YMCA Le Rocheton part 2

New year, new blog post. I am sorry I have not posted sooner but I have been very busy with work and Christmas plus my laptop broke so I have had to invest in a new tablet.

I believe I left off from the YMCA world challenge. Since then the honey moon period where everyone was very nice and understanding of me making mistakes at work due to not understanding is finally over but that is just life! It is fine I just learn the phrase and ensure do it correctly the next time.

Nothing too interesting happened between world challenge and Christmas. A couple of BAFA groups have been, they specialise in training to work with children, which provided some fun meal time antics with mini drama performances for the children. There has also been the veterinary group staying frequently, I love the dogs they bring because they remind me of home but I also hate cleaning the room they use after! As you can imagine it is always left in a state.

Christmas was very strange. I was the only volunteer not to return home for Christmas, mostly because my parents were living the sweet life in Spain, but it still ended up rather enjoyable. There was a big group staying over Christmas and New Year that I had the pleasure to spend Christmas Day with. This was a group of about 30 disabled people, aswell as 3 or 4 carers, having a little holiday at the Rocheton. I have always been told how hard working with the disabled is hard but believe me working with them and they do not even speak your language is definitely one of the hardest things I have done! Still I powered through playing table football and drawing pictures untill Father Christmas, or the Pere Noël, arrived with their presents. It was absolutely wonderful seeing how happy these people were and how much they enjoyed the whole day, it really did make my Christmas memorable.

New year was a different story. My friend had come to visit me and I had taken two days off. I'm not going to go into detail but in a nut shell it involved beer, clubs, bars, Germans and absolutely no fireworks on the Paris skyline. Still a good night though.

Now here we are, the present. Back to picking up rubbish, arranging conference rooms, fixing everything and riding on the back of a tractor. Do I still love it? Of course I do!