Two years ago, I went on a missions trip to Baja California, Mexico. While I was there, I stayed in an orphanage with my church group. We painted buildings, cleaned, and of course played with the children.
One of the days, we traveled to a place called “The Dumps.” It was literally a junkyard, with houses constructed out of old tires and ply-wood. Directly in the middle there was a little church, “La Iglesia Christiana Familia De Dios.” We served the children who resided in the junkyard breakfast out of the church. Although these people lived among other peoples trash, they were the most joyful people I had ever met.
The trip to “The Dumps” was one of my most humbling experiences. It gave me a greater compassion for the youth of Mexico, and a love for the language. It inspired me to want to become a Spanish teacher. Thanks to my trip to Mexico, I will never take anything I have for granted.
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