So after my junior and senior years in high school I went to Guatemala and El Salvador with my church, Wooddale. It was an experience that really changed me and part of why I then decided to study Spanish in college.This year, I was able to translate for the same trip that I had gone on a few years earlier. It was great for me to be able to see the growth in my Spanish in this way. During the trip I translated for North American doctor. It was great to be able to use all the medical Spanish that I had learned during the semester. Also, I loved the students who I was able to get know. It really affirmed that I would like to work with high schoolers someday.
I could write several entries about the trip, but mainly I would just like to say that I love Campur. Campur is a town that I went to in high school and was able to return to this year. It's in the mountains in northern Guatemala and it is a very impoverished area. It's always a blessing to be able to work with the people of Campur.After working with the Wooddale group I left for the States. I could have stayed longer but it was necessary to go home and make some money. The pictures are of me and one of the girls from Campur and of a some students from the medical team and me helping translate.










We were blessed to be able to go to Otavalo, a town known for its amazing artisan market, not simply as tourist, but rather as students and as friends of a friend. The husband of the director of our school in Quito is the godfather of some of the children in one of the Otavalen families. We were thus able to go visit their home. They showed us how they weaved, explained to us their marriage ceremonies, and dressed up two of our students in their clothes. After that, we were able to go to the market. It is much harder to barder after knowing a family that lives off the money made in the market. 


