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Personal Narrative: My Mission Trip To North Carolina
The week that I had been dreading the whole summer was finally here. My dad was making me go on a week long mission trip with my youth group at my church to North Carolina. I didn’t have a problem with going to church, but I did not want to go on this trip. First of all, I only knew a few people from my youth group and definitely didn’t feel very comfortable around them. It was also tough to give up a week of my summer for this. Not only that, but this trip made me feel disconnected to everyone back home for an entire week. Because of all of these things, you could say I was a little uneasy heading into this week. Little did I know this trip would be a life changing moment for me. Now four years later, I’m dreading the fact this will be my last work camp I can attend. Because my dad was able to push me out of my comfort zone, I became closer in my faith, I grew as a person, became more involved in my youth group, and found a great group of friends. My first year had the biggest impact on me. The first challenge that faced me was a 13 hour bus ride sitting around new people. I was very shy around these people and it took me a while to feel comfortable around them. Slowly, day by day I started to break out of my shell and connect with the people around me. Not only did I have to get to know my own youth group of 70 people, but I was …show more content…
I went from not wanting to go on this trip to counting down the days until the next one. I gained so much in my life from this short week. I grew closer in my faith while also finding people who I feel comfortable around and can go to if I need help. I also grew as a person. I was pushed out of my comfort zone and I learned a lot about myself. I became more involved with my youth group at church and made even more relationships here after work camp was over. This short week had the greatest impact on me and I can’t thank my dad enough for challenging me to go on this

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