I gave the advanced kids a test on order of operations today. Most of them bombed it. One part asked them to write the order of the steps. Not only did they not understand the question, once I explained it to them, I found they can't spell worth anything. So their spoken english is WAY ahead of their written english. The intermediate kids just worked on simple multiplication and division. They just need to memorize.
After school I took a nap, then chilled around the flat for awhile. We went to Sealdah station and gave out sandwiches. The Indian CRAWL folks were being really protective of me because of how I blacked out last time, and they wouldn't let me go anywhere near the wound care. I've told them that I had problems because I hadn't had anything to eat or drink, not because I saw blood, but they didn't believe me I guess. So because of this, I spent alot of time just standing around after we'd given out all the food and they were still working on wound care. I talked to some of the people who live at the station. One girl was 15, married, and had a kid. I asked her how old her kid was and she told me eight. Her english wasn't very good. I was surprised that she knew as much as she did. The smaller kids would hang on my arms and legs and want to play clap games. They all kept asking for more food, but we were out. None of the smaller ones speak english. Some of them run around naked.
It was pretty late when we got back to Khardah. We went to the flat to clean up, then to Bobby's to pick up some hard boiled eggs to take to the station tomorrow (though I'm not going, I'm sleeping in instead). Then we came here, to the cafe'. Trina and Jen didn't stay for very long. They're both getting up at 5. I'm looking forward to dinner though; I'm hungry!

~m