When in Jamaica

I never imagined what a group of 11 students (plus 3 adults and 3 Jamaican Day laborers) could get accomplished in just four days, in a whole different country. This climate is nothing we have ever experienced. Jamaican work culture is intense work until the sun goes down: hours of shoveling, hauling bricks, and mixing cement. That is not light work. It allowed us to appreciate how simple and quickly construction is done in America. 

At the same time, it really allowed us to push ourselves and see what we can accomplish. Most of us had never made cement from scratch before. We shoveled and passed buckets after buckets in our staple assembly line. Each day we would set a goal and surpass it by a landslide. Yesterday was to lay down two layers of brick and we did two full and some. Today was to lay down a few more and move buckets of dirt, which we did getting as far as we could. 

My greatest surprise for myself was my endurance through the heat. I knew I could challenge myself with those heavy buckets or lift those bricks (gotta get that arm strength) but that shear heat made me want to stop my second bucket of sweat. We worked so well as a group and everything fit in place that I didn't want to stop. Everybody pulled their weight and at the same time was so concerned about others it was such a reassuring group.


All in all, Jamaica was not a vacation but still the best vacation I've ever been on (thank you Ryan). 

Monica W


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