Today was one of the more emotional days for our Global Glimpsers. We got the chance to see first hand how locals in Nicaragua live on one dollar a day which is essentially twenty-three cordobas (Nicaraguan currency). For reference, a one liter Coca-Cola costs about twenty cordobas. Take a moment to really reflect on that. These families consist of at least four people and up to twenty. They are forced to stretch every penny they earn.

Your leaders of the day, Breanna and Fatima, have some very personal stories to share.

Breanna: Today, I met with a family that consisted of a woman, Candida, her daughter, and all of their kids and grandkids that ran around both of the homes that they shared next to each other. While I’ve had a few years of Spanish under my belt throughout high school, I was nervous going into their homes because I was nervous that I wouldn’t be able to communicate very well and not get everything that I had hoped I would get from this experience. Early into the day, I remembered that I had purchased a book called, El Mejor Libro de Palabras, or the Best Book of Words, which featured a word with its corresponding picture in English and Spanish. I gave the book to one of the little boys, Carlitos, and instantly his eyes lit up. His smile in that very moment meant 1,000 words. One simple gesture with giving the book to Carlitos and the reaction I got from him completely changed my perspective and reminded me why I came here. We, as students, represent the next generation of leaders for the world. We, as students, are here to expand our horizons and make a move to connect the world. Today reminded me that I personally need to take action in any way I can. I will never forget Candida, her family, and Carlitos. The next time I visit Nicaragua, I will give more than just one book. Today, I experienced a major turning point in my life. This moment for me, will not be forgotten.

Fatima: Our day started by waking up at 5:00 am, Nica style. We went to La Communidad de Prusias. I was with the Espinoza family which completetly touched my heart. There was a large shack with two other small ones in their backyard held a total of twelve family members not including the roosters, dog, and calves. I had the chance to have the little kid in me come out (even more) by playing with the little boys in the family. I learned several things: people are happy with whatever they have, we are fortunate with education, and that there may not be words to explain what everyone experienced. I taught them how to play tic-tac toe, and the kids taught me how to play canicas (hitting marbles together, I sucked.) This family lives on 1 meal that is just rice flavored with about three slices of onion which is supposed to feed the whole family. As the mom was gathering the oil, rice, and onion, Gerald, the youngest, yelled at her “PONLE MAS” (put more oil), which automatically made me think about my mom, and how much food she feeds me. Yet, I can never be satisfied. But, this kid was happy because his mom added a slight more oil than usual. Having a conversation with the mom, she explained that her opportunity to leave the community through traveling abroad was, in a way, prohibited by her dad because he did not let her leave. We constantly complain about how much homework we have, how early we wake up, but we are extremely fortunate. Yet, this is still not a coherent feeling about what I personally witnessed. There is still so much to learn and experience.

Ending the night, there were a lot of strong emotions from every single group member. We all processed this experience differently, yet we were able to share our thoughts in a healthy, constructive way. We all needed a reality check in why we are here, what is our mission, and how do we feel about it? So, when you ask your daughter, son, friend, etc. How do you feel? Just know, there is more to it than just “It went well.”