When I think of a stunning place I think of the Dominican Republic. It’s a place where you can hear the ocean waves crashing upon the sand and feel the breeze blowing in your face. Where you can swim in the salty water and take long walks on the beach in the smooth, soft, and cold sand. It’s a place where you can taste the juicy steak and all the tropical flavors filling your empty stomach as you overlook the beach and the joyful tourists having fun on the beach. Where you can wake up every morning to the beautiful beach and turquoise water.
Being an 11 year old, I knew a little about the poverty in the Dominican Republic. I thought it was like most countries where there are some rich people, a lot of normal people who have everything they need, and then the people who live in poverty. Unfortunately, the country is not like that.
A few days after we arrived in the Dominican Republic and we played in the salty water and swam with dolphins we decided to go zip-lining. We got picked up to go, the breeze was blowing in my face as the rain came down like cats and dogs. After picking up almost everyone from the mammoth resorts for almost two hours, we were finally on the road. We drove past a lot of colorful shops with the …show more content…
There frowns and emotions were as big as someone who just experienced 9/11, depressed and scared. We talked to them for a couple of minutes, then we kept driving on our way to the zip-line place on the bumpy roads. Everywhere I looked I could see the beaten down houses where the wood was falling off and the paint was chipping and where the people were just sitting there on the steps of their one-story houses. It made me feel shocked and cheerless that my mouth dropped wide open after seeing all of the houses and the mom, boy, and girl. It was people have to go through this and it just opened my eyes to the other part of the
Being an 11 year old, I knew a little about the poverty in the Dominican Republic. I thought it was like most countries where there are some rich people, a lot of normal people who have everything they need, and then the people who live in poverty. Unfortunately, the country is not like that.
A few days after we arrived in the Dominican Republic and we played in the salty water and swam with dolphins we decided to go zip-lining. We got picked up to go, the breeze was blowing in my face as the rain came down like cats and dogs. After picking up almost everyone from the mammoth resorts for almost two hours, we were finally on the road. We drove past a lot of colorful shops with the …show more content…
There frowns and emotions were as big as someone who just experienced 9/11, depressed and scared. We talked to them for a couple of minutes, then we kept driving on our way to the zip-line place on the bumpy roads. Everywhere I looked I could see the beaten down houses where the wood was falling off and the paint was chipping and where the people were just sitting there on the steps of their one-story houses. It made me feel shocked and cheerless that my mouth dropped wide open after seeing all of the houses and the mom, boy, and girl. It was people have to go through this and it just opened my eyes to the other part of the