by Francesco Sorrenti

And here I am, a year later, moved as I recall what, I am sure, was the most emotionally engaging experience of my life.
The truth is that, until the moment of departure, I didn’t fully understand what I was getting into. I had a vague idea but couldn’t imagine in detail the challenges, emotions, and experiences that awaited me. I was overcome by curiosity, which took over everything—any uncertainty, fear, or hesitation.
When I arrived at my destination, I immediately realized how much stronger this experience would be than I had anticipated. My initial feelings were a mix of astonishment and uncertainty: the change in environment and culture was striking but, at the same time, deeply fascinating. I realized that adapting quickly would be crucial.
The places where I found myself and the people around me made everything easier, especially Venant, my mentor.
I loved the contrast between the calm, untouched nature and the vibrant hustle and bustle of the city. I was struck by the simplicity and dignity with which people face everyday life. My relationship with them was immediately positive: despite linguistic and cultural barriers, the welcome and kindness I received allowed for a genuine connection.
Initially, there were inevitable moments of difficulty in understanding the rhythms, customs, and ways of doing things, but over time I found my place, both in Mariapolis and in the social context where I lived. The role of teacher proved to be fundamental for forging strong bonds, getting to know the local reality better, and overcoming moments of disorientation.
The bond with the local children is the greatest treasure I carry with me: their enthusiasm, vitality, and ability to convey joy were an inexhaustible source of energy. However, there were also difficult moments: confronting the limited resources of the place was often painful, as was feeling powerless in the face of the lack of opportunities for entire generations. This made me reflect on social disparities and on how much strength it sometimes takes to genuinely laugh.
Upon returning to Italy, I realized that I might have truly understood what resilience is, but I still find it hard to explain in words. I felt grateful and also a bit sad for not being able to give as much as I had received (though I believe it would have been impossible).
Today, I feel I have become more empathetic and resilient. I can give greater weight to the causes I consider important. I am proud to still be in contact with the people I bonded with the most: I enjoy receiving their messages at dawn, as they vividly bring back the image of a dedication and joy for life that I don’t think I will easily encounter again
Francesco Sorrenti
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