I tossed a ragged slab of PVC off the roof into a pile of refuse lying on the ground. I could not bare the West Virginian heat any longer. Tiny black spots danced on the corners of my eyes as I held on to the ladder for dear life fearfully making my way to solid ground. I lugged my sweat-saturated body over to my jug of water and Canon camera recorder. Throughout the week, I compiled photographs and video clips from my third mission trip. After snapping a few final photos, my team and I packed up and headed back to the community center where we spent the nights. I immediately opened my laptop, made some final edits and posted the documentary. Within hours, this video became the most watched video on my blossoming YouTube channel.
After a considerable amount of thought on how I would go about producing this documentary, I determined I would attempt at putting a face on poverty and wealth inequality in the United States. Logan County, West Virginia, where my mission team was assigned, is the epitome of wealth inequality. Mansions sit next to dilapidated mobile homes on nearly every local road. Prior to becoming a missionary, I had no knowledge of the …show more content…
We arrived at the extremely battered mobile home to a ferocious pitbull protecting her week-old puppies. We got straight to work without even meeting the homeowner. After an hour, he poked his head out the door and gave us a wave. His voice was muffled but his beaming eyes spoke for him. At first, I was nervous to ask him if he would be featured in the documentary. I had already told my team and taken some footage. I worked up the courage to go inside and ask him. He sat on the dusty couch watching an old cowboy flick. We engaged in some small talk. He had a beautiful smile, despite his missing teeth, as well as a very gentle aura. I finally asked him about the documentary and all the nervousness I had prior to talking to him seemed pointless. He was
After a considerable amount of thought on how I would go about producing this documentary, I determined I would attempt at putting a face on poverty and wealth inequality in the United States. Logan County, West Virginia, where my mission team was assigned, is the epitome of wealth inequality. Mansions sit next to dilapidated mobile homes on nearly every local road. Prior to becoming a missionary, I had no knowledge of the …show more content…
We arrived at the extremely battered mobile home to a ferocious pitbull protecting her week-old puppies. We got straight to work without even meeting the homeowner. After an hour, he poked his head out the door and gave us a wave. His voice was muffled but his beaming eyes spoke for him. At first, I was nervous to ask him if he would be featured in the documentary. I had already told my team and taken some footage. I worked up the courage to go inside and ask him. He sat on the dusty couch watching an old cowboy flick. We engaged in some small talk. He had a beautiful smile, despite his missing teeth, as well as a very gentle aura. I finally asked him about the documentary and all the nervousness I had prior to talking to him seemed pointless. He was