I came to Costa Rica to teach English. I took a month-long college-level course and am now internationally certified for Teaching English as a Foreign Language (TEFL). Before I even graduated I started sending out job applications, and I landed 6 interviews for teaching jobs. But life had different plans for me, and when I was offered the role of Director of Client Services and Admissions of an intercultural center that offers TEFL courses, Native Spanish programs, English lessons, and International Volunteering and Internship programs as well as Adventure packages, I was hooked and said yes.
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Operating a bicycle-powered coffee depulper in Guatemala |
My job is in Costa Rica but we also have locations in Guatemala and Perú. Therefore, promptly upon starting my job, I took off on a 20-day visit to La Antigua, Guatemala, and Cusco, Perú, to get to know our operations, staff, and volunteering projects in both countries.
I never thought I would be interested in volunteering at all, to be honest. Although I have traveled to 14 countries now, all of my travel has been about experiencing the culture and not lending a hand. It’s been for me.
But I have fallen in love with international volunteering.
In Guatemala, I worked on a coffee plantation, played with girls at a home for sexually abused girls who have been removed from their homes, lent a hand at a home for severely disabled children, worked at a medical campaign at a school to teach kids hand-washing and tooth-brushing and get them medical care, visited a shelter for over 300 dogs and a donkey, checked out a sea turtle conservation project, visited the conservation project at Lake Atitlán, talked in Spanish with the man who runs a construction project about his needs, and handed out snacks and taught English at an after-school program for 97 kids in a place with 3 staff members, none of them paid.
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Playing hopscotch with abused girls |
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Learning hand-washing in a country without potable water |
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Feeding a starving dog an apple because that's all I had |
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Filling eco-blocks with plastic bits for construction filler |
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Protecting turtle nests |
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Cleaning up the lake |
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Giving what we have |
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Helping kids get to school without a bridge |
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Making friends with cheerful kids |
In Perú, I walked 30 minutes on a mud road to play with kids at an orphanage, dropped in on a free evening English class for adults run solely through volunteering, installed drywall in a school with my bare hands, cleaned animal cages at a zoo, talked in a mix of Spanish and Quechua with the leaders of a tiny village in the Sacred Valley, spooned with a monkey in the Amazon jungle (no really), toured two orphanages and discussed their needs with the directors in Spanish, visited 5 medical projects from large hospitals to clinics with dirt floors, and helped coordinate activities at a home for children with special needs.
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Getting splattered with mud on the way to an orphanage |
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Meeting a volunteer host family |
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Working in a tiny village |
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Sleeping with a monkey |
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Being creative with what we have |
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Looking deeper than the pretty surroundings |
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Working with animals |
Even though I would have never thought of myself as a “humanitarian,” I’m addicted to helping out. I have always been very aware of my privilege in this world, but I did not understand the power of actually doing something to physically help out. I thought I was experiencing other cultures when I planned my own independent travel and visited all those countries. Now I realize I was only barely scratching the surface.
Sitting in the Sacred Valley talking with a woman in my sketchy second language and a third language I have never spoken before about what volunteers are needed to do for the village (making dyes and weaving, cooking for workers, working in fields and pastures, making adobe bricks, building houses, and so much more) while she asked anxiously if everything was up to my standards was such a special experience. If I wasn’t involved in a volunteering program, I would have just driven on through and marveled at the idyllic setting. I would have never connected with the quiet and beautiful culture of the Andean rural people.
Holding the hand of the boy with special needs as he struggled to walk around the block at a home for disabled children was eye-opening for me in terms of the availability of therapy and care in poor regions. The fact that he hugged me in thanks afterward was rewarding. Had I not been involved in international volunteering, I might have only seen the pretty church in that neighborhood, and I may not have noticed all the glass and nails in the street that I worked so hard to help the little boy avoid.
Handing out 97 cups of special oatmeal and chewable vitamins to reduce the appearance of white spots on the cheeks of very poor children aged 5-17 due to malnutrition, I understood on a personal level—not an academic one—the incredibly basic needs that are not being met in much of the world. If I wasn’t working with the volunteering program, I would have never seen how happy kids can be even in difficult or even desperate situations.
Volunteering on the coffee plantation gave me the chance to have a long conversation, in a language I am still learning, about the life of a kind and gentle woman who has worked on coffee farms since she was a babe. And painstakingly sorting each individual bean by hand into “buenos” and “malos” helped me appreciate the amount of work that goes into what so many take for granted.
Going to the Amazon and coming across all the landslides and a wreck that resulted in a man’s death helped me realize the fact that merely getting in a bus is taking your life into your own hands.
Watching the sexually abused girls hug the male volunteers in greeting brought home the HUGE impact of volunteering… the fact that the girls would even smile around men is a testament to the change wrought in their lives by volunteerism.
It’s powerful stuff. As a matter of fact, it’s a powerful world.
If you love to travel but have never rolled up your sleeves and volunteered in a new place where people need your help, you should try it. It’s a whole new way of experiencing the world and I can’t believe what I was missing out on all those years of traveling just to see the sights.
Get out there. Get dirty. Get humbled. Get inspired.
Jessie I just want to thank you for letting me in on your special world. You make things so real that have never been real to me. You are an inspiration to me and so many others. I hope to see you again someday if you ever wander back home.
ReplyDeleteSo glad you are getting to have these experiences! I'm sure you'll continue to have some great inspiration through you work!
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