Within my city there is a train
that is driven by father Christmas; okay so it’s not the real father Christmas
( cause he lives in the north pole so brazil would be too hot for him right?
>.<) but all the children though he was real. But this was no ordinary
train oh no, this train was spreading Christmas cheer to the less fortunate
children. Because this train was being driven by Father Christmas obviously all
children wanted to ride the train. But unlike other trains you couldn’t just
buy a ticket, you had to donate a toy and or / some type of Christmas food.
Upon donating the toy you were given a ticket to ride the Christmas train. All
of the toys / food donated by the children who wanted to ride the train were
donated to the local orphanage. So it was my job as a willing volunteer to sort
through all the toys to see which enough condition to be given to the children
was in a good.
There was a room full of boxes
packed to the brim with toys for children. It was my job to sort through them
all and put the toys into their designated boxes. There were boxes for Barbie’s
for girls; cars for boys and little soft toys for babies to play with. There
was also a massive box full of footballs ( because you know how the Brazilians
like to play football)
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| me and the boxes |
After about three
hours of unboxing and re-boxing I had finally separated all the toys, which my
fellow volunteers then put in separate bags and marked them ready for delivery.
The first stop was “casa da crianças” (children’s house) they are full of
children who don’t have parents or relatives able to look after them. We
dropped off three boxes full of toy cars, toy aeroplanes and toy trucks to the
house. As soon as the toys were on the table all the children crowed round and
calling me “tia” (it means aunt but that what all younger children call people
older than then) trying to get the best presents that were available. After all
the children were given their presents it was time to move onto the next house.
This house is a place children can go if they have problems which means they can’t
stay in their own house anymore. We dropped off another three boxes full of
toys for the children living there and a box full of Christmas cakes.
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| me and the children :) |
A day of
playing Santa made me realise how another’s man rubbish can be another man’s
treasure. This kids have had such a hard time with their lives and the smallest
Christmas present made them very happy, which in turn made me happy :D defiantly
think I’m going to keep up the charity work once I return back home.
