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Document 1 Parents, teachers, family and friends will all be interested in things a gapper is getting up to on their gap year1 and a blog is a great way to keep them up to speed. Just as travellers have traditionally kept a diary or journal while away a blog
Document 1 Parents, teachers, family and friends will all be interested in things a gapper is getting up to on their gap year1 and a blog is a great way to keep them up to speed. Just as travellers have traditionally kept a diary or journal while away a blog can 5 act as a great reminder in years to come of all the events and activities undertaken. The great thing about a blog is that photos can be added in easily and it is searchable, so specific details can be found in the future for reference purposes. Parents love to read blogs in order to see what their children have been doing 10 and anyone who has supported the gap year participant in their planning can have a look too. Blogging about a gap year can also provide fringe benefits such as providing formal evidence of the type of activities carried out while a gapper is abroad. Directing potential employers and universities to a blog is a good way of showing that an applicant achieved a lot in their gap year. It also shows that the gapper can express themselves and evaluate 15 themselves on their experiences. With internet cafés dotted all over the globe keeping a blog has never been easier and there are a number of providers on the web which offer blog hosting. This means that the gap year participant does not have to be a technical whizz, but can drop their text and photos into a preformed template. 20 A blog is likely to attract the attention of other travellers too and can help a gapper to make plans. It is a great way to canvas opinion and get advice from others who have been to the same place. From: http://www.yearoutgroup 1 gap year: time out to do something different, usually between high school and university 14ANTEV2ME1 Page : 2/5 Document 2 Some of my contemporaries did VSO1, departing to Africa, where they taught schoolkids and built mud walls; I wasn't so high-minded. Also, back then you somehow assumed that a decent degree would ensure a decent job, sooner or later. ‘Ti-yi-yime is on my side, yes it is,’ I used to yodel, duetting with Mick Jagger as I gyrated alone in my student room. So, leaving 5 others to train as doctors and lawyers and sit the civil-service exams, I took myself off to