We also wrote another poem for own our amusement, but if you havn't read the first one we recommend you do before you read this one. Also if you are a nun please look away now. The children we meet, Don't have shoes on their feet, But they will steal our MP3 player. Your bracelets they will sell, To put flip flops on themselves, With initiative like that they might make Mayor. They will steal your Mum's ring, To wear as their Bling, And put it on their...

For part of Kates Birthday card Laura wrote some poems, one of them she expanded (with the help of Kate) so we can write it for the nuns when we leave in their volunteering book. Here it is:The children we meet,Don't have shoes on their feet,But they always wear a smile.They take care of each other,Even though some don't have mothers,And come to the centre from miles. They are here to have fun,And say, "Aunty come!",In a place that is full ...

Hello from Madurai We arrived at 1 in the morning thanks to the nuns who said if we caught the bus we did catch we'd arrive at 6 in the morning. But it was all well and found a hotel to stay in relatively easily. The only thing exciting about the bus journey was at the very start when Kate went to buy some drinks and took bloody ages so Laura had to hold the bus up and beg the conductor dude not to leave her friend behind. Today we've seen lots and lots o...