Personal Narrative: Mission Trip

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While in high school I had the exciting opportunity and privilege to go on a week-long mission trip to Honduras. This once in a lifetime trip was an awesome experience that was exciting and humbling. I went with a Medical/ Dental mission team that provided healthcare for people that couldn’t afford proper care. My job was to assist the dentists while they worked on patients. My duties included: cleaning instruments, handing tools to the dentist, and comforting patients that were scared to have work done. This trip was a very humbling experience. The people we served were so grateful and thankful for our help. Some even tried to offer us some of their possession as a token of gratitude. On the last day we got to go to a local market where

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