Personal Narrative: A Trip To Haiti

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Just last year, Dylan and I traveled to Haiti on a missions trip. As you may know, it's one of the poorest countries in the world. When we were beginning our descent on the airplane, I thought about how little roads and how poor the housing was. We drove through chaotic roads and rubble filled alleys, until we reached the orphanage. New Life Children’s Home is a safe haven for kids who lived in the mountains a couple miles north. These kids were neglected, sick, beat, starved, etc. and they were saved to live here. Once we got arrived, we met a very joyful little kid named Moise. Moise followed us as we checked out all the super cool places where they live, there are separate houses for little boys, older boys, and there's a girls house. Since these kids have no parents or siblings, they love to get hugs from whatever guests show up to the campus. So once we walked into the younger kids houses, they instantly swarmed us, wanting to play. After that, we went to the older boys house. Inside, there was a huge, cheap tv, so all the guys could watch soccer. In Haiti, soccer is like a religion. It is heaven, the only escape from their harsh
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Thanks to New Life’s help, Lovence's Dad has gotten better and come to Christ, as many of the other villagers have. After we dropped off the rice, we headed to the water storage, and we saw that the sources were dry, and we prayed for rain. After that, we needed to go to the house we were going to sleep at. But to get there, we had to go up a super steep hill. Naz turned the car up as fast as we could go, and we rolled back down. We tried again, but still no luck. Finally, everyone except for Naz moved to the back of the truck to make the weight easier. By that point, around 30 Haitian villagers were gathered to see a what a bunch of Americans in a truck were doing. Luckily, we made it up the hill and went to the house to

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