My Trip To The Dominican Republic

It was a hot, searing day as the sun beat down on my skin. The lush green palm trees provided me shade as I sat and observed my surroundings. Children, barefoot and dirty, wearing tattered and stained clothes were running around laughing and playing. Their joyous giggles put a smile on my face and warmed my heart as I watched them.

When spring break began my parents gave me the opportunity to have 2 weeks of spring break, where I would spend the first week hanging out with my and fiends and the week they go back to school I go on a cruise. While I was on the cruise me and my family visited 4 different islands over the 8 day voyage. On the third day on the boat we visited the Dominican Republic, on the fifth day we visited St. Thomas, on the sixth day we visited Puerto )Rico, and on the seventh day we visited are final island Grand Turk.

I’ve always thought of myself as a person who has a interesting background and childhood. My childhood would consist of fails, near death experiences, and anything crazy or out of the ordinary from other people’s childhoods. Most of my days would consist of going to school, seeing something amazing or crazy, go home, and do homework. Occasionally, I would go to the park where i would explore new places or just walk around and try to make new friends. Most of the time, I would just explore my surroundings and enjoy nature as much as I can. Whenever I would go to El Salvador, I would walk around in big forest and enjoy how fresh the air is. The air over in the countryside is pure and makes you feel at peace due how low the co2 levels are in

The people of the Dominican Republic are knowledgeable of their past in order to know what their future might bring. The Spanish settlers gave them their language, as well as their predominant faith. Africans were brought to the Dominican Republic as slaves, bringing their faith, music, and art. Their love of baseball came from the United States troops. Creativity such as music and art is a large portion of the Dominican Republican culture and lifestyle. Their music ranges from forms such as meringue, bachata, and salsa. These diverse forms of music are also combined with jazz, rock, and hip- hop to form a culture of music. The art scene of this country was "discovered" by Rafael Trujillo, who founded the national school of fine arts in

When thinking of my memories it’s as if you were surfing through TV channels. Some making me wish I could go back to that day and relive it. Some I hope I will never have to relive. Most memories make me smile and think of how much I want to be little again. Although at that age, all I wanted was to grow up and live my own life. My memories can range from being at home to being anywhere but home. Although, some stick out more than others. One of those few fond memories is going to the Dominican Republic with my family.

In 2015 my grandmother died. When I received the news I was on the couch and my mother told me “Miguel we have to talk” I was sweating because my mother was so serious and she told me that my grandmother was dead, and in that moment all I could think about was being back in the Dominican Republic, growing up with her, imagining the moments I spent in her house and the mornings that I sat in her living room, watching TV and smelling her amazing food wafting through the pass-through window from the kitchen. Then I snap back on reality and realize the future my grandmother would want for me.

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This paper is about the time I went to the Dominican Republic and Nassau, Bahamas with my family and the wonderful lessons I learned or thought about even more. I learned a lot when I was in those two places because there were a lot of examples of the lessons I learned. Both places are very large and there are multiple people who show the lessons in their everyday life.

If I had to pick on thing that impacted me the most during my high school career, I would have to choose my Dominican Republic mission trips. I got the privilege of serving the Dominicans twice during spring break my junior and senior year. I had served on mission trips in the United States before but I had never been out of the country not even for vacation. Needless to say, the traveler in me was definitely excited about explore a different country and flying over the ocean for the first time. However, this excitement did not compare to the fullness I felt while serving in the Dominican. We had 3 main projects while in the Dominican and each one stretched my faith and my comfort zone in a different way. While we were

This past summer I took a trip to the Dominican Republic. I spent two weeks in a small town called Bayahibe. I went with a group of sixteen people and all of the others were learning spanish in school. I had no prior knowledge of spanish, so I had trouble communicating with the locals. I felt most left out when we took a break from our marine service and held a summer camp for a day. I tried my best to communicate with the kids but I had only been there for a week and had not gotten used to the accent or the language. The children migrated towards the others in my group who spoke spanish. I responded by using clapping, high fiving and hugs while we played games to show the children that they were doing great instead of trying to speak spanish.

"Service is the rent we pay for being. It is the very purpose of life and not something you do in your spare time" - Marian Wright Edelman. To serve others is to minister and help others in various ways; it is not an act to do for show or publicity, but simply to enrich and help the lives of others and your own life. Everyone can serve one another in some form or fashion without even realizing the impact. Over my high school and college career, I have volunteered for a multitude of community service projects, ranging from mission trips, to serving the local HESED house children. Although, out of all of these projects, the one that leaves a lasting impact to me was the mission trip to the Dominican Republic.

Brian turned his stare to Mr. Smith and voiced his displeasure. “Maybe I was not understood, Tim… I want Ms. Loran to accompany Mr. Johnson and me to the Dominican Republic. She can provide valuable assistance to Mr. Johnson since the main language in the country is Spanish, and she is fluent in the language.” I should not be surprised to learn he was aware I spoke four languages, but I was.

When I was in 9th grade, my family went on a missions trip to Nicaragua. This was not an ordinary one though. Instead of just going for a week or two, we went down for six months as a whole family. My parents, my brother, my 3 sisters and I all went into this experience wanting to serve, but not knowing quite what it would look like. When we got there, we encountered extreme poverty unlike anything we had seen here in the United States. While there, we painted countless schools, did art projects at countless others, worked with the local lending libraries, and simply loved on the kids down there to the best of our abilities. When the trip was over, I left with a feeling that I had somehow failed. I felt as though I had not given my all to

One day in early 1996 during one of my parents decided to go and visit one of their friends at their house to see how she was doing. She was practically an aunt to me and my brother. Which at this moment in time was soon to be eight years old and I was a one-year-old. Sometime during our visit, I decided that I had to walk around a bit but I wasn’t expecting it to be captured on film and have this moment around for decades later. Before I was 3 years old my mother loved documenting our day to day. The flash of a disposable camera wasn’t an odd occurrence back then. Some of my oldest memories have been with a camera flashing. The positions and gestures my parents are showing seem to tell all. This frozen moment in time can show what my family

At the end of may three classes will come together and student ill be presenting a senior speech. I'm looking forward to standing in front of students and sharing my high school experience. I know your schedule is incredibly busy because of store inventory but I would honestly love if you could make it. You have sacrificed so much for our family, and I don't know what I would do without you. I know sometimes I act stubborn and prideful but I thank you for still staying by me and not given up. You taught me to be strong, that I can accomplish anything I set my mind to, and there is no one else I'd rather invite. I really hope to see you there and hear my accomplishment because they're all for you.