All good things come to an end...

It is now the 13th of September, a new week, and yet one that is totally different. For a start for the past ten days my morning did not begin with hearing the voices of the kids saying "bongu" or "good morning, look what I've got today". I miss those days and would trade anything to have another week at the Summer Club.

I can only comment up to the date of performance week, since that was my last day before leaving, however what a journey it has been. It is safe to say that all the lessons, workshops, games, trials of patience and encouragement paid off. The children had a fantastic time, nearly as much as we did. Dress rehearsals are often misleading, many things crop up last minute, last minute fears, problems with hair and make-up and blanking out. Nearly most of these things dissipated on the day and the kids really shined, and I think I speak for everyone who worked at the Summer Club this year, that I've never been more proud of a group of young children.



I thoroughly hope you, but most especially the children have enjoyed their 8 weeks at the Summer Club, it has been an experience for all of us and will always cherish the special moments, the times when a child says something that is so unexpected and funny, he/she actually renders you speechless for a few seconds. These are the moments I will take with me.