Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Tough Goodbyes

This week consisted of students reviewing for their exams, packing, and saying my goodbyes.

This weekend, my cooperating teacher had Andrea
and I over for dinner. She made delicious masala dosa (because she knows it's my favorite) and fried rice. We hung out with her family and met her youngest daughter, two-year-old Anu, who is a chunk of cuteness. It was so nice to just sit, talk, and truly enjoy everyone's company.


Onam is a South Indian festival celebrating the new year (but it's not actually celebrated at the beginning of the year), and it was so special that I got to celebrate it with my cooperating teacher and her family on Sunday. We dressed up in saris, saw a traditional dance, and ate off of a banana leaf in true Indian fashion-with our hands!! It took a second to get used to, but within a minute, I was a pro! We had rice and various curries, many of which were made with coconut. So good!


My favorite English teacher was sick and could not be at school for 10 days, so Sunu, Andrea, Shruti and I (my Indian squad) went to visit her. Usually when someone is ill, many people will visit their home. She brought us tea and her son played a classical Indian instrument for us. She was so upbeat despite being sick. Then, the squad went out for tacos at Dominoes. Yes, the pizza place. No, they were not Mexican tacos, but the Indian-ized vegetarian version. They were sooo good!


On Tuesday I had to say goodbye to class 3F. Again,
they showered me with cards and gifts. I will miss every face and personality. They said, "Ma'am, why do you have to go back to your country? Just stay!" And the teachers showed me the newspaper ad for job openings at DPS. Though it pains me to leave my students and new teacher friends, there is so much to learn in other countries before settling. I am not done learning, traveling, or seeing new places.


Today, I had to say goodbye to my teachers. It was a holiday, so there were no students; teachers use this as a collaboration day. So I said goodbye to the English staff room four times and did not leave my cooperating teacher's side all day. She was my hardest goodbye. In her card to me was a quote: "Goodbyes are not forever, goodbyes are not the end; they simply mean I'll miss you, 'til we meet again."

The connection with my co-op was so special. She taught me so much, but insisted that we learned from each other. She mentored me at school professionally and also became a close friend, whom I will miss dearly. But I will be back to visit.

I am truly thankful and am celebrating the memories. I have experienced friendships that transcend language and culture. It's possible to deeply love people so different from yourself. We have more in common than we think, yet still so much to talk about and learn from each other. How cool is it to have friends halfway across the world! I told them, "You're only a 15.5 hour flight away!" Maybe it's not that comforting, but whatever.

Today I also said goodbye to my roommate, travel buddy, and partner in crime. We too, have an amazing connection and shared love for teaching internationally and traveling. She is a brave and adventurous spirit, and totally understands me! What a blessing to have had her by my side throughout this journey.

I feel like I am leaving home to go to my other home. A piece of my heart is in India, and I have grown; I will never be the same.

Saturday, September 12, 2015

Last post

“The world is inhabited by all kinds of people. They are isolated by land and water, religion, customs, habits. The minds and hearts of these people are much alike. Under sudden or stressed emotions, they blossom forth or explode in riots, fights, dance, song, prayer. At such times they become one mind, one heart. And the world vibrates with the intensity of their feelings, emotions, angers, laughters." M.K. Gandhi

Debunking Preconceptions
In one of my first blogs, I typed out things I had read about India or that others had told me. Let's see if they have held up:

  • It's dirtyYes, India is very dusty. There is often trash on the ground, no trash bins to collect garbage, and you cannot drink the water. However, people's homes are very clean. If they can afford it, they have maids that come wash the floors and dishes every day. 
  • It's disorganized 
    Americans perceive India as disorganized, yes. But the truth is, they have a system that works for them. It's often chaotic because no one really follows traffic rules, they don't wait in line or wait their turn. Once we went to the store to get a cell phone. The man said "Come back tomorrow." We did, and I selected the phone I wanted. He said, Ok, come back tomorrow." The next day, he said, "Ok, I'll be right back." He left on his scooter and returned with the cell phone box. To pick up milk, some shoes, and bread, you will have to go to three different stores. I can think of 297602938 ways to do these things more efficiently, but this is their process.
  • It's crowded
  • It's smelly
  • I will definitely get very sick
  • Men don't treat women very well
  • It will be very hot with monsoons
  • I will fall in love with the culture
  • The food is delicious
  • They love cows and jewelry 
  • They are curious about Americans, especially if you have blonde hair
"All religions share a common rootAll religions share a common root, which is limitless compassion.

quotes from here: http://thriveconnection.com/2015/08/18/strangers/?utm_source=Connection&utm_campaign=5524565fed-Weekly_Connection_2015_08_24&utm_medium=email&utm_term=0_59f8971ca4-5524565fed-72830661

They emphasize human improvement, love, respect for others, and compassion for the suffering of others.
In so far as love is essential in every religion, we could say that love is a universal religion.
But the various techniques and methods for developing love differ widely between the traditions.
I don’t think there could ever be just one single philosophy or religion.
Since there are so many different types of people, with a range of tendencies and inclinations,
it is quite fitting that there are differences between religions.
And the fact that there are so many different descriptions of the religious path shows how rich religion is.
– H.H. the XIVth Dalai Lama
They become less of a "they". Now I have friends across the world. People are just people, imperfect and in need of love and connection. We are more the same than I ever thought.

"They" have faces. "They" are real.

Not to go all "world peace" on you, or claim that my teaching experience has had some profound effect on the world, but hear this: what if we all branched out a little? Got out of our comfort zones to meet people in a different neighborhood, culture or country? We may not solve wars or bridge gaps between religious or territorial disagreements, but we can still, just maybe, be friends.

Things have come full circle. I stood in the check in line at O'Hare crying and telling myself to be brave. And here I am again, hugging my students goodbye, crying and telling myself to be strong.

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Friday, September 11, 2015

Love & Marriage

I have gathered "data" from several sources over the last couple months, and have found the concept of marriage here so fascinating. I always thought arranged marriages were a thing of the past, but they are indeed the way of life here.

Teacher 1 described this to me: Once a girl reaches her early to mid-twenties, her parents start talking to family friends and friends of friends to feel out if there are any potential suitors. They also have matrimonial websites where the parents can go online to find a match for their daughter. The parents will arrange a meeting at the girl's house. The families will sit in the front room and the girl will serve them tea. Then, the couple will sit in a room by themselves to talk, and the man will ask the woman questions about herself, like what are her hobbies, where did she do her studies, etc. It's very much about accomplishments and the family status. Males might look for a woman who is educated, maybe of a higher caste, can cook, has good manners, and can serve tea well.

In this teacher's experience, they only had 15 minutes in a room together to decide the REST OF THEIR LIVES. The man and his family will leave the house and say, "Ok, we will inform you later." This teacher did not ask the guy any questions and wasn't into it. A woman also may want to turn down at least one male suitor before she accepts. He called later to say he had rejected her. But his brother said, "No, the girl was nervous, give her another chance." So he called again and made an offer. Teacher 1 accepted, only because her parents wanted her to. 

At the time, he lived 4 hours away, and it is not acceptable to visit the guy's house until you are married. He could not visit her, because he had to work and the distance was too much. So they talked on the phone and texted for only 2 MONTHS before their wedding. She had not met the guy's mother until that day. Now they have been married 7 years and have 2 children. She says they are still learning to love each other. They call this "love after marriage." This woman has such amazing qualities (kind, intelligent, caring, SO hilarious, loves food, reading, etc), and it saddens me to think that her husband married her without falling in love with these qualities first.

Teacher 2 had a "love marriage," or love before marriage. This is extremely rare and forbidden, really. In love marriages, the couple is shunned from their families. They must run away together. Teacher was smiling and so happy talking about her husband, but said her family only recently acknowledged the marriage. She has been married for 14 years and has a 12-year-old daughter.

Teacher 3's experience is even sadder. I think the more common experience is that after an arranged marriage, the couple ends up hating each other. They are stuck, though, because divorce is not an option. It's absolutely off the table. Teacher 3 has been verbally abused by her husband. She has also been extremely rude and hateful toward him in reaction. But still, they must live a lie. They put on a front and have been forced to tolerate each other for 35 years. They are not friends and are unhappy, which affects all other aspects of their lives.

Teacher 4's story is much better. She did not want to get married and wanted to continue in her higher studies. However, after her arranged marriage, she is now totally (still) in love with her husband of 20+ years.

And sorry, singles! 30 is considered VERY old. By 35, you are a lost cause and your family will basically disown you.

Indian weddings are also fascinating. They are usually a three-day process and involve tons of money, guests, food, several outfit changes and many rituals. The male's family pays for all the guests to eat for 3 days, and to fly in any foreign guests.

Even after marriage Indians are rarely affectionate. A married couple may be sitting next to each other, but you would have no idea they even know each other!

Monday, September 7, 2015

The Countdown Begins!

My fave English teacher, Lakshmi.
Going to miss this lady!
T-8 days until I'm back in the States, and I can't wait! I am wrapping up the chapters I've been teaching and students are reviewing for their summative assessments (across all Delhi Public Schools).

Saturday was Teacher Appreciation Day. I wish every day was Teacher Appreciation Day. Students decorated our room and showered us with gifts, candy and cards. Then, students walked around to all the staff rooms and fed us cake (like they took a chunk with their hands and put it up to our mouths). Then, they touched our feet, which is a sign of respect for elders. At night, there was a festival for teachers with live music, games, food and dancing. I won a prize for randomly wearing a headband and Andrea won for best dancer. The teachers were so much fun outside of school! Laughing and taking pictures. Great memories. One teacher's flash wouldn't go off and a group of us were trying to hold our poses and smiles. The gym teacher, exasperated, shouted a string of Hindi words. I was like "I have no idea what she said..." Andrea finished my sentence
Teacher's Day haul.
with..."but I was thinking the same thing!" Hilarious, and true. You often don't need words to communicate.

School Updates

Science: We are finishing up the Our Body chapter, and Sammy the skeleton is looking healthier and more colorful. Students LOVED the circulatory system activities--squeezing a crumpled paper ball 90 times to simulate the heart pumping and taking their pulses after marching in place for one minute. After the paper ball exercise, I asked, "Class, aren't we so glad our heart does this for us automatically? That we do not have to think about pumping
I had Andrea recording my lesson,
so we were actually able to capture
this moment on video!
our heart every second?" They looked at me blankly, so I repeated, "Aren't you glad for your heart?!" They all started clapping and I lost it laughing in front of class. Apparently, they thought I said, "Clap for your heart."

Social Studies: The students enjoyed creating thinking maps (circle map, bubble map, tree map) on the different aspects of culture in Chennai. This sparked an idea for SS in my future classroom. Why not have country "boxes" from all over the world? A small group of students would discover different artifacts in their box and have to research and present to the class why each artifact is significant. For example, an India box might contain a some tea leaves, a sari, an elephant god figurine, etc.

English: We read a play called Clever Carla, which taught students not to be greedy. The students acted out the different roles with great enthusiasm!
Okay, so Sammy's not "medically"
accurate, but the kids love him,
and can identify all the parts!

Math: In an attempt to make Roman numerals (yawn) more interesting, I had students find a secret message. They could decode the message only by first identifying the Roman numeral that would unlock a letter.

Teacher Appreciation Day celebration.
This weekend, we attended a seminar at church and had lunch at the pastor's family's house. Then, we hung out with Andrea's cooperating teacher, Anu, and her family for dinner. Anu's husband works for the Railway, so we saw the only railway training facility in India and walked around the gardens. Then we played basketball with her daughter, Harsha, who is a bundle of energy. I taught Harsha every ball handling trick I could remember (Pistol Pete, anyone?) and we had a blast!

 Today was another rough day with my students. Both Andrea and I are struggling with lack of consequences/no behavior management system. Andrea so eloquently described it: "It's like an abusive relationship. [The students] say they won't hit again and that they're sorry, but just do it again the next day!" We laughed. And I didn't beat myself up over the rough day this time.

Untouchable

Outside of the church we attend here, there are plenty of beggars. Some are trained to put on a show. They hold tiny, filthy, naked babies and signal for food. Others will tug on your skirt and follow you all the way to your destination if you do not give them a firm "No." I have heard if you give money, there's no way to tell if it is for the beggar or for someone else who has hired them to beg. Sometimes people do terrible things, like blind or burn small children so they receive more money begging. These beggars are especially persistent in approaching anyone with light skin or who looks foreign.

There was a girl, maybe 10 years old asking for money outside church on Sunday. I am so numb to them now, I walked right past her. But Andrea stopped. The girl, Nika, only spoke Hindi. Her hair was messy and dusty. She wore a dirty, torn green kurta and scarf. Andrea invited her up the stairs to the church service. One of the church ladies stopped her on the stairs and asked what was going on. "She's coming to church," Andrea replied.

Inside, the pastor greeted Andrea and I warmly and then pointed to Nika, confused, and asked, "Is she with you?" Andrea nodded. Nika sat through the whole service, clapping her hands to the songs and listening to the Hindi translation.


I am disappointed I didn't think of inviting Nika and others like her to church. That I overlook people because if they are uneducated, they don't speak English, and how could I communicate? Or they are probably not using the money for food, so I walk past them.


Then I got upset. Why did people question her being there? Aren't we called to invite people to the church? Church people are not the ones who need to hear about Jesus. Didn't Jesus hang with poor people? What were the church people afraid of, that she would not understand the service? That she would steal something? This small act of Andrea's set a huge example for me. It really rocked my mindset. 


Though discriminating based on the caste system is technically illegal, it still exists today. Nika was born an  untouchable, or outcast of society, and has no chance of getting an education or job better than a street sweeper. If she tries, she or her family could be beat, their possessions burned, or worse. Christians don't really follow the caste system, but it's so deeply embedded in the culture, I think this caused some of the reactions. 


But I'm going to follow Andrea's example and stop thinking of excuses. I hope Nika comes back to church next week.

Tuesday, September 1, 2015

4 Days in Delhi and 14 Stops Later...

Before we left for Delhi we had lunch at the pastor's house. He and his wife are Indian, but met at college in Texas. It was fun to chat with their oldest daughter, Bethany (18) about being a Christian in a predominately Hindu culture.

We had a couple days off from school because of protests in Ahmedabad. A young leader is protesting unfair distribution of jobs and wealth in the caste system. He was detained, so his  some 450,000 followers protested with arson, etc. It was scary because we were just in Ahmedabad a couple weeks ago. The government closed schools and buildings and imposed a curfew in Gujarat. It shut down Internet and phone services. Now things seem to have calmed down.


We flew into Delhi Thursday and stayed until Monday. We covered a lot of ground in the meantime:

1. Lakshmi Temple. All religions are welcome to worship here, but we only saw idols of Hindu gods. We learned the swastik symbol means good luck. The guide told me while Hindus have many gods (literally millions), they think of one ultimate god, but with three parts: "g" for generator of the world, "o" for operator, and "d" for destroyer.

2. Qutub Minar. It is a 72.5m high tower built in celebration of victory over Delhi's last Hindu kingdom and is also used as a watchtower. It contains the 1st Mosque in India. Inside the complex is an iron pillar, which scientist still cannot figure how it was cast given the technology at the time.

3. Safdarjang's Tomb. The king of Kolkata built this for his father in the 18th century, and it is the last known example of Mughal architecture.

4. Gandhi Smiriti museum. This is the home and assassination place  of Gandhi. He had just finished a meeting and was led to prayer in the backyard, when he was assassinated. You can see his footsteps leading to this place, now covered by a pavilion.

We stopped for lunch near Connaught Place and I had masala dosa. Masala means "spices" and dosa
Masala dosa. I love India food!
is a type of thin bread made from fermented rice. It proved to be my favorite food in India so far. I also decided I need to visit South India (especially Kerala) because I like its food and clothing the best.

5. Next we stopped at Red Fort. It was built by Shah Jahan, a Mughal emperor and completed in 1647.

6. Rajghat. Gandhi's remains are here and so is a large memorial garden. We learned his last word was Raam, which means God.

7. Humayan's Tomb contains 108 graves. Built by his wife in 15th century, it's the 1st example of Mughal architecture. Humayan was the son of the first Mughal emperor and father of Emperor Akbar. They call it the red Taj Mahal.

Day 2
Khan market wasn't its usual crowded
self because of the festival.
Raksha Bandhan (Rhaki Festival) is a tradition celebrating brother/sister relationships. Sisters tie a rhaki bracelet on their brother or guy friend's wrist, symbolizing their love, and for the brother, it is a sign of his protection for her. We got to see our host's sister's family do this! The sister is supposed to feed the brother a something sweet, and then he gives his sister money or a gift. 
Meeting up with friends of
friends in New Delhi.

8. Laj Nagor Central Market is one of Delhi's many bazaars. The city is known for excellent shopping.

9. Khan Market and Khan Chacha restaurant. Very touristy, but we had fun exploring. Interesting that very high-end shops are right next to cheap stalls. My favorite food (topping even the masala dosa) was paneer roll at Khan Chaha restaurant. It is cottage cheese chunks in a masala gravy wrapped in a thin, fried bread. Our hosts in Delhi told us about this place, and I am so glad they did!

10. Hauz Khas Village. More shopping! 

The flower pattern that covers the Taj.
It's also found on Humayan's Tomb.
We were able to meet up with Arun, a relative of one of the families I used to babysit for in Chicago. We had coffee and then met a group of his friends from church. I decided I could see myself living in Delhi (my favorite city so far), and that I was really missing this type of community in Baroda.

Day 3

11. Agra & Taj Mahal. Obviously the massive, marble Taj became my favorite sight so far. It's breathtaking. I fell in love with the flower pattern made from precious stones that adorns the mausoleum. (If I sound like a guide book, it's because I have poured over my India travel books, totally in love with the history...and making up for the semester of World History at college, from which I retained nothing.)   
In  front of the Taj.

The Taj was built by Shah Jahan as a tomb for his 3rd wife, whom he loved very much, and died giving birth to their 14th child. The shah's grave was later placed next to his wife. It took eight years to complete. I thought it was cool how mathematically accurate the measurements are, given they had none of the modern day tools.

Day 4
12. Dilli Haat. One of Delhi's bazaars.

13. Janpath. A bazaar. Spent too many rupees. 

14. Hardiram's at Connaught Place. This is like a food court where you can try food from various parts of the country.

T-2 weeks until I'm back in the States! I am torn, as I will sob when I have to leave my teachers and kids, but sob from happiness to reunite with luxuries like beer, toilet paper and Triscuits. 

Monday, August 24, 2015

My Life is My Message - Gandhi

"I do not want my house to be walled in on all sides and my windows to be stuffed. I want the cultures of all the lands to be blown about my house as freely as possible. But I refuse to be blown off my feet by any." - Gandhi

Kankaria Lake
I just love this quote because it reflects my desire to travel, see new places and to learn other cultures. Gandhi gets me! And I could not help but think one of his other famous quotes, "My life is my message", would make an excellent tattoo, except it's such a strong statement to live up to!

Last weekend we visited Ahmedabad, the largest city in Gujarat. A driver picked us up and took us all around. First, we stopped at Kankaria Lake, which is a large man-made lake with amusement parks around. It was a scenic place to run and for families to come and play.

Then we went to a mosque built in the 1500s. We had to take our shoes off and they would not let women even approach the structure, so we looked from a distance. We were also not allowed to take pictures.

Gandhi's house
Then, we went to the Gandhi museum and saw the religious living community, called ashram, where he stayed while in India. Here, he paid Indians to spin cloth in support of the Independence movement. There was a lot to read, but not many artifacts, as he was a simple man. He was involved in many national and international political issues, and often went on long fasts until a favorable decision was made. It sounds like Gandhi, and many people here take pieces from different religious and stitch them together to form a belief system. They read the Vedas as well as the Bible and Quran.

The next stop was Akshardam Temple, a Hindu place of worship. Again, quite the process to get in. We had to leave everything-purses, cell phones, shoes, etc. to enter. The architecture was stunning, so intricately detailed. Inside, there was a huge idol and many other idols of gods surrounding for people to pray to.

Adalaj Stepwell
My favorite stop was the Adalaj Stepwell. It’s structured in a way that the rainfall collected in this bath, were people would come for religious cleansing. There were spiral staircases and passageways leading down. The stone was carved so beautifully that we just stopped and stared for a while.

This weekend we saw Bahubali, a popular Hindi movie, at a new theater. We went with Kaushayla, a Hindi teacher at the school. She helped translate what was going on every so often. Our snack of choice was popcorn and Pepsi, but you can also get Indian chat, or snacks. There is an intermission during every movie.

Sunday, we went to one of two Christian churches in the city. It was a dual service-Hindi and English. Everyone was very kind and welcoming. We went to one of Andrea’s student’s houses for lunch. Andrea has been informally teaching Spanish to a group students during their breaks. They practice with the handy DuoLingo app at home, so we helped two of her students learn animal vocabulary. This is what they do on the weekends for fun!

These girls (6th grade) are so studious—one is also trying to learn French, German and Spanish. This is in addition to the languages most Indians have. Usually they know 1) Their local language (here is Gujrati), 2) Their home language (if they grew up in a different part of India), 3) Hindi, 4) Sanskrit (similar to Hindi), and English.

Sammy gets a digestive system.
In other school news, we have started the “Our Body” chapter in Science. The school has a skeleton, but we cannot bring it into the classroom...so I made a foldable one! Sammy the Skeleton received a muscular system and digestive system, and soon a nervous system. The kids loved the activity I found—taking a piece of bread and squishing it in a Ziploc bag to simulate digestion. I added juice and squished it some more (they were surprisingly not grossed out). I explained the intestines absorb what is needed and then drained the “waste water” in the sink. I threw out the solid waste in the trash. Science is so cool, right?!

Thursday, August 20, 2015

It's Not All Sunshine and Rainbows

My experience has been amazing so far, but it's not easy. The last few days have been trying, and I wanted to be open about the difficulties as well as the "wins."

My students are adorable, but very naughty. They are academically sound, but their behavior is 235702938 times worse than my American kiddos. I have not quite been able to figure this out.

Part of the problem is that they are not allowed to go outside for recess. Inside, they cannot run or throw things. This limits their options to wrestling each other. Then come the tears, the injuries, and complaints.

They are extremely loud (because there are 41 of them!), and sometimes it can take ten minutes of class time just to establish quiet. Yesterday, I was frustrated because I literally could not make myself louder than them. During class, they often shout out answers or come up to the board to ask questions while I am teaching (though I have practiced hand raising with them again and again).
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Since a glass of wine is not an option here,
one must turn to Indian chocolates.

It's difficult stepping into an environment where there is little follow-through with consequences. If a student does receive a consequence, it does not seem to impact their behavior. There is no school-wide behavior management system in place. Teachers usually deliver empty threats or make students stand during the lesson, which does nothing at all.

I made a mistake on the board during a math lesson (I was going through it so slowly I lost track of my steps!) when Sunu was observing me. I was so embarrassed! And on top of this, my host mom is having some personal issues and she has been extremely difficult to get along with. Rough day.

Here, students are not allowed to make mistakes, and especially not teachers. In fact, teachers are often shamed by the principal. If a teacher makes a mistake on a student's report card, she must buy another one for 150 rupees. When students get to 6th grade, they are only allowed to write in pen. Positive reinforcement is non-existent. 

I don't want to paint a negative picture of India, because I do love it here. I love the vibrant culture, the sharp students, and wonderful teachers. I am so engrossed in this culture I forget to step back and remember teachers have very difficult jobs. Especially in a foreign environment and perfectionist culture. 

But I counted to ten, went to yoga, prayed to MY God, cried a little, had some pineapple ice cream and tried to convince myself I am a good teacher. Tomorrow is a new day.

Saturday, August 15, 2015

Happy Independence Day!

Aquatic life dress up day at school.
If this is not the cutest thing ever,
 I don't know what is. 
What a great week! Just when my time is over halfway through here, I feel like I am deepening relationships with teachers, knowing my students, discovering places to hang out and truly experiencing India.

Mango ice cream in Old Baroda
with Sunu, Shruti and Andrea.
My cooperating teacher is such a gem. She and her sister took Andrea and I to the Baroda museum, on a toy train ride through the zoo, and to the local--very authentic, very Indian--marketplace. Being a science teacher, Sunu was geeked for the zoo, even though we had just been there with the students! And I was jazzed about seeing a blue whale skeleton at the museum. It’s one of the largest full blue whale skeletons, and people travel from all over the world to see it. The museum and zoo area is surrounded by grassy gardens near the college campus. All this land was given to Baroda by the maharajah, or former king, and the buildings are timeworn, but stunning.  We stopped to get ice cream and walked around the gardens.

The vendor we bought
bindis from.
The marketplace in what they call “Old Baroda” was one of the most enchanting places. It was dusty, bustling and shoulder-to-shoulder with people and cattle, and crowded with shops selling everything from kurtas to appliances. The sun started to set, and this place became magical. I felt like I had stepped into a storybook, and the flashes of color, the vendors with various merchandise hanging from their carts, the dim lights, the murmur voices buying and selling--was all a dream. This marketplace was a maze of streets and alleys, with no street signs or store signs or addresses. People ducked in and out of shops, corners and doors that didn’t look like doors. You had to feel your way around and know this place, it’s culture, by heart. Even the locals get lost here, but we had Shruti with us, and she knew the way. We picked up some bindis, bangles and earrings, then stopped for more ice cream (the ice cream was only 10 rupees, or 16 cents!). This was my favorite experience in India so far.

Independence Day celebration.
In other news, Andrea and I have been going to yoga at least four times per week. In case you yogis were wondering how serious these people are about yoga, imagine doing 100 sun salutation sequences. Yes, we “worshiped” the sun in 4 sets of 25. That sun better feel loved!

My cooperating teacher, Sunu's birthday is
also on Independence Day!
The school's Independence Day celebration was so much fun. One of the Hindi teachers at school, Kaushalya, came to our house to help with the saris. While I love how elegant they look, it is a process to drape these things, pin them, walk, climb stairs (much less any other movements), and to take them off. They are a lot of work! But I felt good wearing it. The teachers recognized and appreciated my sari-wearing as an effort to know, learn and love their culture. Someone even took my photo for the school yearbook! The students performed a miming act, played musical instruments,  and danced traditional Indian dances. Everyone sang national songs and then the national anthem while the flag was raised.

We are going to Ahmedabad tomorrow, where one of Gandhi’s homes serves as a museum. Excited to see this city. More later!

Xoxo


~Rachel

Monday, August 10, 2015

Selfie, Ma'am? Please?


Class 3F loved visiting the birds at the zoo--especially
the peacocks (the national bird).
Life is full here in India! We took the 3rd graders (all 245 of them) to the zoo last week. It was a blast. So cool to see them make connections to what we had been learning about birds in class and then get to see a bunch of exotic ones in real life. And it was just a nice break from the white-walled classroom. 


Students asked, "Selfie, Ma'am?
Please?
Lesson planning is a ton of work. Especially here, since there are no shortcuts with technology. I am finding myself getting crafty and drawing things by hand, making cut outs, etc. Little did I know, with teaching, I would consequently become a singer/songwriter, artist, magician and actress. It takes effort to keep 41 kiddos entertained! 

The Kindness Box, one of my
many crafty endeavors.
Science and math are now my favorite subjects to teach. I introduced multiplication and they are learning division next week. In Science, I am planning a unit on the human body. They are going to love adding new body systems to the class skeleton we are making! I am nervous though, as it could get tricky after that, learning about counting money (in rupees) in Math and measurement (metric system) for Science.

Next week we are implementing my creation, the Kindness Box. We've been having issues with students tattling (they don't have a Hindi word for tattling here, so I had to explain to my teacher what it meant!) and constantly coming up to us with problems. My goal is to help them start solving their problems among each other. I figured if they had to write out their complaints, they'd think twice before taking it to the teacher!

Bhel puri
In the no WiFi days, Andrea and I found a new coffee bar with delicious snacks. Bhel puri is a popular street food snack in Mumbai, but we were afraid we'd get sick if we ate it while we were there. It is made of rice, vegetables and tamarind sauce. It was SO good! The coffee bar serves all their soda with ice cream-my kind of place!

One of my teacher friends is so nice in explaining everything India. We go to the cafeteria for hot chai (tea with milk and sugar) every day (no matter how hot it is outside!). At first, I thought we were drinking chai tea, but she said you could get lemon chai, herbal chai, etc. When they serve it, people sometimes say, "with love" in Hindi, which I thought was  cute.    

Shruti, Andrea and I post sari shopping.
Since India's Independence Day celebration is on Saturday, my cooperating teacher, Sunu and her sister, Shruti, took us shopping for saris. It is quite the process--buying all the parts (sari, petticoat, blouse, bindi, earrings), putting them on, and getting them to stay on! We were instructed to buy 12 safety pins and practice walking in them every day until Saturday. We are so excited, and pictures to come! 

Saturday, August 1, 2015

18 Must-Have Skills for Teachers

Are You Fit to be a Teacher?

In an assignment for student teaching, I was to write about the skills and characteristics teachers must possess. I actually enjoyed writing it, and it showed me how much I have learned and grown during the past couple years of school and field experience. I was amazed at all the skills I so easily thought of! Are there any you would add? Disagree with?


Teaching requires many special skills, and during the day, a teacher can wear many hats in addition to just educating the students in her class:

1.      Empathy and social-emotional support: A teacher also assumes some responsibility for ensuring students have a sense of community in the class, are making friends, and feel safe and cared for. Students need to view their teacher as someone they can trust, who cares about them, and will listen to their problems.

2.      Creativity: Whether it is working with time constraints, dealing with limited resources, or dreaming up lesson plans to reach her students, a teacher must have a creative streak. Especially in primary, the ability to design activities, worksheets, teaching aids, posters, bulletin boards, anchor charts, and PowerPoints is key. Incorporating different modalities and learning styles requires creativity, too. A teacher must be able to explain a topic or present material in various ways to accommodate students with disabilities or other learning needs.

3.      Authoritative voice: Teachers need to be able to speak firmly and loudly when appropriate. They must demand respect of the classroom, but in a kind way.

4.      Organization and planning: With so much going on and so many students, it is important to stay organized. There are papers to correct, report cards to complete, school activities and functions, field trip forms, makeup work for kids who were absent, and many teaching aids and materials that need attention. Teachers should be able to anticipate situations, student reactions and responses, and plan ahead for them. You always need backup games, activities or lessons just in case something doesn’t go as planned.

5.      Teamwork and collaboration: In order to be an effective teacher, you have to work well with others. This means listening to ideas, sharing your own, and coming up with creative solutions with your department or other teachers at the same grade level. Teachers must be available to others to bounce ideas off of, share research, and strategies that work. You should be open-minded and easy to get along with if you must sit down with a group to plan regularly.

6.      Advocacy: Especially with students who come from low-income families, teachers must have a sense of justice and advocating for what is right. Whether it’s advocating for resources like money for certain projects, grants for more technology, or going on field trips, they must be able to speak up so students get the care they need. Teachers should also advocate for themselves—whether it’s taking care of their salary, ability to move into leadership positions, vacation or sick time, or attending conferences and professional development, teachers must ask for these things as they are not always readily provided. Teachers must care for themselves and their families so they can better care for their classrooms.

7.      Communication: Being in regular communication with parents, the principal and other staff is important because it builds trust. A teacher must be able to give clear instructions for students during a lesson so they can understand.

8.      Thinking on the fly: Just in case something changes during the day, there is an emergency, or a lesson takes a different turn, teachers should have the instinct to teach on the fly. It is helpful to have games, activities and experience in your back pocket.

9.      Flexibility: The ability to adjust or revamp lesson plans at a moment’s notice is desirable. If students aren’t grasping a concept in the way you planned, you must be able to move with them, and at their pace.

10.  Multi-tasking: Multitasking means being able to see all of the classroom at once. While teaching a lesson, the teacher has to gauge student reactions, responses and understanding, while keeping everyone on task. A teacher could be dealing with a discipline issue, and at the same time, remembering she has to contact the parent after school. It could be grading papers while helping her student teacher with a lesson plan.

11.  Entertaining: A teacher must be interesting enough to capture her students’ attention. This could mean role playing as an important historical figure for social studies or making hand gestures so ESL students don’t get lost during the lesson. It also helps to have a sense of humor. A teacher with this characteristic makes content relatable to students, and sees the world through their eyes.

12.  Time management: A teacher must manage her time both with lesson planning and with correction work at home. During the day, a teacher must gauge how long the instruction piece of her lesson will take. She must manage her free periods for work time, collaboration with other teachers, communication with parents and the principal and for meetings.

13.  Work/life balance: If a teacher is to have a lasting career in education, she must make sure she takes time off and practices self-care. She must have a healthy, stable family life to be fully present and available for her students.

14.  Leadership: By setting a good example for her students, a teacher practices perhaps a quiet leadership. Through the way she conducts herself, others will learn values and how to act toward others. Among her colleagues, a teacher should come forth with innovative ideas and solutions. She should boost the morale of her team or department.

15.  Management: This skill includes putting together daily routines like classroom jobs, logistics, and running the day and week’s schedule properly.

16.  Responsibility: Since students’ futures are at stake, teachers must be accountable for the learning in her class. She must ensure the safety and well-being of her students, and for their learning environment.

17.  Problem-solving: A teacher must be able to deal with conflict in a mature way. Many times the principal or other leadership is not available and she must look in herself for answers and seek out resources for herself.
18.  Intelligence: The ability to learn new strategies, programs, and teaching methods will benefit students. She must have a deep understanding of content, especially in her subject area, to be able to answer students’ questions and offer excellent, clear explanations for the way things work.