A hard working day, painting a wall at the group homes, followed by joyful dancing at a local Kyustendil school. After hard work in the sun, painting the wall white, we learned a local Bulgarian folk dance. The teacher was patient as he took us through the steps with Niki as our translator. The room turned from a concentrated atmosphere to a room full of laughter, as we watched each other attempt the dance. Before we knew it we were accompanied by the excited residents. The building was filled with the sound of clapping, stomping and loud noises as the spectators watched us perform. We could tell by their actions that they were definitely eager to get up and dance, so we switched places and sat down to watch them. We watched the joy in their faces as they held hands and spun around in circles. The happiness in their eyes and emotion in the room, brought out a smile in everyones face. Dani was a girl that stood out in particular, as she took a great interest in the dance instructor, and she did not want to leave his side. Gerri took Morgane by the hand, and tried to encourage her to dance, and so we all joined in. The atmosphere in the room was cheerful and a wonderful moment. Time flew by soon we had to leave. It was a great and memorable day.
-Hannah P & Rachel M
Learning the Bulgarian folk dance was a truly inspirational yet joyous experience. After spending 40 minutes attempting the dance ourselves, with Mr Byfield taking videos to embarrass us even further, the residents of the Small Group Homes in Kyustendil arrived. We took our seats, willing and grateful for their arrival, as we could finally sit down. As soon as music filled the room, the smiles on the residents faces brought smiles to ours. They jumped around, clapped their hands, and eventually coaxed us into joining them, no one could wipe a grin off their face. Stanni even managed to get Mr Byfield on his feet, and none of us could stop laughing, him included. Seeing the residents completely elated, after previously visiting their old institution, was inspirational, and all of us were influenced deeply by this fun-filled, heartfelt, session.
Ellie S.
Woke up in the morning feeling like P-Diddy,
then we got up and we hit the city.
We trekked up the hill to see the kids,
don't worry guys, we'll show you the vids.
We spent lots of time painting the hut,
but found at the end that the door wouldn't shut.
After that disaster we went inside,
all we wanted to do was cry and hide.
But what we saw as we were going to sob,
was Mr. Byfield, again not doing his job.
We stormed outside to find him asleep,
and that's when we really started to weep.
We turned to leave to finish painting the wall,
but Anna tripped on a twig, 'twas an all mighty fall. 
She rose up from the ground and she started to scream,
Lindsay had no choice but to take her for ice cream.
The gang reassembled to get in the car,
however Mark's driving was not up to par.
We got out of the vehicle after avoiding the cliff,
the smell was horrific, it was the Porritt's pitwhiff.
And with that off we went, back to the room,
hopefully we will be back again soon.
- Da Crew ( Katja, Tania, Anna, Ffion)
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