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A Journey Best Measured in Friends (written by Allison Jeffares, Journalism Volunteer)   (published in Romania)

December 4, 2012 by   Comments(0)

I met so many people the year I lived in London. Regrettably they were mostly Australian, although for the handful of these who became truly great friends I don’t begrudge them this! But sometimes it did feel like I was living in an overseas territory of Australia, which was not what I had come halfway around the globe to experience.

Despite this and the fact that I not so much loved the area I lived in as much as tolerated it for its proximity to Central London (a 20 minute train journey) I did enjoy my time there.

But in the short time of just one month in Romania, my feelings towards Brasov quickly began to rival those I felt towards London.

The day after I arrived in Brasov I met the other volunteers and it didn’t take long to feel like a part of the group, going out for drinks at the pub that very night to celebrate Halloween. The volunteers came from all over the world: Australia (of course, we’re everywhere), USA, Germany, France, Sweden and Denmark. It was interesting to have a mix of so many different cultures in such a small group (there were nine in total in the time I was there) and we were able to learn about each others’ home countries.

I had a lot of fun socialising with them, going for drinks several times a week and taking daytrips on the weekends to places like Sinaia and Sibiu.

The lovely thing about Brasov was that it was so compact and easy to get around that I could easily walk into town whenever I liked and I came to establish favourite spots. In London I denied myself the possibility of developing favourite places, because there were far too many places to try to go back to one multiple times, but by finding favourite places it made Brasov feel more like home.

As well as finding a family away from home amongst the other ...

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A Journey Best Measured in Friends (written by Allison Jeffares, Journalism Volunteer)
 

frrustrationer efter 4 uger!!   (published in Cambodia)

December 4, 2012 by   Comments(0)

Jeg har nu vaeret hos Riverkids i godt 4 uger. Og har 2 uger tilbage.

I starten foelte jeg mig meget uvidende og usikker paa hvilke opgaver som jeg kunne og skulle udfylde. Dette blev lidt mere klar hen ad vejen, dog med det arber dabei det var foran en pc. i et foraoeg paa at effekstivisere deres SW indsats: afrapportering, dokumentation etc.

jeg har vaeret paa en del besoeg i diverse omraader Riverkids opererer i, men stadig kun som observatoer, ikke aktiv.

Lige foer jeg gik paa ferie, der var 3 helligdage sidste uge, kunne jeg maerke mine frustrationer langsomt bygge sig op.

jeg overvaerede en fodbold turnering, som sluttede selvsamme dag, hvor de 2 engelske voksne som stod for konceptet/projektet sagde at hvis de have vidst jeg 'eksisterede' havde jeg kunne hjaelpe dem med deres fodbold/kung fu projekt med at holde styr paa ungerne, deres indbyrdes konflikter o.meget andet. Saa havde de selv kunnet fokusere paa deres indhold og lade mig om at vaere 'gogge'. ov ov mega big time ov, at jeg foerst fandt ud af dette paa deres sidste dag!

Nu har jeg godt 2 uger tilbage, og jeg foeler mine naive og, ved jeg nu, urealistiske forventninger langt fra er blevet moedt.

Sandheden er at saadan foeler de fleste af de frivillige, for vi kommer alle med sky hoeje ambitioner og oensket om at hjaelpe og goere en forskel. Men hvor realistisk er dette paa kort tid, paa et totalt fremmesprog i en ukendt organisation/arbejdsplads!

Saa er mine anstrengelser, ressourcer og penge helt spildt! Jeps det foelte jeg indtil for 30 min siden. Jo jeg stoetter de lokale: madmor har job pga. os frivillige, diverse sikkerheds vagter, samt rengoring har arbejde pga. os. tuktuk og moto chaufoerrene har jobs pga os. Og vi ligger en hel del penge i lokal samfundet naar vi er byen og shopper diverse.

Men ...

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frrustrationer efter 4 uger!!
 

Chitwan National Park   (published in Nepal)

December 4, 2012 by   Comments(0)

Our weekend trip to Chitwan national park started with a 'taxi' ride, which actually turned out to be a couple of seats, for the 6 of us, on the back of a jeep/ute! Not the safest mode of transport, but I sure feel like I've had worse here! 

Once we arrived at our hotel we were whisked off on a walk along the edge of the jungle to the ultimate sunset view, a seat on the rivers edge with a cold beer in hand! This was a perfect way to start off our weekend! This was then followed by dinner and a cultural show by the Tharu people which involved some interesting singing and dancing.

The next morning we were up at 6am to start off our jam packed day! It started with a rickety canoe ride down the river through the early morning fog where we spotted a range of birds, some jackals (the mystery noise that has been keeping me up at night!) and some monkeys up in the trees!  We then had a short trek through the jungle where we hoped to see the famous rhino or tiger, but we had no luck there! The jungle was beautiful though.

Afterwards we arrived at the elephant breeding centre where we watched the baby elephants! We then continued down to the river to take part in the elephant bathing. Billie and I climbed up onto an elephant which took us into the river and proceeded to hose us with water from its trunk! After we were soaking wet from this the elephant started to roll over, tipping Billie and I off into the river! This was definitely the highlight of the weekend for me :D

We then stopped for lunch, and got changed from or soaking wet clothes, before we headed off for the elephant safari! This was a couple of hours ride with 4 of us sitting a basket like seat on top of an elephant named bhomkhali. Our 'driver', a small Nepali man, ...

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Chitwan National Park
 

At home but missing the children badly   (published in Ghana)

December 4, 2012 by   Comments(0)

Last Friday was my last day in Kumasi Children's Home. In the evening I went to Accra for the weekend because I was flying back home on Sunday and during these two days I was constantly thinking about them, it hurts so much imaging that you probably won’t see them again.

There were a few difficult goodbyes, first to the babies, little Mary the malnourished girl with hepatitis B who is now much happier and loves my omelette sandwich in the morning, cannot stop thinking how she will be, how much treatment she will get, Ata the survival twin with the beautiful smile, Lydia the baby with eyes of an old man… Vicentia is not longer in the orphanage, we thought that she was going to be adopted but her mum came to pick her up this week, I hope she is ok. Aggie the disable and blind baby that smile when you stroke her little face.

Saying goodbye to Teresa, Gifty and Afia the three handicapped girls was something bittersweet, painful because I am so worry about how badly they are treated and how very little attention they get and tender because they dedicate a great smile to me and they laughed, it was so beautiful to take that image away with me to try to remember them that way. We wanted to get them two new mattresses because at the moment they only have an old one and a thin mat where they spend all day and a friend of one of the volunteers that work in a mattress shop is going to send them free for them.

I was heartbroken went I said goodbye to Aggie. She is about 3 years old, she does not like to talk much, does not smile very often and until a few days ago she did not allow any of the volunteers to touch her, hold her hand or hug her. She is one of the four little girls that I took to school in the morning and walked back to the house ...

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At home but missing the children badly
 

At home but missing the children badly   (published in Ghana)

December 4, 2012 by   Comments(1)

Last Friday was my last day in Kumasi Children's Home. In the evening I went to Accra for the weekend because I was flying back home on Sunday and during these two days I was constantly thinking about them, it hurts so much imaging that you probably won’t see them again.

There were a few difficult goodbyes, first to the babies, little Mary the malnourished girl with hepatitis B who is now much happier and loves my omelette sandwich in the morning, cannot stop thinking how she will be, how much treatment she will get, Ata the survival twin with the beautiful smile, Lydia the baby with eyes of an old man… Vicentia is not longer in the orphanage, we thought that she was going to be adopted but her mum came to pick her up this week, I hope she is ok. Aggie the disable and blind baby that smile when you stroke her little face.

Saying goodbye to Teresa, Gifty and Afia the three handicapped girls was something bittersweet, painful because I am so worry about how badly they are treated and how very little attention they get and tender because they dedicate a great smile to me and they laughed, it was so beautiful to take that image away with me to try to remember them that way. We wanted to get them two new mattresses because at the moment they only have an old one and a thin mat where they spend all day and a friend of one of the volunteers that work in a mattress shop is going to send them free for them.

I was heartbroken went I said goodbye to Aggie. She is about 3 years old, she does not like to talk much, does not smile very often and until a few days ago she did not allow any of the volunteers to touch her, hold her hand or hug her. She is one of the four little girls that I took to school in the morning and walked back to the house ...

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At home but missing the children badly
 

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