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Personal Narrative: My Trip To Haiti
Heart for Haiti During the summer of 2013, I went to Haiti with my youth group for the first time. We had been meeting for this trip for almost a year, so I felt as ready as I could be. The traveling day finally came, and I felt prepared until the Haiti airport. Once we had stepped outside of the airport, it was like we had stepped into a whole new world. I then realized I wasn't prepared for my trip, and what was going to happen that week. At the airport in Port-au-Prince, Haiti we stepped into a jumbled mess. When we went to claim our luggage it had felt so unorganized. All of the Haitians that worked at the airport were trying to help us all at once. Cliff, my dad, who is the leader of our trip, chose one man to be the boss man. The
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