…raise loadsa money and get to volunteer in Kenya. Obviously. Don’t be so childish. Read below to find out, in his own words how some baked beans (quite a lot of them) got Ross Waldron, one of our School Expedition volunteers, all the way to Kenya! You could say he really came up trumps.

Baked bean tins

That’s enough hot air from me. Fire away Ross. That’s the last fart joke, I promise. I’ll get my coat (it stinks in here anyway).

‘Volunteering in Kenya 2010!? Wow, I really wanted to go. A whole month sounded fantastic, so I signed up but I knew that now the hard work would really begin; the fundraising‰Û_

It‰Ûªs such a lot of money and my mum said she wouldn‰Ûªt help financially, she said I would appreciate the experience more if I raised the money myself, so I was on my own.

First things first, I had to pay the deposit. Right, deep breathe, legs waxed. I cried with pain!!! I think my teacher enjoyed it though and the deposit was paid. Job done, (well, not really).

I knew that was just the start so I managed to get myself a part time job in the local supermarket so that would help a bit. Then Mum came up with a mad idea and said we should be able to raise a lot of the money in one hit but it would take a lot of setting up and organizing…

I was to sit in a bath of baked beans for eight hours (I told you it was mad)!

Bath full of beans

I spent 3 weeks collecting sponsorship money, which was much harder than I thought. Mum dropped me at the bottom of my village throughout the weeks and I walked in the wind (don’t giggle), rain and on rare occasions the sun, giving a mini presentation on what I wanted to do and what I was raising the money for.

I also went around the local businesses to try to get prizes for the day and Mum sorted out the public liability insurance, which she also managed to get sponsored. She got everything else all set up and I turned up and sat in a tub of freezing cold beans, in September, in the middle of Canterbury shopping precinct.

People were very kind throwing loose change in the buckets and my army of helpers ran a competition – Guess how many tins of beans it took to fill the bath?

We had some amazing prizes and the local paper came down and I made page 3 !

I raised å£1308.24 on the day alone and å£800 on the sponsorship. The beans were very cold and it was harder than I thought but so worth it.

My trip to Kenya was one of the most amazing experiences of my life and one I will never, ever forget!

It has taught me so much and totally changed my prospective on life, I think I appreciate things more now and I can honestly say myself and my school DID make a difference!

From digging the water trench to building a home for the lady and her children just seeing the children‰Ûªs faces light up and be so excited to have us in their community!! It was hard not to get emotionally attached to any one person or project.  Blister after blister the work was slowly progressing and I could see the difference I was making immediately, it was amazing!

I really enjoyed my time doing marine conservation and teaching the local children AND I qualified on my PADI!

Bean Boy

Would I go back?… Yes without hesitation.’ No one likes to blow their own trumpet but all in all it sounds like Ross had a blast...