When we got to the day care the children were just going into lunch. There was one little boy who was going towards the dining room but then stopped and went off again- we thought he'd forgotten something.
Rachel, R and I went down to the classrooms to play. R went outside and saw the little boy; she came back in and said that his trousers were falling down.
Rachel and I went outside- we thought he was part of the day care, so wanted to try and get him inside for lunch. Outside, it smelt dreadfully. He had pulled his trousers down and done a poo. We tried to 'sign' about lunch, but he had no clue.
One of the older Bosnian boys came out, and told us that the boy wasn't from the day care. There was nothing much we could do, so we went inside. It was very upsetting to leave him there though.
Inside we decided to play dominoes in one of the classrooms. Before we could start, however, the little boy came in from outside and wanted to play. The older boy treated him horribly, backing away as if he had a contagious disease and telling him he smelt. Okay, his hygiene wasn't great, but he knew no different! He just wanted to play!
As we spoke no Bosnian, there was nothing we could do to help. The older boy told us we must leave the room and he would tell a teacher to get the boy to go. It broke my heart leaving the room; all the little boy wanted was someone to play with him. I really wish we could speak Bosnian- then we could actually have done something!
We set up Jenga in the other room and played that. The kids started coming in from lunch and it quickly got very busy and noisy, with everyone wanting to do something different. I found it quite overwhelming and frustrating; you'd start playing a game with one child only for another to rush in and interrupt. Thankfully, they went outside and then home, so it got quieter.
Rachel went back to the farm for lunch. I started helping with the tomatoes, of which there must have been thousands! We had to peel them and mash them so they could be frozen.
Tomato Time!
Cooking Tomatoes
Peeled And Peelings
It was on a farm; we had to park at the bottom of a hill and walk up, which took a while.
At the top, we met the family- 1 man, 2 women and SIXTEEN KIDS!! We already knew a few from day care.
They were all really really friendly and welcoming; it was a lovely visit! They didn't ask for anything, but did their best to make us all feel welcome. So nice! They wanted a picture with all of us (not all 16 kids were in the pic).
At The Farm!
After the farm, we went back to the bakery to collect the bread, then returned to day care. I helped to prepare the burgers. 'Penha style' meant beefburger, slice of ham, slice of cheese, fried egg and tomato. Apparently she hadn't been able to source bacon! Rachel's mother told us later that the French couldn't believe the burgers and enjoyed them very much.
Whilst we were making the burgers, the electricity went off and a siren sounded- apparently this is an alert mechanism. Thankfully Rachel's mum was able to locate the 'on' switch!!
I had a burger leftover-style (just a bun & burger!) then Rachel, R and I played for a bit- the Colour Game and 1 knee 2 Knee. After, Rachel's mum gave us a lift home.
The evening was quite quiet; I was feeling quite low and stressed.
Skyped Dad and went to bed.