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Personal Narrative: My Trip To Tijuana, Mexico
When recalling eye-opening events that have played important roles in my life that have contributed to who I am today, I remember a trip to Tijuana, Mexico. Along with several members of my church, The Great Samaritan Church, I gathered donations of clothes, toys, and other necessary household appliances to transport to shanty towns in Tijuana, Mexico. The crew consisted of church members, doctors, and electricians, who eagerly contributed to give hope to a disadvantaged community.
On the trip to Tijuana, we visited a small town up in the mountains. The houses in the town consisted of spare parts, metals, wood, and rubber. We arrived at a small community building called El Meson Y La Comida, The Rehabilitation and The Food Center. In this center

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