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  • My trip to Honduras in 2010 was unforgettable. I went there with my church to bless the people there. One of the most emotional times there was the orphanage called “Yo Querio Ser,” meaning “I want to be.” All the kids wanted was someone to love them, so I and the others poured ourselves into the...

  • Journal Entry Day 5:             “As I step off the bus into an unknown desolate, I feel warm hands of strangers start to grab onto me.  Even though they don’t know us, bonds were formed instantly. Kids jump with joy as if they know something good is going to happen.”  Even though languages are not...

  • I scuff at the orange dust with my flip-flop and stare at our cinder-brick house. It’s all packed up—my life stowed in Tupperwares tied expertly to the top of our Land Rover.The whole village has come to see us off, and Na Nyima surveying our house doubtfully asks Daddy in Tanda if we really were...

  • I scored a 38 Euro flight from Madrid to Oslo to visit my friend, Kine, in Trondheim, Norway. As the flight touched down, we heard over the crackly loudspeaker, “Welcome to Sandefjord!” Wait a second; I should be in Oslo! Evidently, the cheap flight via Ryan Air took the scenic route of some god...

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  • When I first arrived, I was cranky, exhausted, and annoyed. All I wanted to do was sprawl on a bed and sleep. Jet lag was not working well with me. On top of that, it took us forever to try and find our hotel. By the time we had arrived, I was now thirsty and hungry as well as cranky, exhausted,...

  •   I am proud to say that at the age of 17 I spent my spring break of senior year in London and Paris! Not many teens are given the opportunity to go half way across the world and experience a new culture and new surroundings. I counted down the days until I would board the plane and await a 13...

  •      This summer I did not go to the sandy beaches in the Bahamas or uptown England, but in only eight days I participated in a college tour that traveled back in time through eight states and back, while visiting many different historical black colleges, museums, and landmarks. My journey started...

  • By Hayden Payne        I spent three days of my spring break in Washington D.C., our nation’s capital. My grandmother had always promised to take me someday; her plan coincided with my mom and her partner’s business trip to D.C. Thus my ultimate trip began.    With four other siblings, I was used...

  • A place exists where it is considered normal for children to not have a father present. A place where mothers who cannot find work turn to prostitution just to bring home a few dollars.   A place where a mother will feed her addiction before her children. Where darkness lurks so abundantly that...

  • Touch the World. That is what I aspired to do and what I set my mind on, the day of October 4, 2008. The slogan that was endlessly repeated in my thoughts was a result of watching video footage of an organization called Global Expeditions, which revolves around mission trips for teenagers. On this...

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