Joshua's Blog

A day in the life and home of a child in an informal settlement My name is Ndalo Semba I am a boy and I am 14 years old. When I wake up in the morning I get dressed make breakfast for my mom and siblings and myself. Then when they are awake I eat quickly and take out my siblings clothes because they are so young and my mom is very sick then I brush my teeth. When I am done I walk to school with my siblings because we can’t afford a car. When we get to school I take them to their class and go back to mine.There aren’t enough text books and there is sixty people in my class. I don’t have any lunch so my school offers me food there was a storm yesterday so our house is leaking I usually just put a bucket but this one was bad.When I am done at school I go fetch my siblings and take them home when I have taken them home I go to the shop to get groceries.We live in Khayelitsha when I go to the shop I only have R15 so I buy soup and a chocolate bar for my mom and that’s all I can affo...

It was a normal day at school until the singing inspector came suddenly it felt like a thunderstorm as he thundered through the door his name is Mr Raymond. He was wearing big knickerbockers and he had a red face like he was about to erupt like a volcano he had these thick stockings like a hunter he had blue eyes like blueberries and golden curls on his head. He didn’t call any of the little ones in the room for singing and the older boys who just do exams. He said Benny and I had to come to the front and sing first but we were shivering so much walking to the front. He was holding a stick to the moderator he asked in an angry voice what can you sing I said in weak voice we can sing pretty Polly. Mr R then shouted and looked like the picture of the Bull of bashan. We began to sing. Most people would say it was terrible but it was my best and I think Benny was also trying his best because he looked terrified. I bet everyone wanted to laugh. We stopped in the middle of the verse bec...