Day 4:
Today was one of the most overwhelming experiences of our
trip so far! We both thought it was going to be another day of packing books at
Tondo, but then Bezza (Mr Berry) offered a place for 2 people to work with the
feeding programme at the dumpsite, and we both jumped at the chance! We
travelled down with Mr Hutchinson and the PCF volunteers in one of the PCF
vans, it was a bit of a squish but we made a laugh out of it! When we arrived,
we set up in a small building made out of un-used shipping containers. It was
good to see that a lot of the chairs, tables and plates were donations from our
schools; we had packed on one of the containers sent out. But that wasn’t the
best part. As the building was not yet complete and had no way of cooking, the
food had already been prepared and was taken with us in huge steel pots. Lots
of children and pregnant women turned up for the food, and a couple of elderly
people including an 82 year old woman (the oldest person on the dumpsite). This
shocked us a bit as the average life expectancy on the dumpsite is 40 years
old! We started by filling bowls full of porridge; some people brought their
own bowls to eat from. A woman who helps with the feeding programme told us
that some of the children take the porridge home to share with their families,
but this would mean that the children who were seriously underweight wouldn’t
get the full nutrition from the food being given to them. Once we had finished
dishing up the food we were asked to help assist the younger children who were
on their own and were not able to feed themselves. This is the time we both
felt like we were truly helping to make a difference to these children lives.
Even though it was so little effort, they appreciated everything we done with
smiles and laughter. The little things we take for granted, like a small bowl
of porridge can really go a long way. We both felt like we had truly achieved
something today, together! Although this experience left us feeling tired and
emotional, we still put on a brave face when we were waving the children goodbye
as we left the dumpsite. We couldn’t wait to tell the rest of the group about
our great experience. It was a lifechanging day we will never forget.





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. I didn’t like calling out Sam because I felt rude because i kept saying not you the other Sam and that was rude but I a appolagized to them.
)there was this long rope that was bended into a horse shoe type of shape but very big with eight knots on each side, and each group had to untie the rope before the other group (it was a small competion we won of course because group THREE is the best, better then all the rest
) but there was a twist we had this heavy bell and we had five chances of it ringing on each obstacle and we had to go aroung the course (it was amazing a little bit to easy i think we done it quiker then our instructer thought it would take us
!!!) As we done it so quick we done it again but with out the bell and the whole group could only be on one obstacle at a time therefore it was harder and it was squishy then we had to go the qiucker way round but it was harder we went though these swinging tires and it was hard but it was so fun I would do anything to do that again.
!!) And everyone was changin into spare clothing for the activity.
) As we got around the irland we saw one of the groups raft’s remains being pushed by one of the helpers on a cannue then the next thing our group new was the back barrel behind me gave out and four of us fell in the water. The left side started to sink so I jumped back on the barrel to help it weigh up ( well much difference that made that work)