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The sun sparkled high on this specific Sunday morning in Chicago, the weather perfect for the cultural encounter that awaited me. Yet, I was hesitant to interact with a society whose values and traditions differed from mine. I had attended local mosques before, but praying at a Mandir (Temple) was...Tags:
We left the small town of Fosston, Minnesota early one morning. There were 12 of us; 9 kids, 3 adult leaders. We were headed to Galveston, Texas to do hurricane clean up a year after Hurricane Ike hit the shore. Texas wasn't our first stop though. Our first stop was YWAM (Youth With A Mission)...Tags:
As the gates covered in barbed wire opened with a loud creak, I remember thinking that this was not what I had signed up for. I had a short sense of panic when I realized the bus was pulling away from the house to drop each student into his or her own state of isolation. Hastily putting...Tags:
The streets were luminescent with life. Smells of croquetas met yearning nostrils. The fast paced, piquant Spanish dialect was ambient. The air was warm but not humid, and it folded around me, welcoming me home. My ancestors left Spain to join Cortésin his conquest of the Aztecs...Tags:
City girls are usually known to be major girly-girls. They often like to shop, paint their nails, put on makeup, and go out with their girl friends. That is definitely what I consider myself to be, a major girly-girl. Imagine putting an all around girly-girl, like myself, in a small, country town,...Tags:
This past year I was on a competitive cheer team that competes several times throughout the year. We have competed in Anaheim quite a few times, and we have also competed at the Cox Arena, Sports Arena (IPAY One center) and many other places. Throughout the year, I have always had my mom there with...Tags:
As the shore approached, I reflected on the reason of my being here in Mexico. A group of 11 from my home church of House on the Rock had gathered on the shared goal of spreading God's love on foreign soil. We had been received by two missionaries who had been settled there for quite some time...Tags:
The miniature howler monkey clung to its mother’s back as the older monkey undulated through the branches of the twisted tree. With one movement, the mother pushed off the bowing bough and transferred her weight to the powerlines running just beyond the reach of the tree. I watched with...Tags:
The day was beautiful, the sky was clear, and I was in the capital of America: Washington, D.C. Washington, D.C., was bubbling with activity. On the streets, important politicians rushed to meetings; museum workers walked to work; and tourists like me leisurely toured the area. It was remarkable...Tags:
Every few years, my parents have planned a two-week for our family to go on. We are a small family with my parents, my older brother, and I. Our family is nothing extraordinary and while my parents try their hardest to have a good time, there are usually one or two family quarrels along the way. ...Tags: