Volunteering

  • Being an Academic Rep

    One of the biggest parts of the Gold Scholarship Programme is doing 50 hours of volunteering each year… this can be pretty daunting, especially for me as a pharmacy student with a very busy timetable! The way I’m getting the...

  • Adding spice to university life: gym, vegetable plots, and the Bath Award

    Things had started to get pretty repetitive for me in university. Bus – Class – Lunch – Class – Bus is the cycle I’ve been in since September. However, I have managed to find some extra-curricular activities to add some...

  • Conquering Kilimanjaro : Poa Kichizi Karma Ndizi

    All I remember is seeing the peak in the near distance and thinking that’s it, I’ve almost done it. After four and a half days, we were finally only 45 minutes from our goal. Two hours later and we were...

  • In which I use my Children’s Society T-shirt as Pyjamas

    My charity sash has been officially hung up, my stickers disposed of, and my collection buckets cast aside. No longer will my life revolve around raising money. I might actually be able to spend my Saturdays doing something fun rather...

  • What shall I do with my summer?

    After fifteen years of six week summers, the same routines and plans and back to school on September 1st, university can sometimes feel a little strange. It never really crossed my mind exactly how long my summer was about to...

  • Putting the 'Fun' into Fundraising

    It is less than 3 months today till June 8th, the day I will be beginning my trek up Kilimanjaro and very possibly one of the last days of my life. Having reviewed the itinerary for the trip, I’m having...

  • In which I sang Silent Night to the Merry

    So the fundraising efforts continue as the days to the £2990 goal decrease rapidly and as a result weird ideas that once appeared too desperate are actually being considered. My contact details are now on the notice board of every...

  • Taking the Leap and Diving In

    Time often acts in peculiar ways with minutes passing by in what seems like hours, or whole weeks becoming memories in seconds. Both sensations hit me as I crossed off the days until arrivals weekend with a feeling of anticipation...