Learning from India

Going in, I had the naive assumption fueled by American paternalism that outside aid and opinions were what India needed to improve its healthcare system; instead, I walked away with the knowledge of just how intricate and well-informed the system already was. They didn’t need my help. My trip to India tore my blinders away, not only transforming my ideas about my role as an activist, but allowing me to see my home more clearly. The local wisdom of the activists I met in India allowed me to see that my community needs my love and advocacy, and my connection to my community will allow me to create successful solutions, as long as I listen.
My favorite memory was on my first nighty with my wonderful homestay family. I was playing uno with my host brothers and we were having so much fun and laughing a lot. Then all of a sudden there was really loud thunder and the lights went out. My little host brother jumped into my lap hugging me and whimpering in fear. After we found a candle and he calmed down and we continued playing. It made me so happy that he was comfortable enough with me to reach out to me for comfort after only knowing me for a few hours. For the rest of my stay I felt like I was really a part of their family. I am so lucky to have met such a loving family.