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It’s the day after my birthday and I’m on a plane to Chad. Chad is an African country somewhere near the middle and totally landlocked. I know that because the UNICEF pack says so and not because I actually know. I had no idea where it was when they first told me I was going. It seems rude not to know where a country is. I feel like I should apologise as soon as I land. Why are all these people going to Chad? There’s a family of very loud Americans sitting behind me on the plane all coiffed and suited. Voices brash and hair blonde with jewels jangling and I can’t quite make them add up. Why Chad? What are you going to do there all dressed to the nines? It’s going to be 40 degrees and dusty. I think we’re seeing immunisation programmes but there’s a potential food crisis coming so we could be diverted. In my plane safe in the sky I don’t know what that means. Seems impossible people could be dying of malnutrition when the lady with the clattering jewellery and pink lip gloss is behind me. Who are these people? What do they want? What do they do in Chad? (x)

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