T’was an early morn when we rose
All our students did oppose.
5:30am was the wakeup call
To make it to church which was a ball.
A couple of hotcakes for the drive.
And after three hours we did arrive.
A white mansion and volcano greeted us,
As did the locals as we got off our bus.
With hearts and bellies full, we made our way,
Off to the orphanage for grand opening day.
Ribbons were cut, photos were snapped,
Everybody cheered, everybody clapped.
Old friends were embraced, and new ones made
Oh how the memories, they will never fade.
With buckets of laughs and overwhelming smiles.
We could see a sea of balloon animals going for miles.
Beacham summoned dinner, the menu was chicken,
Oh how glorious, it was finger lickin’
Last stop today, was perhaps our greatest call.
We packed over 580 food parcels, it was a race after all.
All in all everyone is doing well,
So many stories, we just can’t wait to tell.
Not going to lie, we are keen for our beds.
After this time consuming poem, we must rest our weary
heads.
Love Emily, Evan, Olivia and Bek
(The ex-students that haven’t quite moved on yet.)