I had a tea party with all the students, which was nice. I bought like every possible kind of biscuit and potato chip. They disappeared quickly. The tea I got from a stall across the street. I carried a big pot over there for them to fill. I was too lazy to make all of it myself...
I spent alot of time at my students' houses or chatting with my neighbors.
I left on May 29 and had a long, problem-free trip home.
Being back is strange. I'm still adjusting. I do miss living in a small town setting like Khardah where I knew so many people. And I miss the general open and friendly attitude of Bengali culture. Its so different here. Not to mention empty. Where are all the people? America, especially the old, upper-middle class neighborhood I live in, seems very big and quiet and... asleep, I guess. Compared with the lively, crowded streets of India.
I had a slideshow of some of my photos from my trip on Sunday. Friends and family came to see and listen. It was nice.
I'm also still in touch with the CRAWL students. I gave CRAWL money for their internet use and I made a skype account for them so they call and e-mail me quite frequently. I miss them terribly so being in contact with them makes it easier for me.
I'm looking forward to the day I get to go back.
Thanks for reading.
~m
1 comment:
maura, this is all so incredible. we're having two really different experiences--I teach classes of like 30-70 English, and i've gotten close with them but we dont ever hang out outside of class. god i'm so jealous of you for that. skype soon, love you!
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