I feel a calling. Again.
Last month, I spent five days helping to run a camp in the Dominican Republic. I need to do more. Now I know. I need to go back. These kids, this community, they touched me.
When I was in high school, I knew I needed to go to Mexico – to live, to learn, to meet these people I had studied. It wasn’t a whim. I knew I had to become bilingual – I didn’t want to just learn textbook Spanish – I wanted to understand everything about the culture too. Street Spanish. Everyday Spanish.
In college, after spending six months living with a family in Morelia, Michoacán and traveling throughout Central Mexico, I dreamed of going into the Peace Corps or becoming a missionary in Latin America. My professors talked of living among the Mayan Indians in Mérida and of studying civilizations across the globe. “I’m going to do that too,” I thought.
But, life happens. The last 21 years happened.
- Finish college at 21.
- Get the phone call NHS needs a Spanish teacher
- Fight it! “I’m not ready to be an adult yet!”
- I am hired.
- Grad School in Mexico = Grad School Debt
- Marry the Mexican man of my dreams
- Kids (2 beautiful bilingual boys)
- Decide after 21 yrs to leave teaching
- Travel to the DR as a volunteer
My heart needs to help. I dreamed of teaching in the inner-city. I dreamed of building schools in rural Latin America. I want to help build lives, give love, provide skills.
Can I afford to follow my heart? Can I afford to ignore this ache again? I think I know the answer. Can’t wait to see what powerful things are going to happen!
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