I'm 13 years old and in eighth grade. I like to rock climb, play soccer, and run track. I've been chosen for an amazing opportunity to go to Nicaragua. On this trip we will be helping at a special needs school. I love to travel places. I'm always looking for new ways to help others. This trip is an awesome opportunity to help in new ways and give me a new perspective on life.
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Life in the light
When the sun rises from the darkness it sucks it up bringing out the life and beauty of the land. This morning the sun magically got me out of bed and ready for another amazing day. On our way to the school the sun was working its magic on the citizens of Rivas. When we got to the school a bus full of students came running. We hugged just about each student holding them tight. I walked to the first grade classroom to find kids playing around. I sat down with Royner who seemed a little quiet. We colored on paper and showed him how to hold a marker. With being able to hold a writing utensil he would be able to build off of that and eventually write. Max who I was working with had brought playdoh which I used to help get Royner hold things. He grasped the playdoh and smiled at me. I went to a corner of the classroom and got two balls. I hit it like a drum and said uno, dos, tres. Royner did his best to copy what I was saying. I kept on encouraging him and eventually he got it. Even a simple beat can help a student learn and be excited about it. A girl named Michelle walked in and punched me right in the stomach. I sat her down on my lap and gave her something to grasp. She used the clay to get some of her energy out. I walked back to Royner and took him out to the swings. While pushing him on the swing I noticed that everything we did for these kids made them so happy and plastered a smile to their faces. After lunch I went to Yahoska's classroom and that's when I met Zulema. Nicole had been working with her by using cards with actions to teach her words. She also would copy actions which helped her learn. The hardest part of any great day is saying goodbye. Today I walked out with Francisco and gave him a huge hug. He lit up like a firework bursting with color. The happiness filled me with joy. I'm already wanting it to be tomorrow so I can see the kids again.
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