Reflection of an Immersion Trip
Before going on the trip, I wasn’t entirely sure what to expect as I had never been on a mission trip before. To be honest, it took a lot of my father’s convincing to finally persuade me to go. However, after the first day, I was touched by the warmth, kindness and happiness of the people there, Even though they have so little in comparison to us; the look of joy on a child’s face as I played with them or read to them is really something I have never experienced before. I realised that it’s the little things in life we take for granted. Street lamps, beds, shower heads and even education. While we dread going to school, they yearn just to have an education. Even though they live a much simpler life than ours, they are still able to find joy in their lives, rarely complaining.This made me think about how wasteful I am in my own life, mindlessly spending money and constantly wasting food. Overall, it changed my perspective on life and I find myself being more conscious about my decisions. It has also spurred me to want to return to make a greater difference in their lives, as they have made a difference in mine.