I am now into my fourth week as a teacher, which is crazy, because I feel like I have not even touched the actual curriculum yet.
In Honduras, it does not simply drizzle. It is either extremely hot and sunny, or it rains so hard that it feels like the sky is falling. At this moment, the latter is true. I am only half terrified as I hide in my bed and try to ignore the water intermittently leaking on my head.
Dear BECA’s 2016-2017 team,
Santa Monica presented us with a great opportunity this year. It came in the form of a large cement wall covered in paint chips, lining the front entrance to our school. The wall begged us to turn it into something beautiful and after an evening brainstorming, we knew exactly what to do.
By my final semester in college, I knew I wanted to take time off before going to graduate school. I did not have an exact plan in mind for how I would spend my gap years, until I finished my third service trip to Honduras with my university’s chapter of Students Helping Honduras (SHH).