This week has gone by incredibly fast. It's kind of extraordinary how time can fly.
Monday afternoon, Lauren M., Julie, Rachel (the newest team member who had literally just arrived), and I went to the Patni Center. It was a bit of an adventure finding our way to the market since I thought the market was just called "Patni Center." Turns out, Patni Center is the area and we had to ask for the "Great Bazaar" or something like that. Anyway, after walking back and forth up the street a few times, my instincts proved right and we found what we were looking for. We were on a mission to find cheap cloth for our RUMPS project. After Patni Center we took Rachel back to AS Rao Nagar to buy clothes. That night, I just could handle eating any more curry, so for dinner, I had roti and rice pudding. So healthy, I know. It was fun figuring out rice pudding on a stove-top, but it turned out really well and I saved some for breakfast the next morning.
Tuesday Julie and I made the trek to MV Foundation alone, since Sarah had continued on to Delhi. We originally planned on taking the 9:00 train, but got going a little late so figured we could still catch the 9:30. Unfortunately, our auto driver dropped us off at the Secunderbad bus station instead of the train station. They're not very far from each other, but the extra walking meant we missed the 9:30 train and ended up on the 10:00. All things considered, it could have been worse. The platform for our train changed at least twice and the announcements are always made in Telugu, but guess who still found the right platform? That's right, us! We found the right platform AND made it onto the ladies car. The train ride was pleasant and uneventful. Mostly we just braided our hair. Haha. Once we got to Falaknuma all the autos were trying to charge nearly 100 rupees for the 5 minute drive to MV. Julie and I weren't about to budge, so we just started walking. A few minutes later we got picked up by a mini-taxi for only 10 rupees each! It was a steal. MV was a super success this week. The older girls had all started school so we just worked with the new arrivals. We taught them songs to help with their English. We started with "Old McDonald had a Farm," to work on Animal names and sounds. They were really good at the "e-i-e-i-o" part, but mostly I think they just liked it when Julie and I imitated the animals. Next we talked about different vehicles and eventually just focused on buses. I taught them "The Wheels on the Bus" which they loved! Even the teachers were getting into it. Finally, we reviewed "Head, Shoulders, Knees, and Toes,"which we taught them last week when they were learning about body parts. It was a considerably short day, but well spent. After we left MV we hurried home (No train complications - again! Go us!) and headed to the slums for an HIV survey. Christy was trying to find out how much people know about HIV so that she could prepare an awareness class. Julie, Lauren M., and I left early because we had been invited to a book launch. A friend of Julies, Dr. Benjamin Cohen, who teaches history at the University of Utah, was here in Hyderabad to release his new book "In The Club" which is about club life in southern Asia - mainly India - and how it has been influenced and affected by clubs. It was a really fancy and interesting event. We started with "high tea" where I had my first ever spicy, curry, cucumber sandwich. Then there was a panel of speakers who reviewed the book and then Dr. Cohen took questions. It lasted a lot longer than we thought it would, but we got permission to stay out late so that Dr. Cohen could take us to dinner. He took us to a place called Bavarcthi for biryani. It was delicious! Then he had a car take us home. It was very kind of him, in both regards.
Wednesday Julie, Lauren M., and I went to the sewing center. Julie and I had planned to just have a sort of open lab day where they could come and do mending or work on personal projects. We were really excited to see that they had all brought material, until we found out that they had come expecting to learn how to make sari blouses. I don't know if they were told to expect that by someone, or whether that was something they decided on their own, but all of them seemed sure that Wednesday was the day they would learn sari blouses. I was a little panicked because I hadn't prepared any sort of lesson for the day, and I've never made a sari blouse in my life. But we forged ahead anyway. I taught them to take measurements, by taking Julie's measurements to use as a basis for my pattern. Luckily, I have worn, and taken apart, sari tops so know the basic layout. Not to mention most blouse patterns are pretty much the same. So then I transfered the measurements onto the board and we created a pattern. The biggest struggle was trying to get them to understand how to make the pattern using their own measurements and not the measurements I had. It didn't work and we eventually had 15 women making Julie sized sari tops. The morning beginning and advanced classes all got their blouses cut out. The afternoon classes worked on making little coin purses. Julie helped them cut out the material while I put together a sari top to make sure I knew what I was doing. It actually turned out pretty well! After sewing we went and met up with the rest of the group at the Mekala's school. There we did an English assessment with 8-10th graders. HELP will be implementing an English study group there next week and wanted to get a feel for the skill level. I was in charge of directing the students to the proper room for their interview. It gave me a chance to sit and talk with Monica for a while, which was really fun. Courtney, who was finally feeling better, went to the airport around 6:00 to catch a flight to Delhi, where she would still be able to catch her original flight home. That evening, Rachel, Lauren M., and I went to a farmer's market with Monica and Josephine. They had also picked up my completed sari for me, so I am excited to finally have that! After the market we headed home where our group had been invited to dinner at our upstairs neighbor's house. His name is Dr. Rao, and he is a genetic scientist. Christy has gotten to know him really well over the past few weeks. It was really fun and the food was delicious. After dinner I tried on my sari top so everyone could see...it didn't quite fit. I was mortified. Lucky for me, the Indians have this bizarre habit of leaving and inch and a half of seam allowance everywhere, so it was an easy fix. Thank goodness for the hand crank sewing machine we have at the apartment also.
Thursday was my last day for sewing classes. All the girls showed up excited to put together their sari blouses. It was a little bit hectic with all of them trying to sew and only 6 machines. But everyone was rally patient and when they weren't on a machine they were helping someone who was. It was such a joy to see them work together and to watch them figure out what to do without me. The darts were a little bit of a hilarious experience, but everything else is skills they have already learned. For some reason, in India, tailors put 3, sometimes four darts, per side, on a bodice front. This results in a funny cone-like shape that all us Americans hate. I taught the girls to only do two darts. Some of them gave me confused looks and tried to add a third dart, but i quickly stopped them. When our partner Urmi showed up, she looked their blouses over and immediately told them they needed to add another dart. I jumped right in and told her that three darts was absolutely unnecessary and that you never need more than two. She tried to correct me by showing me that her sari top had three darts but I said "I know that's how they make them, but it's not how they should." She let me have my way pretty quick. I stayed until everyone had finished their blouses and they were all so happy. After sewing class, the girls all went into the next room to have the combined HIV/RUMPS class. Rachel is helping Christy teach the public health classes, so it was fun to see her getting a chance to jump in share her knowledge. That evening, Lauren M., Lauren W., Rohan, and Rachel went to go see Moula Ali Dargah. Since I have already been I stayed behind. Julie left for Nepal around 6pm. She will be coming back to Hyderabad after for another few weeks, but since I am leaving we had to say goodbye. I feel so lucky that most of us live in Utah - and mostly in the Salt Lake area - so I know that we will get together soon. Christy really wanted to go get ice cream, so I went with her to Frozen Desert. It was so nice to just sit with my feet in the sand and relax. After we had all gotten home and had dinner I made no-bake cookies and Lauren M., and I attempted to watch "Austenland" but the movie was having a hard time loading and then the computer died.
This morning I woke up bright and early, way before anyone else. I got the dishes done and had breakfast and wrote this whole blog post and am only just now hearing people stir in the apartment. They are all headed to Spurti this morning, except Megan and Asia who are going to an artisan market. And me. I am staying here to pack. Can you believe it? It is already time for me to leave. Coming to India was like a dream. I remember Tenika dropping me off at the airport last month and thinking how unreal it seemed, and in a way - it still kind of is. We have often talked about it as a group, how going home will make India seem like a dream. I fell into an easy pattern here in India, and I have finally gotten things figured out just in time to leave. I will return stateside with a hilarious tan-line from my sandals, a peculiar bobble in my head, and a new perspective on life. Thank you to everyone who has supported me. To those of you back home who have kept in touch and encouraged me. To those of you who supported from around the world by donations or just kind words. And especially to the girls here in India who have supported me with their friendship. I have loved getting to know each and everyone one of them and cannot wait to have a reunion back home ;)
T-minus 20 hours until I leave India. See you soon, America!
Monday afternoon, Lauren M., Julie, Rachel (the newest team member who had literally just arrived), and I went to the Patni Center. It was a bit of an adventure finding our way to the market since I thought the market was just called "Patni Center." Turns out, Patni Center is the area and we had to ask for the "Great Bazaar" or something like that. Anyway, after walking back and forth up the street a few times, my instincts proved right and we found what we were looking for. We were on a mission to find cheap cloth for our RUMPS project. After Patni Center we took Rachel back to AS Rao Nagar to buy clothes. That night, I just could handle eating any more curry, so for dinner, I had roti and rice pudding. So healthy, I know. It was fun figuring out rice pudding on a stove-top, but it turned out really well and I saved some for breakfast the next morning.
Tuesday Julie and I made the trek to MV Foundation alone, since Sarah had continued on to Delhi. We originally planned on taking the 9:00 train, but got going a little late so figured we could still catch the 9:30. Unfortunately, our auto driver dropped us off at the Secunderbad bus station instead of the train station. They're not very far from each other, but the extra walking meant we missed the 9:30 train and ended up on the 10:00. All things considered, it could have been worse. The platform for our train changed at least twice and the announcements are always made in Telugu, but guess who still found the right platform? That's right, us! We found the right platform AND made it onto the ladies car. The train ride was pleasant and uneventful. Mostly we just braided our hair. Haha. Once we got to Falaknuma all the autos were trying to charge nearly 100 rupees for the 5 minute drive to MV. Julie and I weren't about to budge, so we just started walking. A few minutes later we got picked up by a mini-taxi for only 10 rupees each! It was a steal. MV was a super success this week. The older girls had all started school so we just worked with the new arrivals. We taught them songs to help with their English. We started with "Old McDonald had a Farm," to work on Animal names and sounds. They were really good at the "e-i-e-i-o" part, but mostly I think they just liked it when Julie and I imitated the animals. Next we talked about different vehicles and eventually just focused on buses. I taught them "The Wheels on the Bus" which they loved! Even the teachers were getting into it. Finally, we reviewed "Head, Shoulders, Knees, and Toes,"which we taught them last week when they were learning about body parts. It was a considerably short day, but well spent. After we left MV we hurried home (No train complications - again! Go us!) and headed to the slums for an HIV survey. Christy was trying to find out how much people know about HIV so that she could prepare an awareness class. Julie, Lauren M., and I left early because we had been invited to a book launch. A friend of Julies, Dr. Benjamin Cohen, who teaches history at the University of Utah, was here in Hyderabad to release his new book "In The Club" which is about club life in southern Asia - mainly India - and how it has been influenced and affected by clubs. It was a really fancy and interesting event. We started with "high tea" where I had my first ever spicy, curry, cucumber sandwich. Then there was a panel of speakers who reviewed the book and then Dr. Cohen took questions. It lasted a lot longer than we thought it would, but we got permission to stay out late so that Dr. Cohen could take us to dinner. He took us to a place called Bavarcthi for biryani. It was delicious! Then he had a car take us home. It was very kind of him, in both regards.
Wednesday Julie, Lauren M., and I went to the sewing center. Julie and I had planned to just have a sort of open lab day where they could come and do mending or work on personal projects. We were really excited to see that they had all brought material, until we found out that they had come expecting to learn how to make sari blouses. I don't know if they were told to expect that by someone, or whether that was something they decided on their own, but all of them seemed sure that Wednesday was the day they would learn sari blouses. I was a little panicked because I hadn't prepared any sort of lesson for the day, and I've never made a sari blouse in my life. But we forged ahead anyway. I taught them to take measurements, by taking Julie's measurements to use as a basis for my pattern. Luckily, I have worn, and taken apart, sari tops so know the basic layout. Not to mention most blouse patterns are pretty much the same. So then I transfered the measurements onto the board and we created a pattern. The biggest struggle was trying to get them to understand how to make the pattern using their own measurements and not the measurements I had. It didn't work and we eventually had 15 women making Julie sized sari tops. The morning beginning and advanced classes all got their blouses cut out. The afternoon classes worked on making little coin purses. Julie helped them cut out the material while I put together a sari top to make sure I knew what I was doing. It actually turned out pretty well! After sewing we went and met up with the rest of the group at the Mekala's school. There we did an English assessment with 8-10th graders. HELP will be implementing an English study group there next week and wanted to get a feel for the skill level. I was in charge of directing the students to the proper room for their interview. It gave me a chance to sit and talk with Monica for a while, which was really fun. Courtney, who was finally feeling better, went to the airport around 6:00 to catch a flight to Delhi, where she would still be able to catch her original flight home. That evening, Rachel, Lauren M., and I went to a farmer's market with Monica and Josephine. They had also picked up my completed sari for me, so I am excited to finally have that! After the market we headed home where our group had been invited to dinner at our upstairs neighbor's house. His name is Dr. Rao, and he is a genetic scientist. Christy has gotten to know him really well over the past few weeks. It was really fun and the food was delicious. After dinner I tried on my sari top so everyone could see...it didn't quite fit. I was mortified. Lucky for me, the Indians have this bizarre habit of leaving and inch and a half of seam allowance everywhere, so it was an easy fix. Thank goodness for the hand crank sewing machine we have at the apartment also.
Thursday was my last day for sewing classes. All the girls showed up excited to put together their sari blouses. It was a little bit hectic with all of them trying to sew and only 6 machines. But everyone was rally patient and when they weren't on a machine they were helping someone who was. It was such a joy to see them work together and to watch them figure out what to do without me. The darts were a little bit of a hilarious experience, but everything else is skills they have already learned. For some reason, in India, tailors put 3, sometimes four darts, per side, on a bodice front. This results in a funny cone-like shape that all us Americans hate. I taught the girls to only do two darts. Some of them gave me confused looks and tried to add a third dart, but i quickly stopped them. When our partner Urmi showed up, she looked their blouses over and immediately told them they needed to add another dart. I jumped right in and told her that three darts was absolutely unnecessary and that you never need more than two. She tried to correct me by showing me that her sari top had three darts but I said "I know that's how they make them, but it's not how they should." She let me have my way pretty quick. I stayed until everyone had finished their blouses and they were all so happy. After sewing class, the girls all went into the next room to have the combined HIV/RUMPS class. Rachel is helping Christy teach the public health classes, so it was fun to see her getting a chance to jump in share her knowledge. That evening, Lauren M., Lauren W., Rohan, and Rachel went to go see Moula Ali Dargah. Since I have already been I stayed behind. Julie left for Nepal around 6pm. She will be coming back to Hyderabad after for another few weeks, but since I am leaving we had to say goodbye. I feel so lucky that most of us live in Utah - and mostly in the Salt Lake area - so I know that we will get together soon. Christy really wanted to go get ice cream, so I went with her to Frozen Desert. It was so nice to just sit with my feet in the sand and relax. After we had all gotten home and had dinner I made no-bake cookies and Lauren M., and I attempted to watch "Austenland" but the movie was having a hard time loading and then the computer died.
This morning I woke up bright and early, way before anyone else. I got the dishes done and had breakfast and wrote this whole blog post and am only just now hearing people stir in the apartment. They are all headed to Spurti this morning, except Megan and Asia who are going to an artisan market. And me. I am staying here to pack. Can you believe it? It is already time for me to leave. Coming to India was like a dream. I remember Tenika dropping me off at the airport last month and thinking how unreal it seemed, and in a way - it still kind of is. We have often talked about it as a group, how going home will make India seem like a dream. I fell into an easy pattern here in India, and I have finally gotten things figured out just in time to leave. I will return stateside with a hilarious tan-line from my sandals, a peculiar bobble in my head, and a new perspective on life. Thank you to everyone who has supported me. To those of you back home who have kept in touch and encouraged me. To those of you who supported from around the world by donations or just kind words. And especially to the girls here in India who have supported me with their friendship. I have loved getting to know each and everyone one of them and cannot wait to have a reunion back home ;)
T-minus 20 hours until I leave India. See you soon, America!