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It feels disorienting to wake up in a simple and foreign village that you've somehow gotten used to, and yet, when you know it is to be your last day, you wonder what life will be like again back home. Has the world changed, have I changed? Here in the village my job was simple, direct students and locals in the task of building homes for others in need. Though this objective was simple, its pu...
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wonderful story Nathan, my friend carmen at work is from the Phillipines she is 64 a nurse her sis is a Dr. they go on medical missions to the Phillipines she too says it is what money can not buy, what she feels when she goes, She has also put a few kids through school and collge. Her sis was ambushed and kidnapped in 07 youcan google it. its interesting her name is Maria Louise Posa she was a human rights activest. I look forward to reading the rest of your blog. love and congats on your upcoming masters...you are living lfe ..still learning and taking care of bussiness...so proudof you