Tuesday, 10 June 2014

Thank You will never be enough.

When I first thought that I would go on a gap year I thought I would be doing it all by myself.  But before I booked to go on selection, I heard that one of my friends, Karl, was planning on going on a gap year as well.  I couldn't have been happier about this, for one, I wouldn't have to make my way to Oban by myself!

It was great knowing someone on the course, and although we argued all the time, it was amazing having him there.

When we finally got our letters, we discovered both our first choices were India!  That was some of the best news I've ever had because it would mean that even when I was on a different continent, miles from my family, I would still have a bit of home there.  Even though there would always be that chance that one of us would be kicked out of the country for attempted murder...

We had been fundraising for the whole school year, it was really hard work for the both of us to combine fundraising and exams, but we managed!  The school recognised this and at prize-giving, Karl and I were awarded the Young Enterprising Award.  That was absolutely amazing to win and for the two of us to win it together was even better!

Karl had organised a ceilidh for the 2nd May (the same day I got my placement confirmation).  It was a really good ceilidh and I really enjoyed it all.

However, at the ceilidh he announced that he would be dropping out of going away.  Although I kind of had a feeling for a few days that that might have happened, it was a shock, and it took me a while to fully get my head around it.

But, another surprise was yet to come.  My friend Shauni from school is going to Kenya to build schools and houses so she is also fundraising! After Karl announced that he was not going to be going away, he also said that he would be giving the money he raised that night to Shauni and I.

I think it's fair to say that I burst into tears.  As I said on the night and countless times after that, that was the loveliest thing anyone could have done!  I also think I confused my dad when I phoned him to tell him.  I was sobbing down the phone but also telling him I was having an amazing time and he didn't have to come and pick me up..

Karl split the money he raised from the ceilidh, and from the band night he also had, between Shauni and I which meant that we both got £400. (Well, £400.79).

I said thank you at the time, and many times after, but as there's no stronger way to say it, it'll still have to do.  Thank you so much Karl, and I wish you good luck to whatever you do next year, even though it's not arguing with me in India over what I did or did not say.    

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