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REFLECTIONS
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Immokalee, Florida |
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I have grown both in the community I
served and the community I made up at home. The experience has
changed me in ways that I did not even perceive at first, as it
happened slowly.
It is important to get to know yourself
along the journey and to communicate with others and with yourself.
I have grown greatly in my ability to work and live with others and
in being able to look inward and reflect on myself, my feelings, and
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Tom Albani |
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2007-2008 Immokalee
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Cleveland, Ohio
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I was blessed to be part of a supportive
community both at school and with my housemate during this year of
service and in with my time with the Sisters of the Humility of Mary.
The more time I spent volunteering, the more confident I became , more
open to others and more integrated in the school community.
Encouragement from others helped me grow into the individual I am
today.
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Rebecca Levis |
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2003-2005 Cleveland
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Villa Maria, Pennsylvania |
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I honestly feel I have learned so much
this year. When I started my volunteer time I had absolutely no
experience in gardening. I have learned so much about the planting,
weeding and the wonderful fruits of my labor. I can say that I have
come to appreciate and understand humility: the humus, the soil, the
earth. All are Godıs gifts to us and we must protect them.
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Kathy Houghtell Abramowski
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2004-2005 Villa Maria
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Santiago, Chile |
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Living in Chile and working with the
womenıs community of Casa Ursulina was a powerful testimony of faith,
feminism, and earth in action for me. It changed my life in ways far
different from those that I had expected. I found God in the stories
of children I taught in school- some filled with sadness over troubled
homes and financial struggles, others filled with joy over secret
crushes or new baby sisters. I found God huddled around fires,
harmonious and strong, singing revolutionary songs, sipping on sweet
wine with strawberries. Through the wrinkled, aged, fingers of a
woman who has seen it all, God was expertly woven and tucked into the
yarn of scarves and shawls, guaranteeing bread for tomorrow and ease
of mind for today. God grew in the bodies of courageous, young
teenage girls until they could no longer hold God in and opened up to
bear their miracles to the world, kicking and crying. . . but
breathing and ready for life. God was in our gardens and flowers, in
the fruit from the market and hiding in the Andes mountains, waiting
to be discovered. I say it that way, waiting to be discovered, but
really, it was God who found me. I couldn't have avoided it. In
stories and tears, in belly dance and laughter, gazing back at me from
the ocean or laughing at me as I struggled to navigate the mountains,
God found me in Chile and I canıt remember when I've felt so blessed.
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Betsy Lehman |
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2005-2007 |
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Miami, Florida |
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Long term service is a wonderful thing.
It is a privilege that I was able to have after college and I always
considered it that way. It was a formative year for me and I
enjoyed it because I was constantly learning about people, myself
included.
Some of the blessings during my year were
building a community of friends and support with other volunteers
and the HM sisters and being placed in an environment entirely out
of my element - and learning to find my place in that environment. |
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Abby Bianchi |
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2007 - 2008 Miami
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