Experience is Key Anonymous

As I walk down the bustling streets, merchants are shouting for me to buy their various goods and children zoom by me as they play with one another. I attempt crossing the busy street to be confronted by the incessant honking of horns. I smile inwardly at how chaotic this could seem to an outsider, but to me, this is Alexandria, my second home. Every summer, my parents and I travel to Egypt to visit our family for a few months. As I grow older, I learn to appreciate my family’s annual trip which allows me to connect to my heritage in a way that no book or story can possibly do. Egypt is a beautiful, exotic country filled with utterly breath-taking and historically ancient sites. While I'm in Egypt, however, I do not just spend my time sight-seeing; I also visit the local orphanage once a week and spend time with orphans. My mother and I ask the director of the orphanage what supplies are needed and then we supply those necessities, and I give my time to spend reading and talking to the little ones. Beyond this, I also travel with my mother to local hospitals to help update them with new medical equipment that my mother has brought with us. Being involved in these experiences has made me eternally grateful for the blessings...