Journey to Nicaragua

by Sobowale Olabisi

“Why do I care?” Helping others not just in my community but also around the world has been one of my reasons to live. I have finally had one of the many reason to lead the world or my community. I personally believe in Karma and helping others both locally and internationally hoping it will come back to me. My trip to Nicaragua is an example of my belief in Karma.


Well, I joined a club named “Building with Books” (BwB) which is a non-profit organization that encourages teenagers to get involved in their community, learning about the economic problems of other countries - especially developing countries, and finally, building schoolhouses in order to promote education and erase illiteracy rate around the world “one block at a time.”


I joined this club not because it will look great on my college application, but because it brings joy and happiness to me. Helping other people had made me realize that I can do something to change my community, and the smile and appreciation I get from the people I help is a long lasting blessing that has kept me going in life.


Like previous years, Building with Books takes students and teachers from the United States to developing countries each year with one mission in mind - to help build a schoolhouse. Last summer - 2004, I was fortunate enough to go with other groups of students from New York and Connecticut to help build a schoolhouse in Maderas Negras, Nicaragua. This exciting trip was referred to as “Trek to knowledge.” We traveled from the United States to Central America knowing the poor living conditions there but we were all determined to contribute to education and to help the villagers of Maderas Negras.


We were each paired up with host family, which was part of the experience. It was a great one because you get to live and spend time with a totally new family. Not only that, the living conditions were poor, but it was really peaceful. I had never felt so much peace then when I was in Nicaragua. We were not exposed to all the material things that we were used to in America, but we had a sense of family and community. The coming together as one family and community was great.


I remembered that every night, when we finished working under the heating sun, we would go home and teach our host family - brothers, sisters and parents - how to read in English and in return, they would teach us Spanish. We also worked hand-in-hand with the villagers to build the school. The villagers worked eight hours every day while we worked 4 hours each day. Their enthusiasm to bring education to their children helped us to keep going, and gave us the strength to build the school. It also made us think twice about our life and how we could appreciate the education that we receive here in the United States differently, which in turn makes me sad when I see lots of students throwing away the opportunities they have. Even the parents were willing to learn as much as the children. We found the families bound with the community, and our host families hoping our friendships would last forever.


I would encourage everyone and anyone to help others in their community because they never know what they might do to change their community or the world. As for me, I will continue to help others in my community and I have made it my occupation.


If it is possible for other students to participate in activities like this, I will encourage them to do so because they need to see what is going on in other countries so that they will appreciate what they have, and at the same time, helping to bring about positive deeds to others.

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