Volunteering

  • A young learner inside the reading room holding her favorite book. The reading room is used by the learners for when their classes are too overwhelming and they need a break. Her favorite book describes the journey of a girl who succeed on her own which reminds her that she is in charge of her future.

    On July 20, 2015, 17 American, Canadian, Ecuadorian, and Irish students departed from Washington DC with imaginations running wild over what they would experience in the Maasai Mara region in Kenya after over 20 hours of plane and bus rides. When my group reached our final destination of our camp...

  • As the plane leaves the runway, I look down at the Chicago skyline below me. The skyscrapers comfort me with their developed construction and urban characteristics. When clouds mask my view, I settle into my seat, hoping that I made the right decision to travel to the country of Latvia.    When I...

  • Playing soccer in Susani, Romania.

    My eyes grew sleepy as winding hills consumed my view, sloping gently into the background with no sign of relapse. I watched as sunflowers danced in the wind and wildflowers mingled haphazardly; the colors of a thousand sunsets in one field. I was awoken from my trance with a jolt as the driver...

  • Ethiopian Gorsha Custom

    While working at my uncle’s diagnostic clinic, I was invited to watch four surgeries at the Addis Ababa, Ethiopia Fistula Hospital. I was nervous and excited to be in such an important place! Even Oprah has a building on the grounds! Stepping into blue scrubs, a blue cap, and blue booties, I fit...

  • Sitting there, looking out the window, I was in awe at the beauty that the world had to offer. I was used to the dull brown desert of Las Vegas, where you’d be lucky to find a single patch of green in your entire neighborhood, yet before me a sea of clouds stretched out in all directions, dotted...

  • Hanging out with the kids in India

    Travelling is a mentality.  Am I willing to start the adventure? Vulnerable enough to step out the door to learn more about others, and, by application, myself?  Not a tourist, but someone on the journey to understand, be challenged, grow and connect with others of different backgrounds. I had the...

  • The splash of vibrant fuchsia mixed in with a tinge of twinkling turquoise and a glimmer of iridescent crimson backdropped with lofty mountains was enough to complete my mental photograph of the incredible beauty that is Pune, India. As I futilely attempted to capture this elusive wonder with a...

  • My favorite Broadway musical is Disney's "Beauty and the Beast." After returning home from being held as the Beast's captive, Belle sings "For now I love the world I see -- no change of heart, a change in me." My change happened on my trip to Guatemala in May of 2015. I was there for ten days...

  • Trash

              My head pressed on cool glass that vibrated my brain within my skull. I took a sip of my water, struggling to avoid biting my tongue as the jolting of the bus bounced me up and down. A girl sat next to me—Noelle, I believe. I didn’t know her; she was from Alter High School, I from Seton....

  • The street we stayed on

    Expresso shots, butterfly kisses, and sticky hugs are what I found in the small village of Villa Clara, Cuba. Culture shock began seeping in quickly, as I walked down the dirt streets littered by garbage and stray dogs. I observed the countless beat up houses with their crooked wooden doors sitting...

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