By Zach Magnuson
I have experienced very different strong feelings on this trip. First, when we arrived and went to Alter’s friend’s house, I looked out the window and observed many people. I started to feel bad. I perceived poverty, trash, and disease. There was a kid on a wheelchair that was so excited to see us. As we pulled away, he became very sad. Seeing that broke my heart. But day after today that started to fade.
Soon, I felt something else, a deeper feeling. By the last day, I felt very jealous. During the trip, I have felt more love than I tend to sense even back home. I feel awe at the communities here, where people live their lives together, for each other. Everyone tries to better other’s situations.
I like to be barefoot and I can’t tell you how many people have offered me shoes by kids and adults.
I think we can all learn a lot from the people here, especially in our isolated screen-filled days.
Another thing I have noticed is that people take offense if you don’t let them help you. When we went to the village, I saw kids argue over who got to carry our stuff from the van. They make it their job to care.
If I am being honest, we should all step up. I never see this behavior back home. I hope as I try to become like the people I saw here, I can rub some of the love of Senegal off on other people.