Poetry: Night shift - Poetry - Helium - by Pablothehat
This is a poetic snapshot of when I use to work in child care. and we, (the RSW/Instructors), would take groups of teenagers in to wilds of Scotland and Wales doing abseiling, caving, canoeing, climbing, you know, the Outdoor Activities thing.
Well we would go in all weathers and throughout the winter camping.
Sometimes you just couldn't remain or even get to sleep. Either the kids kept you awake, or you were so wound up by the stress of the job, or it was freezing cold and blowing a gale!
Saturday, 6 October 2007
Poetry: Night shift - Poetry - Helium - by Pablothehat
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