Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Kolkatta Days 7-11
Tomorrow: Visiting a leprosy colony a couple hours away then teaching at the Don Bosco Shelter in the evening.
Friday: Prem Dan, Motherhouse work with the older women then in the afternoon have a street food picnic with Anna at the Victoria Memorial. Don Bosco in the evening possibly.
Saturday: Prem Dan in the morning and Kali Ghat (Home for the Dying) in the afternoon. Then at night for 7 rupees we are taking a small bamboo boat to a large beautiful ghat down the river to view the Lakshima Puja.
Sunday: Prem Dan in the morning and I'm not sure for then evening maybe saying goodbye to the Don Bosco or Daya Dan children but I have to brave the ridiculous Kolkatta train station and catch a 9:30 pm train back to Varanasi. I'm excited though because my friend Hannah, from Japan, is sitting by me on the train and she is going to stay at Alice with me for awhile.
Monday: Arrive in Varanasi in the afternoon and see my brothers! I miss them all so much, but I think I will be very sad that Kolkatta is over because it's been a wonderful experience, I've seen and learned so much.
I'll put up pics from my trip when I get home to Alice and tell you all how the rest of the trip turned out but this is my schedule for the next few days if anyone is looking for specific things to pray for. Alright I love and miss you all!
Namaskar (Bengali)
Lisa
Monday, September 28, 2009
Kolkatta Days 5-6
Yesterday I worked at Daya Dan in the afternoon instead of going back to Prem Dan, with Publio (Brazil) and Emily (from the USA.) It's for severely mentally challenged young boys. They were really precious but very challenging. They suffer from several diseases and conditions like cerebral palsy, parkinsons, and mnay others I'm nto even sure. Some are very low functioning, I was feeding a few of them some fruity pulpy snack and I would put it in their mouth with a spoon and they wouldn't realize it was there and just sit there with it in their mouths and let it drip out. Very humbling but I'm glad I get to help a little bit. The children will pull themselves around the floor with their arms but they seem to be very happy. It was very fun trying to read to them, especially to this one little boy who would laugh every time I spoke it Spanish but not when I spoke in English...haha so cute. So I would try to translate the books into Spanish for him and he was cracking up. Pretty much none of them speak, not even Bengali or Hindi so they communicate with smiles and grunts and gestures (the older women also almost always communicate like this.)
I'm going to the idol dunking part of the puja down by the river this afternoon. I had to say goodbye to Yoshi and Publio because they are going to Nepal for a 2 week trek then coming to my school so yea!!! I also learned that I love lassi a fruit yogurt drink that' s ammmmmmmmazing! There is a chance to go the the leper colony on Thursday but I'm not sure if the train ticket extension will work out because I'm on the "waiting list." lame
The work with the older women is very difficult physically and mentally it has its rewards though. I'm having a very difficult time writing my experiences because this doesn't translate. I might not blog again until Sarnath unless I really feel like it because I feel like I need to let people know what's going on but I'm not sure what I'm even thinking so it's difficult and I'm not motivated because it feels like work.
Namaste
Lisa
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Kolkatta days 2-4.
This morning I woke up at 4:40 am, it was still dark and I saw Orion in the sky above my hostel. I was the wake up call for the older Malasian friend, Ming, who is leaving for Bangladesh today and a group of friend I met yesterday and had dinner with composed of a nice Brazilian boy named Publio and a bunch of Japanese people, one named Yoshi :) At dinner I ate with these friends and a very friendly girl from New Zealand, the crazy thing was she majored in Japanese and Publio knew Japanese really well! So I'm freaking in India and not understanding South Americans because of Japanese...THE JONAS BROTHERS! Most of the Americans I've met (very few) seem unhappy and not that friendly so I'm making a lot of foreign friends instead.
I did my first volunteer work at the Sisters of Charity, Mother Teresa's "mother house." I requested to work at the Kali Ghat also know as the Home for the Dying, but I ended up getting placed at Prem Dan which means "Gift of God." Prem Dan is a long term recovery home for several hundred chronically ill, mentally ill, physically disabled and/or abused men and women. I work with the women only and the first few hours we did laundry, in a 18 person assembly line, I enjoyed carrying the wet loads on the head up a few flights of stairs so I could overlook the Kolkatta ghetto skyline. I looked over the wall of Prem Dan and saw 3 small children teaching themselves from books, this must be their, it was a little sad but that's not exactlythe right feeling it was something between sad and hopeful and beautiful. Maybe not a between, perhaps more of a mixture. Then we had a chia break (of course, can we initiate this into our culture please.) Then worked for a few more hours giving massages to the women feet, hands, and arms, as well as feed them lunch and cleaning up lunch. We also had to put all 187 patients in their beds, most can walk but some can't so we lift them into their beds.
I'm seriously thinking about extending my train ticket a few more day because of the way everything worked out I will only get to volunteer for 5 days and that not really going to be long enough I can already tell, plus it's really refreshing meeting English speakers and get to taste new foods and see new things since I've mostly stayed in Sarnath until now. I have to go because I'm meeting some people at some place I can't exactly remember so walk around and experience the Durja Puja...it's going to be CRAZY! I'm excited, and really happy people the people in Kolkatta and generally a lot friendlier than Varanasi people, they don't hassle you and say hello and smile a lot more. We are walking to some shrines and after that I'm not sure what happens so I'll tell you later.
Oh yea and mo: tell grandma I went to Mass it will make her happy :)
I love and miss everyone and by the time I'm back at the school my time in India will have met it's half way mark, bitter sweet. I will be so sad to leave but I am still counting down the days to see friends and family at home. Plus it will be Christmastime, which I though of today because I bought Sara's Christmas present!
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Bilbo said it best...
It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out of your door, he used to say.
You step into the Road, and if you don't keep your feet, there is no knowing
where you might be swept off to.Today I survived the Kolkata train station that serves millions of passengers everyday. It. was. insane.
I felt like a mute albino minnow in an ocean of Bengali speaking piranhas. I was trying for quite awhile to find the ferry next to the train station to go across the river, it shouldn't have been that difficult, I mean...look for the river right? Well unfortunately common sense (as well as your sense of direction and sense of sanity) are useless here. I found a hostel and there are a ridiculous amount of Japanese people in mine, it's like one foreign country to another. Cole would love it :) Why don't Americans ever travel to India? I have met 2 Americans in 2 months, and they were at the school for 10 minutes. Europeans love it though, in fact I have been invited to stay for free in Italy, Japan, London, Spain, and all over Switzerland! Score!
While I was practicing my Hindi script and talking to a friendly Japanese lady this old Malaysian man playing the tabla(s) [spelling? it's two small drums] ordered us chia and we got to talking about Philosophy, the Mind, and Music, honestly most of it was over my head. Or some of the time I couldn't concentrate because I was thinking to myself "There is a shirtless Malaysian tabla guru discussing with me the concept of the paradigm of simplicity on a rooftop in Kolkata." Focus! He was really smart though, it made me think about how my English is really slipping here, especially when it comes the Philosophical jargon, which is okay because I need that for one more year of school and then probably never again.
Okay I going to go buy some bananas, read my bible and try to sleep but will most likely fail because of mosquitoes and the noise of the city.
Namaste Dost!
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Kolkata Approaching
Sunday, September 20, 2009
An Impromptu Tour
Kesav and No'rbu being a little shy and giving you a small tour. They are normally a lot crazier but were trying to act proper for the camera. Notice No'rbu's awesome football uniform; all the boys got these from Valentino for their morning work out sessions because before they were exercising in their pants.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
H1N1
Every once in awhile No'rbu, Bikash, & Kesav will meet in the kitchen at night to play checkers and the new favorite I taught them, Go Fish. Which they call "gold fish" which is confusing when they are asking "Do you have a Gold Fish?", then to say no they say "Gold Fish!" Which sounds like they didn't hear the fish name so they person asking say "G! Gold Fish" "Yea I know...GOLD FISH!!!" I'm sorry if you didn't follow that because it's funny.
While playing I figured out that I can play an entire game of checkers and "Gold Fish" without using English. In fact most of my Hindi phrases are useless in the real world. When am I ever going to need to say "King Me!" or "Do you have a hammer head shark?" in a real life situation. Oh well. I'm also learning the script they use, which is really beautiful and totally complicated but it feels more like art and less like studying so I don't mind. ओके सो इ'म नोट थिस गुड अत हिन्दी बुत थे त्रंलाटर थिंग मेक्स आईटी लुक लिखे इ'म फ्लुएंत।
I did some math the other day and I have 87 more days in India...I really don't want to waste them! I'm trying to get everything out of this that I can but also trying to stay unstressed because 1. I want to get away from the stressful way I lived during school, working all the time, and worrying too much. and 2. Being stressed here is really looked down upon, reading a book or scripture, meditation, having tea, and 'freeing your mind' are virtues here, where at home too much of this and you are considered lazy. Here you are considered centered. I want to keep living like this back at home, but I'm not sure that's even possible, bringing this philosophy and lifestyle home and trying to make ends meet will be like fitting a square peg in a round hole, for a lack of a more creative analogy. I get homesick from time to time especially in the evenings or when someone cannot understand my English so there ends up being a big misunderstanding.
I did some more math and by the time I get home Cameron and I will have lived in the same city for 116 days of our relationship, and the other 242 were spent away, either I was in Portland, he was in Nashville or at camp or I was in Ecuador or India. 116-242! One week after getting home we will have been together a year, some might think it should not count as a year seeing as we never saw eachother or even communicated during more than half of the year. I think it should count as two years; anyone who has been in that situation knows what I mean. Although I was told two days ago that
"Cameron is making new girlfriend, because you are too long away."
When the boys and I watched Prince Caspian in Hindi tonight, the mouse with Eddie Izzards voice "Jai Ho, Jai Ho! Aslan!" I smiled. I've asked several people and still can't pin point the meaning of Jai Ho, it's similar to the English hail, or long live.
I'm enjoying the time to read so far I've read Matthew and am working my way through John, Walden, The Jungle Book, The Deathly Hallows, The Hobbit, Man's Search for Meaning, The Great Divorce, The Four Loves & The Time Machine, supplemented by several Alice philosophy books, that, trust me, are difficult even though they are 1/2 illustrations. These children learn English based on these books, that's why they are all so smart. I recently found Boom speak 5 languages, and No'rbu 7! Nepali, Hindi, Bihari, Tibetan, English, Italian, and his "mother tongue" (tribal language.) AND he know some German too! (By the way he is 12 years old and I never see him study, he's always playing football or cricket.) Do you feel dumb? I do.
Okay...the internet is starting to have swine symptoms so I better post this before I lose the connection. Namaste! बाय फ्रिएंड्स इ लव एंड मिस यू अल!!!!
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Janpaur Photos
Some of the kids at the Hostel saw a picture of Cameron that I got in the mail and started speaking in Hindi and cracking up. I grabbed the picture and inquired about what was so funny and they couldn't describe it so Kesav tried to write it out on paper what was so funny and this is what he wrote "He is looks liek ROCKY" Haha they think he looks like a boxer-moviestar.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Harry P'capote and Janpur
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Puja
One of the teachers at the school has a skin disease that western medicine has been unable to treat. Therefore, here they believe it's an evil spirit and the only way to healing is through puja. Also as I have mentioned the monsoon isn't strong and there are a lot of wells drying up. So 2 days ago, because of these two reasons there was a 28 hour long puja at the Hindu temple at our school. There are no sound laws in India so they set up enormous speakers that blasted the sound of the puja out, you could hear it far away.
It started at 11:00 am Thursday and about 30 people gathered in the temple as sang mantras, and read scripture and played music in the temple while screaming into the microphones. Other people stayed outside waiting their turn or joining in. Since it went all night we prepared dinner for maybe 70 people (that's a lot of chapati and churry!) it took hours to prepare and serve. the hostel boys did most of the work and never complained. they also served themselves last and ate at 11:45 p.m. Most of the people, including many students stayed up all night praying and singing. They prayed all through school on Friday then in the afternoon around 2 pm a Brahmin priest came and performed a ceremony for Negendra with fire and chanting. It hadn't rained in a week and right as the 27 puja ended it not only rained for almost all day and night but the temperature dropped 10-15 degrees for a couple days. It's something I can type up simply but never fully describe the sounds and smells and feeling of the school during the puja. They said they have never performed puja and it not rain. Kind of crazy. I think a lot of people think hinduism is a lot of superstions but i'm starting to see that these people have MORE faith that God can provide than most Christians I know. All in all it was an very interesting experience to say the very least.
Tonight I am going to visit a school about 5 hours away. It's supposed to be really beautiful with a lot of mountains so I'm excited I will stay their one and a half days. I will be playing games with the villiage children and planning a mural to paint at the school. It's also the same school Vipin and myself at starting the sewing project at so I am excited to meet his wife, who will head up the project.
In other news Cole (the cat) got himself in big trouble because he spilled all the dood (milk) that Kesav and Vivek bought with their own money. They have been cursing Cole all day and night for knocking over their milk. It took them weeks to save the money so they cried when it was dripping from the bed on the dirty floor.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
A Bump In The Night
Splash!