Personal Narrative: Dust, Trash

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Dirt, dust, trash. On our way from the campsite to the worksite, all I saw for hours was debris. A few years ago, my congregation and I traveled to Tecate, Mexico on a mission trip. Our goal was to build a home for a needy family. I did not know what to expect on my way to Mexico. When I got off the bus, the first surprise was the hot climate. Being from temperate San Francisco, the heat stunned me; it was a blistering ninety five degrees. The second surprise were the living conditions and environment. I was surrounded by dirt, run down houses, and unpaved streets.
After meeting the family, we started building the foundation for the house. On my break, I would go hang out with the kids and play soccer with them. However, the language barrier

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