A Gap Year To Remember
Gourma Rharous, Mali
This is my first blog!
For my gap year, I've decided to go to Mali because it's one of the most beautiful but poorest country in the world where we can find high figures of illiteracy and diseases. I wanted to go there to help those people, to teach them new things and it's way for me to expand my horizons. I went volunteering for a school to help children get some knowledge.
When I annouced it to my parents, my father agreed because he found that it was for a good cause. But my mother was worried because a few days before, she had leanrt that many people were dying from malaria and she had search on the net and saw figures that high jolted her. Furthermore, she knew that it was a violent and unsafe country. If that country hadn't been that dangerous, she would have approved. But finally, my father convinced her.
While I was packing, I felt fearful because I was afraid of the unknown. Besides, I don't speak their langage, so it could be a weak point for me. I was also apprehensive beacause I've heard about civil wars, terrorism attacks and abduction. But I'm a very adventurous person, so I sticked to my decision and I wanted to do something meaningful.
I stayed in Mali for nine weeks. I've visited slums, met poor people and learn how they live. I've learnt Englih to children, and I helped families to rebuild their house that where destroyed because of bad weather. I've been to the hospital to see sick children and entertain them.
I've discovered a very generous and friendly nation, a new lifestyle and new cultures. I've also somehow learnt their language. I met people and made some friends. I've realised the chance that I have in life, and that we don't have to always want things, because there are people that don't even have potable water or a house to live. It was an experience of a lifetime.