Finally our long awaited day at "baps" (the orphanage.) We have been in limbo for the past ten days. yuck. We were ready to work! Ok, lets see six shifts at bap. 6 x 3 is eighteen days, one down. I dont really know where to start. How about the three best things about the orphange and then the three worst. OK, reverse that.
the three worst
1. the smell. the horrible smell of shit + vomit + pee + sausage + rice + snot + drool + piss + formula + skank. everywhere. (I have later identified this smell... it is of sickness)
2. the idea of contracting something horrible. like aids, or bed bugs, or skin disease, ring worm, montezumas revenge (again,) wait, herpes, cholera, or aids.
3. i guess there may be a gang in khayelitsha, great. we are the only white girls in the township.
ok the three best things!
1. I will never complain about anything again in my life.
2. I will never be ungrateful for anything... including clean air, a nice bed, safe water.
3. Im doing Gods work, hands on, but only for seventeen more days.
-Amy
p.s. I got vomited on on my first day. Lovely.
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