This is a little story about life in a refugee camp.
I woke up in a tiny tent after a nearly sleepless night. I’m not looking forward to dreading the day ahead. I have to walk around 3 kilometres to get to the water pump. I swing on the handle until the water comes out.
When I have enough I’ve got to go and collect the food from the market. Don’t forget this is a very hot day. I’m at the market and I get fish and rice and walk home with them on my head. We eat a bit of it.
Now I have free time. I can go and play with my friends, I play volleyball my teams wins! Some people from Caritas came to take photos of us for a video. We smile. My friends and I like having our photo taken.
After a long day of playing I go home and have a bit more of the food, I try my very best to sleep but in this heat it is nearly impossible! Soon I’ll wake up for another day in this camp.
When I have enough I’ve got to go and collect the food from the market. Don’t forget this is a very hot day. I’m at the market and I get fish and rice and walk home with them on my head. We eat a bit of it.
Now I have free time. I can go and play with my friends, I play volleyball my teams wins! Some people from Caritas came to take photos of us for a video. We smile. My friends and I like having our photo taken.
After a long day of playing I go home and have a bit more of the food, I try my very best to sleep but in this heat it is nearly impossible! Soon I’ll wake up for another day in this camp.
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