Reflective Essay About My Missions Trip To Honduras

Between my Sophomore and Junior year, I went on a missions trip to Honduras. During that trip, we did many community service projects: painting a preschool, helping with a after school program, and digging a septic system; but the project that affected me the most was the day we cemented a classroom for a local school. At the start of the day the cement maker broke, so everything, from mixing the cement to carrying it to the location to leveling it, had to be done by hand. About 5 or 6 Honduran men mixed the cement by hand tirelessly the whole day. It amazed me how hard those men worked without complaining. They weren’t getting paid for it yet they worked on and on through the heat and the exhaustion with a smile. Many Americans couldn’t have