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The Mural

There was a short walk between the road works and the site in which the students were going to do their own graffiti and china prints.

There was a man who came to greet the students as they approached a large wall with a vibrant Nelson Mandela mural.

He smiled, and gave a small wave.

As the students got a little closer, a few students put an earphone into their ears, so that they didn't have to listen as much to what they knew the man would have to say.

"Hey kids, welcome to Stoke's Croft, I'm Tom, this is Sean and we're going to help you with your graffiti work today." A middle aged man smiled and beckoned to another - younger - man with longish dark brown hair who had approached the large group.

The students listened carefully to what the two men had to say before they were lead into an area behind the Mandela Mural.

There they found a reasonably big area filled with 4 massive containers - much like the ones you'd find on the docks - a few tables filled with various colored spray cans, a few smaller tables and plastic chairs, among other things.

The majority of the students were doing their own wall on the other side of the Mural and the others were designing their own china with different prints.

They were then lead into the shop next door to the spraying area where Tom, Sean and an older woman talked through the china printing.

After that, the students were split into the two groups to do what they came to do.

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