Kabala, Sierra Leone, Western Africa. I found myself hiding under the roof of the Sengbeh Guest House along with eight other Sierra Leonian kids from our work team. We had just returned from the worksite at the...

  • I have recently returned from an amazing journey to Peru. This trip was through my high school and was centered on volunteer work and cultural experience. The first week we spent in the city of Chaclacayo at the Hogar which is a home for kids who have some type of physical disability or handicap....

  • People only care about material things. Even in my poor neighborhood, everyone made sure they have the right look by buying Jordan and snap back hats. I begged my parents for everything thing I seen advertised on television. I couldn’t indemnify my needs and wants. But my junior year winter break...

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  • I had a blast in Argentina meeting new people, experiencing new things, and learning about a different culture.  First, my classmates and I went to Conte Hotel and checked in. Afterwards, my friends and I encountered a problem with the check with the front desk where they charged us as a group....

  • In February of 2009, I learned several things about my life, through a trip to Haiti. First and foremost, Haiti is a poor country. Over 80% of the people are unemployed, and have no way to get a job, or provide for their families. I learned that I had won the “lottery of life,” according to my...

  • Sticky beads of sweat trickled from my brow down to my sun-chapped neck as I braved the wrath of the unrelenting Georgia sun. The heat teetered on the verge of unbearable, even surpassing the record-high temperatures of my home state, Louisiana. However, after 531 miles of lackluster landscape...

  • At 16 years old, I looked at my life, and realized I had no clear direction. I was still trying to figure out how and where I was called to serve. So at 16, I made the decision to be intentional, and left for Uganda on June 16th, my 17th birthday.  Flying across several states, I landed in...

  • A sparkling ocean of diamonds were scattered evenly on black velvet in front of us, just for us. The lights crawled up and down boulevards, bioluminescent ants navigating hairline streets, their horns and sound pollution reduced to a whooshing static at 1,250 feet. I imagined a 10,000 ton ape...

  • After packing for days for Teens Westward Bound, the day of departure finally arrived. As my parents drove me to Davidson College, the point of departure, I suddenly began to feel  a monster of nerves rise up inside me. I was about to depart on a trip across America for twenty-three days without...

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