It is really hard to believe that I have been back from India for over a month. As the time as been passing, I’ve been remembering all of the things that I miss.. Specifically it is all of the little things I miss.
Things like:
• Having my students stand up when I walk into the classroom and scream “Goodmorning Didi”
• The smiles from the helper didis at school
• Fresh hot bhaji(fried onions)
• Smiles from the watchman outside the GCY office
• Having my students hand me all different types of food during lunch break
• Ease of catching a rickshaw
• Bhel
• Being able to get across the city in a rickshaw for 180 Rupees(3USD)
• The noise on the streets
• Bucket showers
• Playing cards with friends in the park
• Eating Naturals Ice Cream that my Host family brings home
• The numerous ways students have tried to spell my name(Caul, Cayal, Kayal, Khayal, Aayal,, etc.)
• The Cohort coming together twice a week for Hindi class and hanging out all day afterwards
• “Aree Bhaiya”
• Speaking Hindi with my Tabla teacher
• Mysore Masala Cheese Dosa’s at Vaishali
• The lack of traffic rules(that mean you don’t need to stop when cycling)
• Eating lunch with my fellow teachers and trying all their subhjis
• Watching someone chop the top off of a coconut and then drinking the water inside
• Walking down the street and being harassed to buy thing(I will only kinda miss this)
• Wearing Kurtas everyday
• Seeing a student, Salman, that could not write his name at the beginning of the year to reading CVC words
• Pista Katli
• Turning the lights on by flipping down
• Nachini Ladoo
• Ass blasters
• “Horn OK Please”
• Bargaining the price down 50%
• Medu Vada and Sambar
• Getting lunch from the stall outside school for just 20 Rupees(.30 USD)
• Seeing students smiles
• My almost blind and deaf host grandfather
• Aloo Tikki Chat
• Going on day trips with my host family
• Seeing another student, Sneha, who wouldn’t really study, and was unable to read dedicate herself to studying and be able to write amazing sentences
