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It’s six in the morning, my eyes can barely stay open, and I’m staring at a big white van that I’m about to sit in for the next twelve hours. On my way to an impoverished part of Mexico, I did not know what lie ahead of me. Not only had I never been outside of the country before, but the most intense community service that I had ever done was watch kids at a nature camp. This trip was going to be bigger and better than I could ever have imagined. The purpose for this trip was to help build a bible college and give deprived children Christmas presents. I had never done something like this before and I was excited that I was about to make myself useful. I was about to do something that I could later reflect upon and say, “I did that. I helped build that. I made those children happy.” Not only did I fulfill the purpose of the trip, but I also proved to myself that I could make a difference and do something with my life. This trip gave me an encouraging boost so that I now feel as though I can reach for any goal and accomplish it with full confidence.
The wheels were rolling, the music was playing, and everyone was sitting anxiously on the edge of their seats as we approached the border that divides America from Mexico. We were about to cross a line that separates two countries. I wasn’t exactly sure what significance this had for me, but I was quite uneasy. I had never been this far away from my parents, I had never been in another country, and I wasn’t entirely sure if I could keep up with the necessities that this trip demanded. What if I failed to complete a task that was given to me? What if I was too weak and no one could count on me? As we were about to cross the border, all of these doubts rushed into my head and it wasn’t until after we crossed that I got this sense of assurance. As soon as I was no longer in America I knew it. I was on my own, but I was going to make it. I knew that I was now going to be in a different environment with different circumstances and I had to step up to the plate and do my best at everything. I volunteered for this trip and I was going to make the most out of it.
As the week progressed I surprised even myself. I was so on top of things and I never complained, even when we had to take 45 second showers. I returned home with a new feeling about who I was as a person and what I could accomplish. I was so proud that I had taken on this experience and it just went to show me that I can take on new challenges and follow through with all of my best effort.