The Gift of Water by Mia Oliver
Today the most magical thing happened. The town pipe burst. Suddenly there was a loud crack as the municipal pipe burst open, then screams and shouts of wonder and excitement as a cascade of shining silver shot up into the air, then crashed down onto the dusty red ground.
Children were screaming in delight and relieved adults wept with joy. The sun beat down onto the sudden rush of fortune, making it chine and sparkle like a thousand tiny diamonds. I stood in a trance, staring at the beauty of the waterfall as the sounds of joy rang in my ears.
Instantaneously I was swept off my feet by a crowd of people all desperate to have a taste of clean water. All the houses in the area were emptied of containers as everyone rushed towards the spouting heaven of life. Any vessel they could lay their hands on was thrust under the fountain: cans, cups, bottles, saucepans, tin baths and even old shoes! The whole shanty town was caught in a frenzied desperation to retain the invaluable cascade of water.
I remember walking up to the pouring crystals and the cool, silver-grey water trickling down my parched throat, spraying my bare chest. It was the most heavenly thing I have ever tasted. In that moment all my fears and worries departed and my hunger was forgotten.
Small children danced and played in the clear panes of water; rivers ran over their small bones, giving them the illusion of glowing health.
Instantly the slum was united in a rapturous explosion of joy. The unity was incredible. Even the most nasty and miserable of people were chatting away to each other like old friends, their seemingly permanent moods lifted for a few hours. The elderly or injured too were being carried or helped across to the shining pool of water, to bathe or to wallow. Not a single face was glum.
Finally, the ecstasy faded as men in orange overalls strode purposefully over to the water pipe, clearly here to end the excitement of the heavenly day. People from all over the village scooted off back to their homes, dragging containers full to the brim with the fresh water. A few daring teenage boys rushed over to the still-spouting pipe for a final drink, but then shrank away into the newly calmed shadows of the slum. A cold disappointment hung in the air, giving the magical day its sad ending, however, the day had been a wonderful one and the memories will remain with me forever.
A Taste of University of Wolverhampton
A group of year 11 students attended a open day event at University of Wolverhampton on 27 January 2016 to experience what it is like to be a university student for the day.
They were able to sit in on lectures, be involved in group discussions and contribute to a range of hands on activities, eg a drama performance, block printing in art, seeing what it is like to be in a law court and making medicines.
A truly informative and great day out!
Hedgehog House Building
A group of students, with the help of visiting expert Alan Vincent have built two hedgehog houses that have been placed around the school to hopefully attract local hedgehogs and give them a warm, safe place to sleep.