Personal Narrative: My Journey To Leon, Nicaragua

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Human beings are born to be different. Our body is formed through the genetics we inherit from our parents, while our mind is sculpted through the experiences we learn from our successes and failures. As we age, our identity and actions are constantly being influenced by the environment and people we live with such as the teachers who teaches us how to read and write, friends who provokes us to do ridiculous things, and our family, who cares for us. “When people tell other about themselves, they kind of have to do it in a narrative way-that’s just how humans communicates,” says Julie Beck. Sometimes this narrative is through a story they tell. When people ask me to describe myself, I often talk about how the communities I encountered made me who I am and what I want to become through my stories I experienced in Leon, Nicaragua. It was only a trip that lasted 3 week, yet it felt like a year has passed. During the summer, I had the privilege to travel to Leon, Nicaragua, a city with intense culture and a site that is unimaginable, through a program called …show more content…
It was nearly a 100 degrees and all I could think was the cold ocean wind breezing past my face back at home. But I soon realized this was insignificant compared to experience that would soon come. The program had many challenges we had to face. But one of which impacted me the most, was known as “living like a local day”. A couple weeks into the program a group of seventeen people and I were given the challenge to work as a local and sell as much merchandise as we could. The winner, the one who sold the most, would be awarded with a “special” prize. Being my competitive self, losing was definitely not an option. On the way to the market, all I could think about was how was I going to outsell everyone else. I thought I could maybe attract people by doing some kind of performance or maybe pass out some free samples like at

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