Personal Narrative: My Trip To Navajo Children

Going to Utah, I thought would be just a simple trip with me, my sister, and some others. But after spending time with the Navajo children, I quickly realized that this trip was so much more. It was a chance for me to positively impact these children’s lives and spread God’s Word while building closer relationships with God and the people I was surrounded with. Crawling out of bed at four a.m. while sleepiness is leaving the butterflies come fluttering in. Never have I stepped foot on an airplane before but in a few hours that’s what I was going to be doing. I was extremely nervous but refused to show my fear. I hear the rumbling of the plane taking off, my stomach drops, and I feel queasy. “Only one more plane ride,” I say to myself as …show more content…
The happiness that radiated from the children’s face was contagious to those surrounding them. It was almost unreasonable the happiness that they expressed due to the poverty they come from. Even though the children did not know some of us, they still knew that they could trust us because of the ministry going out to the reservation for a good many of years now. I was so excited to see how that day and the rest would turn out. Every day for the next few days as the Navajo arrived, we would spend all of our time playing different games with them until the Bible School routine started. Of course, we teens took on recreation for the Bible School, and we had the most enjoyable time playing games with the Navajo. We predominantly played kickball with the older ones, tag and running games with the middle age, and little balloon games with the small children. One day, we had prizes for all of the different age groups under two categories which were best effort or attitude and the best player. All of us who directed recreation had a blast competing with the older ones and playing along and laughing with the …show more content…
We first went to a place called Goosenecks, a tremendous winding river, that we overlooked a top its steep sides. Next, we drove up Moki Dugway, a twelve thousand foot mesa from top to bottom, with a treacherous, curving one lane road. The road should have been taken only fifteen miles per hour rather than 45 to 60 miles per hour which apparently the guys decided to do. Even though I am pretty sure my life flashed before my eyes, and I was freaking out the whole time, we had a great time. After visiting Goosenecks and Moki Dugway, we headed to the Twin Rocks Café to have some dinner. On a different day, we visited Monument Valley. Looking at the different rock structures, the mesas, the buttes, and the plateaus, you can definitely say how incredibly detailed God is. The last place we stopped by was called Canyon De Chelly. It was an extremely astonishing Canyon, and I honestly do not think there is any other way to describe it. We all had a phenomenal time seeing the gorgeous artwork of our Creator and learning the history behind it

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