What a Week in Taramindo Taught Me About Service…And Philadelphia
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At 6:15a.m. in Taramindo, Costa Rica, the sun rises fast, but the line outside the mobile clinic rises faster. By the time our MEDLIFE group arrived in El Palenque, mothers were fanning their children with folded papers, elders leaned patiently on their walkers, and kids watched us with a mix of hope and hesitation. My peers, future doctors and nurses from Temple University and universities across the country, unpacked BP cuffs and pharmaceutical materials with practiced efficiency. I unpacked my notebook and Google Translate.
I didn’t come to Costa Rica to diagnose or treat. I came to understand.
MEDLIFE - short for Medicine, Education, and Development for Low-Income Families Everywhere - is a nonprofit 501c3 organization that partners with underserved communities across Latin America and Africa. Their mission is simple but ambitious: help families achieve greater freedom from the constraints of poverty through the access of healthcare, education and community development. Their Taramindo Service Learning Trip (SLT) model is built around mobile medical clinics in rural communities, educational workshops on hygiene, nutrition and preventative care, development projects like school construction, water systems and sanitation, as well as cultural immersion that encourages listening over assuming.
Overall, it's a week of service. In practice, it’s a week of confronting the systems that make caring for the community increasingly necessary.
I was one of the dozens of students who flew into Liberia Airport on Sat. 5/9. Most were pre-med or nursing majors. They spoke in the language of vitals, symptoms and different diagnoses. I spoke in the language of stories - that difference became my lens. While they treated symptoms, I tried to understand the systems behind them. My vantage point shaped everything I saw, and everything I couldn’t unsee.
My group visited the communities of El Palenque, Rio Seco and Ortega - the stories were the same in each region. Very different roads (these towns were miles away from each other), different faces, but the same truth: access to healthcare is not a guarantee at all. It was a privilege.
Each morning, MEDLIFE buses transported us into a different community, and each time we stepped out, we set up the same stations for residents in need. This would include:
Triage - vitals were taken and the first signs of chronic conditions surfaced.
General Medicine - conversations around preventable illnesses revealed the cost of inconsistent access.
OB/GYN - where women sought care they had often postponed after giving birth due to distance or cost.
Toothbrushing - where children learned habits that could prevent years of dental pain or infection.
Education - conversations here about hygiene, nutrition and prevention became tools of empowerment.
Pharmacy - medications given here were dispensed with explanations and care.
Despite the change of scenery and the new names each day, the stories and needs remained the same. In El Palenque especially, people arrived early because they knew the clinic might be their only chance to get medical attention in months to even years. The doctor stations filled quickly with patients whose conditions had quietly worsened while they waited for care that never came. Across all three communities, the message was unmistakable: the problem wasn’t the people; it was the system. A system where distances determine your health, and where preventable conditions become chronic simply because care is out of reach. And yet, in each community there was persistent resilience - people showed up and waited in lines hoping that this time, someone would listen and help.
Project Day was the one morning when our work shifted from treating immediate needs to investing in long-term change. Instead of setting up clinic stations, we drove to the site of Orgullosos De Ser Guanacastecos, CTP 27 De Abril - a school that, at this time, existed more in vision than in structure.
MEDLIFE designs every SLT so that students spend one day contributing to a sustainable development project chosen by the community, not for it. In Taramindo, that meant helping prepare the grounds for a new section of the school to be built - a space that would eventually serve students whose current classrooms were simply insufficient for the number of children in the district.
We moved materials, cleared debris and gardened under the direction of local builders who knew exactly what the school needed and how it needed to be done. The work reminded us students that development isn’t abstract - it’s sweat, weight and time.
Children from the school watched from the edges of the site between their classes and recess time; the school’s name, Orgullosos De Ser Guanacastecos, translates to “Proud to Be Guanacastecan.” The pride there was cultural and infrastructural. It was the pride of a community insisting on education as a right, not a luxury. A community that partnered with MEDLIFE not to receive clarity, but to accelerate a project they had already envisioned.
When I returned home, the contrast felt sharp but familiar. The inequities we saw in Taramindo subtly exist in Philadelphia, too: healthcare deserts persist in North Philly, schools remain underfunded in Kensington, and immigrant communities continue facing language and access barriers. The lesson is clear: you don’t need a passport to confront injustice. You simply need to pay attention.
Whether you study medicine, communications, engineering or art, your skills matter. Your perspective matters. Your willingness to engage matters.
Service is not a trip. It’s a commitment, a way of seeing the world, and choosing to act anyway. Tamarindo didn’t just teach me about global health disparities - it reinforced to me that storytelling is a form of service, and that witnessing is a responsibility.
The change begins when we stop asking, “how can I help?” and start asking, “what systems need to change, and what is my role in changing them?”
Healthcare addresses the present; education builds the future. And in Taramindo, both are needed for the community to thrive.
Written by: Claire Herquet
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