A medical student volunteers for a medical brigade to rural Panama
Holding a small bottle of soap and an even smaller wand, I painstakingly blew air through the small circle toward a shabby window in an even shabbier classroom. Bubbles rose and fell with the rhythms of my breath. I created a long chain of bubbles that eventually took over the room, and the hot and humid Panamanian sunlight dyed it the colors of the rainbow.
I was on a medical service …
