The following poem is a collection of small writing pieces created along our 3 day trek through the Himalayas. The orange clay like earth beneath my feet feels nice. It’s as if the soil moves according to you, its confidence determined by the rain. My skin is cool and damp, easily noticed as it sticks...
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text letter_spacing=””]Yesterday at Tiny Toons we were met with smiling faces and excited chatter by the kids there. After an impressive performance with freestyling by the enthusiastic, young performers, we were given beginning dance lessons by one of the dance instructors. The students’ glee and performance stood out to us. Even though they came from conditions...
Today, we woke up to an amazing breakfast of pancakes and fruit. After we fueled up, we boated over to the main island in Bocas, Isla Colon. There, we met Emily, the Give and Surf director and she took us over to the Recycling center. Edwardo walked us through the center and taught us all...