#rationchallenge

So because I am a thundering dumbass who apparently enjoys pain and suffering, this year I have signed up to the Ration Challenge. The idea is, during National Refugee Week you try to live off the same rations as a Syrian refugee living in a camp in Jordan – so a bit shy of 2kg of rice, and then small amounts of flour, chickpeas, lentils, kidney beans, fish and oil. And that’s it. It is Bleak, Tumblrs. I am an entire moron.

Obviously, it is a fundraising activity, and they encourage fundraising quite cleverly – if you can get certain amounts, you “earn” certain extra rations (reflecting how refugees can sometimes get little extra amounts from volunteers, or NGOs, or finding work locally). I set a target of maybe £100, thinking that would be a fair amount. What I did not realise until after I’d signed up and locked myself into the whole thing – and what a happy memory this discovery was – is that YOU DON’T EVEN UNLOCK SALT UNTIL YOU HIT £125.

Anyway, I am currently on £290, thanks to some incredibly generous friends and family. This has earned me one (1) spice of my choice, salt, and 170g of a vegetable. If I can raise another £110, though, I can have 170g of protein! Like... An Egg.*

So... please sponsor me for my egg. PLEASE sponsor me for my egg. I am desperate for more flavour, and indeed nutrition, since the coloric content of the rations is 1700 per day, which is, you know. Too low. Also, the money goes to real refugees, which ultimately is considerably more important than my comfort for one week.

The link is here; I will let you all know how I get on (whether you want me to or not.) Thank you all, pray for Elanor.

During Refugee Week in June, I will be taking part in the #RationChallenge. For one week I will be eating the same rations as a Syrian refugee to raise awareness and fundraise to provide food, medicine and education for those who have fled and are living in camps in Jordan.

If you or anyone you know is passionate about this cause, please share this post and jump onto my fundraising page - any contribution no matter how small will help.

I also have an Instagram where I will be posting updates and meals made with the rations - @tmrationcchallenge

Hey, guys.

I asked awhile back if anyone could donate and I understand that maybe it isn't in your budget so if you can reblog that would be great.

I'm doing the ration week challenge to raise awareness for refugees who have fled their country and now live with the bare minimum of food rations.

I will spend the next 7 days eating the same rations to hopefully raise awareness, that not only have these people lost everything, they also have barely enough food to feed their family.

So I was adding up how many calories I am on average consuming a day this week... the most I’ve consumed is 500 in a day! That’s crazy to me, I’m definitely feeling it. I’ve been moody, sleeping light, and hangry.

The meals I’ve had so far are:

Lentil soup (disaster)

Rice pudding (yum!)

Plain rice w/ tuna

Falafel w/ garlic powder

Flatbread w/ sugar

Hey everyone, So i have decided to take on the Act for Peace Ration Challenge this year. I will be eating the same rations as a Syrian refugee - just a small amount of rice, lentils, chick peas, sardines, oil and kidney beans. That's it. No meat, coffee or alcohol. Please sponsor me to take this challenge, and donate whatever you can. The money you give will help provide urgently needed food rations, healthcare, and education to help give Syrian refugees the strength they need to cope. It will also help many other refugees around the world to build safe, just and dignified lives, now and in the future. Thank you in advance for being so generous. It means so much to us, and you’ll be making a big difference to refugees in desperate need.

Breakfast was plain congee, which is to say, rice that I turned into wallpaper paste. It was Not Good. Lunch was mujadara, and BOY HOWDY am I glad I unlocked a vegetable, because that onion tasted incredible but as I only have 170g of it I basically had about one cubic centimetre of it.

Tea was rice. Just rice.

Also I worked all day today, and I got hungry, I have to say; that was the biggest problem. Shame, because it meant my tolerance for idiots in escape rooms dropped through the floor. By three games in I think Jade could tell. "Can we let seven people in a room?" she asked brightly. "Get fucked," I graciously replied.

Thanks to all my sponsors, the extras I've earned have made today possible. I've made paprika oil and lemon oil, and those have been precious mana from heaven worth their weight in gold, frankly, because wow there is no flavour without them and the food offers such little pleasure I wish I was in a coma. I also saved a small amount of congee for tea, and added a teaspoon of sugar and the juice from a sixteenth of a lemon, which gave me a sort of rice pudding to have something sweet, which I devoured with the voraciousness of mould on wet bread.