Words cannot adequately describe how amazing this CAS activity was. I came into this incredibly determined to plan an experience that I would remember forever and truly enjoy. I wanted to return to the country I loved, Honduras, and give back to the people that had left their handprints on my heart. This nation and this people deserve the world, and so that is what I gave them; at least, my small representation of it.
I wanted to plan an entire service trip by myself, raising money, collecting donations, booking tickets, etc. so that I could bring to Orfanato Pedro Atala something unforgettable. I wanted to prove that I was responsible and dedicated to my word and my dream. I wanted to reiterate to myself the love that I have for Honduras and its people, and to help underprivileged children to enjoy all I could possibly give them.
And I succeeded. I realized every one of my wishes for this journey. I undertook this challenge with great zeal and made a mere plan into a vibrant reality. I planned EVERYTHING, every step of the way. I figured out logistics, I payed my way, I raised money, I collected donations. I asserted myself as an adult, a responsible individual who is not afraid to chase what he wants to do. I was committed to my idea and persevered through miserable nights working to get money, days after days of tedious arrangements, and parents who weren't so hot on the idea. I gave joy to impoverished orphans living in the Third World. I was so proud of this accomplishment.
Being at the orphanage, even though it was only a day, I felt the happiest I have ever been. The small gift I was able to give to these kids affected them so greatly. Every single one of them was smiling, rejoicing in what little they had. They had so much fun creating the mural, which will serve as a lasting memory of such an amazing day. It's difficult for me to even count this as CAS because I feel like everyone should just have the natural inclination to go spend time at Honduran orphanages, whether it be for school credit or not. I enjoyed myself thoroughly, and I spent time with a rich and wonderful people who benefited me just as much as I helped them. They taught me the simple lesson of appreciating what you have, not desiring more simply for the sake of possession.
This trip was unforgettable, and I learned so much about myself. I learned that I am a responsible, driven young man who can fulfill his ideas and plans so long as he remains dedicated to his dream. I strengthened my love for a country, so simple but so unlucky. I began to decipher my individual ideology, which I now know is based off the root idea of being happy with what you have. Enough with complaining, people. Look at us. We are blessed, each and every one of us.
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