According to what little I remember from Freshman Year Bio smell is, of all the senses, one of the strongest triggers of emotion and memories. This makes sense as I can associate many smells with strong emotions and meaningful experiences. I’ll always remember the mix of fish and sweat that permeated the air when I got my first fish. That memory of that smell will always instill a sense of fulfillment and happiness. On the other hand, the memory of the smell of my Grandfather ashes, dry and ashy, will always bring an air of sadness to me. Today, for the first time in my life, a memory associated with smell will not bring sadness or nostalgia but motivation to make the world a better place. Today, in the midst of the “opening” of a hospital in Guanaja Hounduras, a man who had been severely electrocuted was rolled to the door of our unfinished hospital. The smell of his burning flesh filled the air as I and many other fish for change students scrambled to search for medicine in the dark. As horrible as that smell was, it will forever remind that even in the face of the most horrific challenges, there is something I can do to help people. Without the medical staff on hand to give pre-hospital care, that poor electrician might have died. It’s easy to see, from a purely rational, unemotional perspective why a hospital would help the people of this island. However many horrible things happen in the world daily and gaining motivation to deal with small issues can almost feel fruitless. When you are faced with something in person, talk to the people about their near-death experiences, the abstract idea of helping can turn into people you know and lives saved. Every time I make a phone call or post about raising money for that hospital, I will remember that smell and it will help me to remember the small changes I can make in this world and the people I can help.