Personal Narrative: Ephemeral Trip To Bahamas
I never realized how lucky I was to be granted such a stupendous life until I saw the poverty some people live in. Over the summer, I was fortunate enough to be able to take an ephemeral trip to Nassau, Bahamas. It was much different than I imagined it would be. I remember walking around and almost being frighten to leave my parents sides. There were natives on every street corner trying to con their way into you spending money on their fake product; there were people going through the trash looking for food; there were people sitting on the street with all their belongings tied up to their bicycle street. You could just tell this country was nowhere near as advanced as the United States. It was nothing like the pictures and it got me thinking of the gloomy lives these children will have to grow up in and all the opportunities that they don't have available here.
While I was there, we took this …show more content…
It didn't take long for the natives to notice that none of us knew how to play well. This little girl with the prettiest eyes asked if she could play with us. Being the kindhearted person I try to be, I didn't think twice about my answer. She joined the game and all her friends were on the sideline, not only cheering her on with alacrity, but cheering me on, and my sister on, and my brother on. Next thing I knew, we were all rotating positions and switching in and out so everybody got a turn. It was so much fun. Everyone was so gracious and pure. It was almost like I escaped from the corrupt, technology ran environment in which we live in today. It made me realize how these wonderful kids shouldn't have to live in such poverty. They should be able to have a roof over their head every night and always be able to have clean water and food to eat. They should be able to have the opportunity to go to college, to earn a degree, and become whatever their heart desires for them to
While I was there, we took this …show more content…
It didn't take long for the natives to notice that none of us knew how to play well. This little girl with the prettiest eyes asked if she could play with us. Being the kindhearted person I try to be, I didn't think twice about my answer. She joined the game and all her friends were on the sideline, not only cheering her on with alacrity, but cheering me on, and my sister on, and my brother on. Next thing I knew, we were all rotating positions and switching in and out so everybody got a turn. It was so much fun. Everyone was so gracious and pure. It was almost like I escaped from the corrupt, technology ran environment in which we live in today. It made me realize how these wonderful kids shouldn't have to live in such poverty. They should be able to have a roof over their head every night and always be able to have clean water and food to eat. They should be able to have the opportunity to go to college, to earn a degree, and become whatever their heart desires for them to