How was the journey and what did it mean to me?
The rewards of this choice were beyond measure. Every morning, when I walked into the children’s home, a bunch of happiness came running towards me - they hugged, loved me, and made me feel as if I was one of them. Being with these abandoned children, I learned to value the little joys of life. And later, when I went to the underprivileged school on the outskirts of Nairobi and met Mamma Grace there - I was touched by her love and compassion. As I cooked for her 350 kids in the school, taught them, and played with them, I realized how it feels to do even a bit for others, without expecting anything in return.
A journey of stories and connections:
Choosing a volunteer trip to Kenya also provided me with a chance to connect with the local community on a profound level. It wasn't just about observing from afar; it was about becoming an active participant in the lives of the people I met. I immersed myself in their stories, their struggles, and their triumphs. In turn, they welcomed me into their world, sharing their traditions, cuisine, and culture in a way that no tourist experience ever could.
This mindful approach to travel brought a deeper appreciation for the interconnectedness of our world. It reminded me that my actions, however small, could have a ripple effect that extended far beyond my own life. I left a part of myself behind, intertwined with the lives I touched, creating a legacy of compassion and empathy that would endure long after I returned home.