Voluntary Youth in Asia or even Africa!

‎#12
February 2013
My eldest rings me and casually drops into conversation that she has decided to do a gap year in a third world country at the end of her degree. She’s decided on Uganda. I pick myself up from the floor in time to catch the end of her revelation. Although flabbergastedly quite proud of her new-found humanitarian streak, I think that maybe she needs to investigate this a bit more.
She likes her home comforts, the comforts that she doesn’t get in this home…tea at the Dorchester, the odd ‘varsity rowing club ball and hob-nobbing with celebrities at Mahiki nightclub. I try to picture her making her way through the dusty streets in her designer sandals and carrying out her endless cleansing routine at the village water pump. I might be doing her a grave disservice but I fail miserably.

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