In the summer of 1998, my grandparents took my brother and me to San Salvador,
El Salvador in Central America. The reason for this visit was to see my uncle, aunt, and
my two cousins. My uncle and aunt are missionaries introducing God to people that
haven't had a chance. El Salvador is a very interesting place with its people, poverty and
El Salvador has some intriguing people. They are very quiet, polite and also fun to be
around. They love to spend time with their family and to have a good time. Salvadorians
also like to be around Americans, especially if they have blond hair. One time my uncle's
church threw a street party. Many of the local children gathered around me, with my
blond hair. They were fascinated by my American tongue and wanted to know how to
pronounce their names in English. They had all the usual names; William, Victoria,
Anna, Maria and Joseph.
It was so enchanting to see their faces laugh when they heard
me say their name. It is so nice to know you are welcomed in another country.
It was also a sad experience for me to see these poverty -stricken people. People
don't have a lot of money in El Salvador. They make their houses out of cement blocks
blended together with a tin roof. The only good thing about these diminutive houses is
that they stand very well when earthquakes hit. Their trashy streets looked like a tornado
hit them. The houses have no electricity or water. Many people came to my uncle's and
aunt's to fill their jugs with my family's water. There are masses of dental offices. Most
of the people have bad teeth due to their poor diet.
Besides poverty, El Salvador does have some...