delegations

Jennifer Custer

CoCoDA has allowed our faculty and staff to focus on education and reflection rather than logistics. They know and understand the local government agencies, non-governmental organizations and the communities. They facilitate learning experiences we could have never created on our own. They creatively solve problems and handle the unexpected. I know our students are in good hands....

Mohammed

One of the participants in the March delegation, wrote, “Before landing in Nicaragua, I read about North Americans that flew in, did unsustainable work and called it global health, the caped villains. These misguided heroic efforts disregard the local leaders and advocates that work - with blood, sweat and tears - to take care of their people and give them a voice. These are the unsung heroes, the heroes without capes; and in Zacataloza we met many such heroes....

Eve Faulkes

There are so many mysterious fruits, nuts and living things in gorgeous patterns everywhere you look in El Salvador—an artist's nectar. (This one is a chirimoya.) I can't wait to bring my art and design students to explore this lovely land of contrasts and conflicts....

Samantha Alarie-Leca

I was impressed by the thoughtfulness staff members bring to working alongside outstanding local partners. Additionally, at every stage of the trip there were opportunities for respectful, authentic dialogue with community members. The Friends of CoCoDa delegation cemented in my mind that the organization’s unique approach embodies community driven development and cross-cultural learning at its very best....

Andrew Fleming

I sense that I have lived far more than a month's worth of life experiences. I have learned extraordinary things, met many inspirational people, and acquired valuable skills. I have new meanings for humility, perseverance, and kindness. I am indebted to this country for providing me with these opportunities so graciously. I will not soon forget El Salvador....

Cecil Pollard

I stayed with two families while in El Salvador. Even though language was a barrier, the hospitality of these families was overwhelming. I started to refer to one of my house mothers as "Cry Baby." Every time we discussed my pending departure she would start to get tears in her eyes. The hearts of the Salvadorians I met were the biggest and warmest I have encountered in my many travels....