I am cliche. I went on a trip and I’m pretty sure it changed my life. I might make it my entire personality from here on out. Sorry.
About a month ago, I traveled to Thailand with 17 other students, as well as Mr. McGonnell and Mrs. Shresta, for Shaker’s annual spring break immersion trip. After about 45 hours, including five flights, a hasty stop in Bangkok customs, and about my month’s salary worth of airport food, we arrived in Thailand. The trip allowed for three days spent in Chiang Mai, the largest city in Northern Thailand. The other three (my favorite) were in a tree house in Chiang Dai, a smaller Northern city in the mountains. Each day was absolutely jam-packed, but here’s my quick run down:
Day #1- Temple, Monk Blessing, Elephants and Night Market
Day #2- Sticky Waterfall, Mountain Temple, Cave/Meditation Temple and Hot Springs
Day #3- Tree house/Day of Service
Day #4- Tree house/Day of Service
Day #5- Waterfall hike, White Water Rafting, Return to Chiang Mai and Night Bazaar
All of the flashy activities drew me to the trip, especially the elephants. As the trip came closer, I thought non-stop about the rafting, the animals, and the markets. However, to my surprise, the most memorable experience ended up being the two days our group spent at the local boarding school.
Within minutes of our arrival at the school, each of us had two, or three or five children clinging onto us. Our service assignment there was to repaint the school, and to help these students with their English. Of course, we fulfilled this request- lesson planned, taught and painted -but a majority of our time was spent playing with Snapchat filters, giving piggy back rides or simply sitting and spending time with the kids. Those simple moments seemed a lot more meaningful than the English we taught, or the walls we painted.
Most of my time at the school was spent with Na Li, a little girl who clung to me from the second I stepped foot on school grounds. After an introductory round of sharks and minnows with all the students, she pretty much claimed me as her own. From what I could make out, Na Li challenged any other little girl that wanted to grab my attention. She dragged me from friend to friend, played with my camera, gave me Durian-flavored candy and a bracelet, and asked me to do her hair. I felt a little like a celebrity.
The rest of my time was spent helping re-paint the school walls blue and brown, as well as getting a spontaneous painting project of my own. As we freshened up the paint on the walls, we realized we were covering bright murals of animals that lined the walls. It was sad to see the school lose its character. Thankfully, Mr. McGonnell had the great idea of painting a new mural. He proposed the idea to our trip guide, Mary, and enlisted me to help out. Mary and I spent six hours, sketching, painting and perfecting a ginormous rainbow butterfly.

Somehow, those six hours passed and without any warning, tears streamed down my face. I placed the finishing touches on the insect and the little girls I had grown so close to came to say goodbye. They wiped the tears from my face, and made fun of me a little, understandably so. Two school days worth of games, pictures, teaching and painting passed so incredibly quickly. I wasn’t ready to go. It took about 20 minutes and 1,000 goodbye hugs before all 18 of us could make it out of the school.
A couple days later, I left Thailand knowing that the world is a lot bigger than I was able to see from our Shaker bubble, and that I am capable of being much cornier than I ever thought. From here on out, I’ll have a little more empathy for all the people who feel the need to talk about their annoyingly good trip. Unfortunately for everyone else, I’ve become one of them.


I don’t know what drew me to sunny California, maybe it’s the sandy beaches, or the green palm trees, or maybe the fact that it’s 2500 miles away. I moved here 3 years ago and since then, I’ve been frustrated by the fact that I haven’t been able to explore this large country to the fullest. I admit I know little to nothing about Western USA, or the South, or anywhere other than the Midwest. In my opinion, a new environment can only bring opportunities and experience, something I consider vital for succeeding in life.
