I’m not sure how much I can tell you about the camp, except that it gives the refugees a chance to get out of the city for a week. Many of them are homeless so it must be a really nice break to know that for the next five nights you and your family has somewhere to sleep and that you'll each get three meals a day.
I'm with the kids all week, which is great because I love kids. Everyone gets me and Corinne confused. They think that she's great with kids and loves looking after them and that I’m some Scrooge that thinks all kids are dirty, smelly and gross, should be kept at least ten metres away from me at all costs and that in fact, one of my first statutes should I indeed become Queen of the World would be to banish all children from my sight.
So I’m really looking forward to watching these kids from 8am to 11pm this whole week. Yay!
But even I have to admit that some of these kids are pretty cute.
Got back to the tent this afternoon to find out that someone had used the tree by the tent as a toilet. There was diarrhoea everywhere. Oh, how I love camping!
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