Once there was a trip to Daktari Bush School and Orphanage. My first day was tough because I didn’t know what they were going to teach us. It came to where I had to attend math class. I was scared because I didn’t understand math. They taught us and I didn’t answer any questions. The teacher said “Tomorrow we are going to write a math test.” One of the volunteers took me and said “let’s go and write.” I just stared at the paper. She was there, “Is there something wrong?” she asked me, and I replied that I don’t understand math. She helped and I understand math now. Her name was Beccs.
Jeremia, 15, South Africa