I will never forget Nicaragua.
As part of my 9 day trip to Nicaragua, I worked in a medical and public health brigade. It was absolutely amazing to see the culture and welcoming faces of the Nicaraguans. Unlike Chicago, if you wave to someone on the streets, they will enthusiastically wave back. They were generally wonderful people with some of the biggest hearts I have ever seen.
For example, I was building a sanitary station (as my leader liked to call it), which is a bathroom, shower and sink area for a family in El Limón. They had absolutely nothing. Their clothes were donated. They walked to a pond to collect water from on top of their hill. However, on the second day, they generously made coffee for all of the Americans that came to help them. Without even blinking an eye, they offered such hospitality while knowing they had no money. It was absolutely beautiful and inspiring.
On the medical brigade, we helped 330 people receive much needed medication, which they could not otherwise afford. The profusely thanked us and were very grateful for receiving medication. An average family makes about $150 a month. When we got to Santa Ana, the majority of people did not show up because they were busy coffee bean picking. They worked for 12 hours a day and made only $3. They walked 2 hours to get there. It is absolutely heart wrenching to see these wonderful and amazing people barely feed their family. They don’t even have time to stop by a medical brigade and receive much needed medication because they ware working to feed their families.
On our last day of our public health brigade, one resident said that “Nicaragua will never forget all that you have done for us.”
As I left the country on the airplane, while looking over the country of Nicaragua, I thought to myself “Yo nunce olvidaré a Nicaragua…I will never forget Nicaragua.”