Volunteer Abroad, A Poem and Me

If I had my life to live all over again
I take more chances. I take more trips.
I climb more mountains. I swim more rivers.
I sit and watch more sunsets.
I go more places I’ve never been before.
I have more actual travels and fewer imaginary ones.
If I had to live my life all over again
I pick more daisies
I love more….

But you see, I don’t…

These were lines taken from a poem written by an 85 year old woman dying of cancer. I come across it during my short course in developmental reading in a US University. It touched my life radically. After finishing the course and getting on with life… I vowed to take more chances… love more….made more trips and being a volunteer to help children see the beauty of life just exactly do that.

A teaching volunteer job in Malabrigo, Argentina fulfilled my vow to be part of humanity and leave an unseen legacy. Yes, unseen yet completely satisfying, little yet pertinent contribution to the human race.

From Washington D.C I boarded a plane for Buenos Aires. From Buenos Aires I was jovially welcomed by the agent and the host family. Amidst laughter, inquiries and first hellos, I was then bundled in an old very dependable car going to Malabrigo.

Malabrigo is a very quite town full of surprises. Fancy nights are rare in Malabrigo. Yet one can focus on culture enhancement. You have to meet the children in the school. These children belong to the lower class in the society.

The children’s eyes reflect their burning desire to be part of the society concealed with fear of rejection. Volunteer and help the school or the center mold the children towards a better insight and hope for the future.

After three months of volunteer teaching these kids the basics of the English language, I only not imparted knowledge but shared a moment in life with them.

I smelled daisies, took chances, and took more trips in Malabrigo, Argentina.




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