Yesterday I had my first teaching experience in an Indian classroom. My lesson involved a listening activity, a group writing assignment, and a small speaking component. I think it was well received by the students. It also gave me an opportunity to see what level they are at. I got a lot of sentences that looked like this:
Tiger name Juju. Tiger age 6.
I guess I know what my next lesson in that classroom will look like.
And of course Fourth of July did fall on a spicy Wednesday. I was served a lot of the spicy dish so I thought this spicy Wednesday was extremely spicy. About half way through lunch I wanted to cry from pain-it felt like I had just eaten two full jalapenos.
Since our stomachs were burning all day and it was the hottest day outside in a while we all went to The Garden restaurant to have a sweet lassi. The Garden restaurant is this cute little place right near our house. They make delicious sweet lassi but they were all out yesterday so instead I got almond milk. It was delicious and helped to put out the fire in my stomach!
As a fun activity my field director planned an evening out! We went to this very fancy hotel in downtown Trichy. We were going there to swim, have an alcoholic beverage, and eat dinner. South India is very conservative-especially in regards to what women wear, how much skin is showing, and where on the body that skin is showing. For instance, it is perfectly acceptable for your stomach to be seen while wearing a sari, however it is not okay for any part of your shoulder to be seen. Now back to the pool: Us three girls dressed for the pool. We all dressed slightly differently were all dressed in a way that was appropriate to the culture. I had on my bathing suit bottoms with a t-shirt on, my field director was wearing a shirt and leggings, and Anusha (the only South Indian among us) was wearing shorts and a t-shirt. We are all a little nervous to leave the changing room because we were already glared at by a pool full of men as we walked into the pool area. We finally muster up the courage to come out, we quickly put our bags down near Jonathan, and then we move to make our splash in the pool....quickly two men working at the pool run over and tell us we are not dressed appropriately. It is pool rules that you must be in a bathing suit! HAHA!!! We all just stood there so awkwardly as all the men in the pool watched and we tried to negotiate. We were unsuccessful and quickly bee-lined it to the changing room. On our way out the guy asked us if we wanted to use the gym instead....we all just laughed really hard.
We then went to a bar in that same hotel which had a Wild West theme. It looked like a salon out of an old western movie. It was a lovely evening spent with my co-volunteers.
Tiger name Juju. Tiger age 6.
I guess I know what my next lesson in that classroom will look like.
And of course Fourth of July did fall on a spicy Wednesday. I was served a lot of the spicy dish so I thought this spicy Wednesday was extremely spicy. About half way through lunch I wanted to cry from pain-it felt like I had just eaten two full jalapenos.
Since our stomachs were burning all day and it was the hottest day outside in a while we all went to The Garden restaurant to have a sweet lassi. The Garden restaurant is this cute little place right near our house. They make delicious sweet lassi but they were all out yesterday so instead I got almond milk. It was delicious and helped to put out the fire in my stomach!
As a fun activity my field director planned an evening out! We went to this very fancy hotel in downtown Trichy. We were going there to swim, have an alcoholic beverage, and eat dinner. South India is very conservative-especially in regards to what women wear, how much skin is showing, and where on the body that skin is showing. For instance, it is perfectly acceptable for your stomach to be seen while wearing a sari, however it is not okay for any part of your shoulder to be seen. Now back to the pool: Us three girls dressed for the pool. We all dressed slightly differently were all dressed in a way that was appropriate to the culture. I had on my bathing suit bottoms with a t-shirt on, my field director was wearing a shirt and leggings, and Anusha (the only South Indian among us) was wearing shorts and a t-shirt. We are all a little nervous to leave the changing room because we were already glared at by a pool full of men as we walked into the pool area. We finally muster up the courage to come out, we quickly put our bags down near Jonathan, and then we move to make our splash in the pool....quickly two men working at the pool run over and tell us we are not dressed appropriately. It is pool rules that you must be in a bathing suit! HAHA!!! We all just stood there so awkwardly as all the men in the pool watched and we tried to negotiate. We were unsuccessful and quickly bee-lined it to the changing room. On our way out the guy asked us if we wanted to use the gym instead....we all just laughed really hard.
We then went to a bar in that same hotel which had a Wild West theme. It looked like a salon out of an old western movie. It was a lovely evening spent with my co-volunteers.
Ky, I your pool experience is so funny! I can picture you now!
ReplyDeleteI think I would have cried from spicy Wednesday! You are braver than I am when it comes to spice!
I love you SO much!! Miss you too! Wish we could have been in Columbus having ice cream and watching mom in the parade!
Love,
Erie
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