Want to know what it might be like to volunteer abroad?
Omprakash volunteers have been posting stories, photos and even videos from their time abroad since 2007. We now have an extensive collection of personal stories from volunteers who've worked with our partners abroad. You can browse through the most recent stories below or use the category selection tool to narrow your search. Alternatively click on the Stories tab for each organization we work with to see specific accounts from a particular organization. Be careful - you might lose a couple hours of your day in here! Happy reading.
Welcome to Faridabad!May 31, 2013 AIM Abroad, India
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Welcome to Faridabad!May 31, 2013 AIM Abroad, India
By the time I stepped out of the taxi after a forty minute drive from New Delhi airport, I was very very nervous. I mean, no wonder, because this was my first time in India and I had heard/read scary things about it. But when Vishy, the host, opened the gate and said "Welcome to Faridabad!" with a big smile, I felt as if I had arrived home. That's how my three weeks as an AIM Abroad volunteer started out. |
Four weeks in XelaMay 30, 2013 Escuela de la Calle, Guatemala
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Volunteering in the HimalayasMay 30, 2013 Spring Dales Public School, India
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Lessons Learned at the Global Engagement SummitMay 29, 2013 Expand Peru, Peru
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Laying the foundationMay 28, 2013 Hospital Escuela, Nicaragua
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Working (Playing) With the KidsMay 27, 2013 Asociacion CREAR, Costa Rica
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Micro bus experienceMay 25, 2013 Nancy ScolesWhat is different is bad! What is different is scary. What is different is beautiful. I was uncomfortable with the public transportation, and frightened. Way too many passengers are crammed into an old minivan refitted to have seats for 12. Often twenty or more of us sat cheek by jowl, several standing hunched over. Guatemaltecos are much shorter than me. I had to touch, even squeeze against strangers, sit precariously on half a seat. Radio music and traffic noises blasted my ears, and the cars and pedestrians were way too close for my taste! Black smoke was belching out of the trucks and cars I covered my nose with a scarf. There was no schedule. We had to wait, sometimes 5 or 10 minutes, sometimes half an hour for your bus. The... |
Classroom Guatemala I'm just MeMay 25, 2013 Nancy ScolesEDELAC Escuela de la Calle in Quetzaltenango, Guatemala February 2013 When I entered the first grade classroom Monday morning for the first time, the young woman teaching was busy talking with four or five mothers gathered ‘round her desk. I smiled and waved, and she waved back, but that was it. She didn’t have a spare moment for me. The year before I had worked with her. After a tentative, shy beginning, she began to confide in me and before I left we were quite friendly, and she shared her hopes of marriage and her concerns about her parents. She gave me a lovely gift, an embroidery piece. I had expected a big hug, when I showed up, and all I got was a quick little wave. There was... |