Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Monsoons Make You Fall in Love

 The rains have started. I mentioned to my host parents how heavy the rains were and that we got caught in a downpour on the way home from school. Basically, they said, "You ain't seen nothin' yet!" If the roads flood too much, we could get a "rain day" from school. Can you imagine! They told me if you get caught in the first monsoon of the season, you will fall in love. Too bad I got caught in the 3rd, 4th and 5th rainstorms! Though it is muddy, I am so thankful for the rain, as it has made the temperatures MUCH cooler. For the first time in twenty-some days, I went for an extended period of time without sweating. The heat (often 96, felt like 111 with the humidity) was unbearable and difficult to get used to. 

Kiddos walking to the buses during the monsoons.
Naturally, I wore my cute rain boots to school (because that’s what you do when it rains, right??) and changed my shoes when I got there. The teachers laughed HYSTERICALLY at my rain boots. “Why would you need those?” They asked. It downpours every day, and streets are filled with puddles and mud, so I'm not sure why...?  Every single person stared at me like I was a freak! (The staring was even worse than when I first arrived, and they had never seen a white, blonde girl before.) My cooperating teacher kindly explained that “gum boots” were an old-fashioned idea and something only men wore. Well, I’m owning it and will continue to wear them to school, American style.

India is so disorganized. One hard lesson I've been learning is the planner in me is to let go—and check any preconceived notions for how the day will go at the door. As in many of my international trips, I have learned my plan takes a backseat to the tradition and culture of the place I am visiting. It has made me appreciate the day when I get to manage and make decisions for my own classroom.

Everything is a process. From cooking and getting places, to paying bills and getting a cell phone. Usually a trip to get groceries takes stopping at several stores. We have not had WiFi all week, and that takes a long time to get fixed, too. I guess these are opportunities to practice patience.

Teachers created this peacock (the national bird)
decoration for a special workshop the school was holding.
It's made from flower petals and colored sand! 
Monday there was no electricity at school, so students completed their first 3 periods in the dark. Everyone acted like this was a normal occurrence. Additionally, the higher-ups changed the daily schedule and cut students’ breaks without any notice. Thirty seconds before I was supposed to teach, I found out the Social Studies teacher needed to push my lessons back three days. The one SMART classroom was randomly locked for my science lesson, so I led 41 students back to their classroom to do the parts of the lesson I could. Can anything go as planned?!

Nonetheless, students loved the science experiment. This week, the kiddos learned about birds. I created a station where they had to experiment with different types of tools representing beak types. They practiced "grabbing" different kinds of food and determining which "beak" best fit each food type. Science is the most work to plan, but the most fun to teach! Tomorrow, we are taking them to the zoo and I am beyond excited!

English is mostly grammar lessons. Though it's not the most fun and it's difficult to think of creative lessons, I feel very equipped to teach it. When I taught subject pronouns, I made funny sentences using the kids' names--they loved it! They are adding each type of pronoun to a colorful flipchart (which I painstakingly made for each of them on Saturday).

In math (pronounced "mats" here), they are learning to mentally multiply by multiples of tens, hundreds and thousands. In my "interactive" lesson, I will have student volunteers sit in chairs representing a place value and "kick" students to the next chair when they got 10 times bigger. We also practiced grouping with seeds in egg cartons, straw for making lattices, and skip counting activities.

In Social Studies, I am planing lessons about Mumbai. Students will pretend they live in Mumbai and write letters to their friends who want to visit them, explaining how they could get there, places to visit and what to eat, etc. They are also learning letter writing in English, so hopefully this gives them some extra practice.

Force feeding--It’s a cultural thing I do not understand. My host mom thinks I do not like a dish if I don’t take seconds. And even if I say no to another helping, she will put it on my plate anyway! After having dinner with our supervisor, she explained that Indians feel rude if they do not offer you food at least 2-3 times, even if you refuse the first time. At least I am well-fed! Not losing any weight here, that’s for sure. They also claim every meal is healthy, when they cook with so much butter, ghee and oil!

Andrea and I joined a Hatha yoga class here, in the yoga capital of the world!! Okay, the yoga capital is actually in southern India, but close enough to being authentic. There are people our age (including a girl who studied at Ferris in Michigan!), and it's a nice way to get out of the house. Indians are very particular about their yoga. They say American yoga is too commercialized. To them, it is one of the branches of religion, and more about the centering and focus of the mind--not so much physical exercise. 

Those are all my updates for now! 

Sending love from India,

~Rachel

Friday, July 24, 2015

Mumbai, City of Dreams

''The thing about Mumbai is you go five yards and all of human existence is revealed. It is an incredible cavalcade of life and I love that''.
-Julian Sands


Last Saturday was a Muslim holiday so we did not have to go to school. We decided to see the coast of the Arabian Sea in Mumbai (Bombay). 

Gateway of India
Gateway of India
We checked in to a five-star hotel, which in India costed less than $100. We ventured by taxi to the Gateway of India, an entry point built to welcome King George V and Queen Mary when they visited India in 1911. 

From there, we took a (very rocky) hour-long ferry to Elephanta Island. We did some sightseeing of the ancient caves and carvings, which served as temples of worship mostly for the Hindu god, Shiva. We also met Sien, a girl from Belgium who was traveling all around India by herself! 

Another popular hangout is Juhu Beach, which was very dirty (and apparently the water is toxic). Many people asked to take pictures with me (they've never seen blonde hair?). I thought it was fun at first, but by the end of the day, I jokingly told them it would cost 500 rupees. They stopped. 

Carving of Shiva, a Hindu god
Carving of Shiva, a Hindu god
Mumbai is extreme, colorful. There are well-dressed millionaires and shimmery Bollywood celebrities to trash-lined streets, dark sand beaches, dirty street vendors and long stretches of blue tarp-covered slums. It's clothed in British influence, tradition and a little bit of mystery. 

I have been lesson planning like crazy, and I love it. The students are getting used to me and my accent, and I think the fascination with having a white ma'am has worn off. I feel like they are slowly becoming "my kids", and this gets me incredibly excited for my own classroom.

New Delhi brochure
New Delhi brochure
This week I had students create a travel brochure on New Delhi. It was only supposed to be a 3-day series, but students begged their regular teacher to continue working on them. Next week's lessons are on Mumbai--piece of cake now that I've experienced that city! In science, we created food chain links, where "carnivorous" students had to find other students--small animals and plants to link chains with. A little chaotic, but so fun.

Teaching...I don't know how to describe it except for it feeds my soul. I still get nervous before teaching certain lessons. During, I feed off of student responses and engagement. After school, I am exhausted, but have an incredible teaching high, like I have climbed a thousand stairs. Lesson planning is an intricate puzzle, and there is nothing better than creating just the right way to reach my students. It's the perfect combination of arts and crafts, writing and organization. 

Today, we stayed after school to watch some of Andrea's students compete in a school-wide semi-classical Indian dance competition. So cool--check it out!


 

Thursday, July 16, 2015

Survivor: Teacher Edition (and Advice from an Indian Mom)

41 culturally and linguistically diverse students. 1 teacher. Will you survive?

Lesson planning is going on full force here, and I am feeling some of the "growing pains" of teaching in a 3rd world country...

Challenge 1: The Chalkboard. 

You're given only a chalkboard, which is hard enough write on, as it is. But try it in cursive (the students can only read handwriting if in cursive)! Bonus points, trying drawing various plants and animals during science!

Challenge 2: So. Many. Students. 

No group work is allowed. The classroom is jam packed with students and tables, so they cannot move about the room. Bonus points: keep all their names straight. 26 are boys, and of the boys, 20 names start with "A". Ansh, Akarsh, Ateeb, Aryan, Alwin...


Challenge 3: No Access to the Inter-webs.

No WiFi or showing of YouTube or Khan Academy vids. No online educational games or tools. No access to Google Drive or email. 


Challenge 4: No Paper or Paper Products

I thought I had a creative streak and was resourceful, but even I am challenged by this lack of resources. No worksheets, sticky notes, or anchor charts; zero printing except for test papers, no projector. 


Challenge 5: Crossing the Street

The bus drops us off on the opposite side of a busy street. There are no crossing guards, no traffic lights, no stop signs, no rules, various cattle roaming, and crazy drivers. It's like Frogger, Indian style.

Creative Teacher Solutions

  1. Capturing attention with riddles or jokes
  2. Showing what they know by drawing
  3. Role playing for reading comprehension
  4. Repetition games to take in information
  5. Clapping and movement at their seats
Challenge accepted. It is frustrating at times, but the lack of resources is causing me to develop new strategies and ways of thinking!

I have been here for 17 days and it feels like 17 weeks! I am starting to feel more comfortable, and my roommate and I have been venturing out a lot more. We've been to the mall to check out the scene (Apparently the mall is a popular hangout scene. There was even a line to get in!) and to see Minions in 3D (in English), though the minions' language was still in Spanish. 

We went running in the garden Saturday and Sunday while Sudheer joined his laughing group. Then, we decided to make cookies the American way--ginger snaps that tasted more like sugar cookies and delicious chocolate chip cookies to share with the teachers, since they always share their food with us during the break at school. We had to go to an exotic foods store to get ingredients like brown sugar and vanilla, and a special dairy store to get white butter!

We have also found a cool coffee shop with air conditioning and fast WiFi. Score! We have lesson planned there for the last four days in a row.

Advice from an Indian Mom


Moms give weird advice. Welp, it's no different in India. Things started to get funny, so roomie and I started writing them down!
  • You need to eat your fruit first in a meal to provide a barrier between your stomach and the other food.
  • Mixing two grains is very healthy. A meal gets extremely healthy when it has mixed grains in it.
  • It is bad to drink water after a meal because it dilutes everything. (Before = good. During = Neutral. After = Bad)
  • Drink milk with your mango. It aids digestion.
  • If a lizard falls on you, then you will get new clothes.


And on Thursdays, We Wear Yellow...


Last Thursday, a teacher complimented my yellow kurta. She was also wearing yellow, and so were several other teachers. Little did I know, colors can have significant meaning in Hinduism. She explained that you should wear yellow on Thursdays to worship the goddess of intelligence. One student even commented I must be very smart because I was wearing yellow. Apparently, they also wear black on Saturdays and red on Mondays. 

Whether it's how to be more resourceful, bizarre advice, or random Hindu customs, I am learning a TON. I am taking over all science lessons and most social studies and English lessons next week! So excited to teach again!

Peace, love and lesson planning. xoxo

~Rachel

Saturday, July 11, 2015

Cute Things Indian Kids (and Sometimes Adults) Do


A 3rd grade student showing me his amazing sketchbook.
A 3rd grade student showing me his
amazing sketchbook.
  1. Have lots of birthdays. Each student hands out a treat for their birthday, especially to their new exotic American Ma'am. With around 245 third graders, I average receiving about 3 candies per day. After they hand you the candy, you are supposed to shake their hand and wish them a happy birthday!
  2. The Head Wobble. Indians shake their head from side to side (like saying "no"), to show they are listening and taking in what you are saying. It's the equivalent to nodding yes...but not.
  3. Call me Rachel Ma'am. Every teacher is "Ma'am." When students need to refer to a specific teacher, it's "Rachel Ma'am" or "Where is Sunu Ma'am?" I actually like this better than "Ms. <Last Name>."
  4. Wish you a "Good day, Ma'am!" Perhaps it's the British influence?
  5. Ask my name and then run away. Or whisper to their friends and walk away confused. Again, with 245 third graders, this has happened AT LEAST 100 TIMES.
  6. Write in ONLY cursive. And this 9-year-old handwriting is often better than most adults'.
  7. Want my signature. They bring a little piece of paper for me to sign. I am not sure if they think I'm famous...?
  8. They share. Adults, too. My food is your food and everyone else's, too. 
Library time.
Real talk, though. These kids are the cutest. And VERY well-rounded. I think this is an important piece American schools think they are getting right, but are missing. At Delhi Public School (DPS), they do not have 90 minute Reading and Math blocks that lose students' attention and focus. My students do not have reading class at all! Their English class combines reading and writing practice. Each class period is 40 minutes long, with at least a 10-minute break after each class. This resets students' focus and gets the wiggles out. When it's time for instruction, students know it's work time.

Girls swimming class.
They discover different parts of the world in Social Studies and learn about nature through Science. They are building crucial background knowledge through Visual & Performing Arts, regular Art/Drawing class, club competitions, Library time, PE/Swimming and General Knowledge/Current Events class, etc. These have REAL-WORLD applications.Their writing, listening, speaking and other reading skills come naturally though their workbook work in all subjects. We should not read just to read, but to LEARN about famous people's contributions to society, our surroundings and the way things work. Reading is a means to discover the world--it doesn't need to be a subject and take up 90 minutes of the school day!

Indian students (at least the ones I've seen at DPS in my 60+ hours of observations so far) are self-motivated and disciplined. Some of it may be out of fear. But mostly, it is because respecting your elders, especially teachers, is a cultural value taught at a very young age. This does not mean students are not perfect angels. They are regular, chatty nine-year-olds who occasionally misbehave. But this attention to values cause them to have an inner grit--something American teachers desperately try to instill in our students.

I am super excited to teach an English lesson this week and am planning a series of science lessons on birds for the next week. Hope everyone has a fantastic weekend!

xoxo

~Rachel

Monday, July 6, 2015

Shopping, Saturday School and Sleeping Outside

Andrea and I in our new kurtas. 
My teaching supervisor, Sujata took Andrea and I to the mall to go shopping for Indian clothes. I was very excited, because even 100 percent cotton clothes feel hot here. Indian clothes are very lightweight and loose-fitting. Also, I kind of wanted to fit in and look professional, like the other teachers at school. Only a couple teachers wear saris (it's more of a matronly status symbol for married women). Most wear a long tunic, called a kurta, with a scarf and leggings. The leggings and scarf are supposed to match. We went shopping and had so much fun. Everything is cheaper here (and I LOVE the bright colors), so it was hard not to binge shop. Afterward, we went to a little sit-down shop to try an Indian street food snack called pani puri. You eat it by puncturing the crispy ball and filling it with the potato/vegetable filling and spicy flavored water. Yum!

Pani puri at a popular snack shop.
In India, teachers go to school on Saturdays for collaboration and planning. That's a long work week, but it has built a tight-knit community of teachers who are also friends. Andrea and I weren't sure if the bus was running, so we took an auto rickshaw--think very scary open air taxi with a driver who spoke only Hindi. He had no idea where we were going, so it's a miracle we made it to school!

In the morning, teachers sit with their department (subject area) and have coffee and  talk. The 3rd grade English teacher, Lakshmi, invited me over to her house, as did my cooperating teacher, Sunu. They have made me feel so welcome, and that I am part of their team. All day, they were bringing me coffee, tea and even a samosa for a snack!

Sunu is a rockstar. I am completely in awe of her, and hope I can be half the teacher she is. When he was first introducing us, the principal said she had her Bachelor's in Education. He did not mention that was on top of a graduate degree in microbiology. She is teaching the primary grades science; those kiddos are sooo lucky to have her and I feel honored to learn from her. All the teachers are highly educated and work very hard. There was a special event last Sunday (yoga day), where the teachers had to be at school, so they were saying some of them had been working for 20 days straight! At the end of the day, all the teachers gathered to eat lunch together.

The terrace at the host family's house.
The host family has a terrace that wraps around one side of their top floor. We have been eating
dinner outside every night. It's very comfortable outside, so we decided to sleep under the stars the past two nights! I was having trouble sleeping, but I slept so well out there. It's amazing, and I may just sleep out there every night until the monsoons start.

Baroda Palace
On Sunday, we visited the Lukshmi Villas Palace, where the royal family still lives when they are in Vadodara. A few people told me many of the buildings and a lot of the land and university buildings in Baroda (another name for Vadodara) were the king's and given to the people to use.

Ice cream with my host family in downtown Vadodara. 
I am starting to get used to the cows wandering in the middle of traffic, people staring, being called "ma'am, and doing things a little differently. This week I continue observations in all the 3rd grade classrooms (there are six 3rd grade classes of 40+ students!) so I can see many teaching styles and gather ideas.

Hope everyone had a safe and fun 4th of July!

xoxo

~Rachel






Thursday, July 2, 2015

First Days in India


Stepping onto my 14.5 hour Air India flight felt like actually entering India. The smells, red and
yellow fabrics with diamond stitching, the bustle. There, I met Pyl (?), from Rochester Hills, MI, who was visiting her ill grandfather. She gave me advice on places to see (Agra, New Delhi) and how to look out for swindlers. She also taught me how to eat the breakfast by ripping off a piece of bread to grab the food. Many people straight up eat with their hands!

At immigration, I met a K-12 special education teacher who was getting her yoga instructor certification-so cool! Indian people have generally been very helpful and hospitable. And it helps that most know or understand English.

My room in India
Most has gone smoothly with only a couple faux pas:

1. Telling people I was going to Vadadora. It's like being on a flight to Washington, DC and telling people you have a connecting flight to Grand Rapids. I should have said the region, Gujarat, since not everyone is familiar with every city in India, but they know the general state or region.

2. Worrying about how my supervisor and I will recognize each other in a sea of travelers when we've never met. Duh, I was the only Caucasian on the flight. Problem solved.

3. My roommate and I had to Google how to use the toilet. We have the #2 option listed in case anyone is wondering.

 I love Indian food. Everything we've had so far has been homemade and freshly prepared. Rarely do you see food that is frozen, processed, canned or even packaged. They have a prohibition on alcohol in this region because, as my host family explained, Gandhi was from here and he was against it. Indians also eat mostly vegetarian because they do not like to harm animals.

Yesterday we walked around Akota Garden, a large, lush park where many people go to walk, exercise and gather in clubs and for social activities. Rashmi, my host mom had to drop something off to her husband, Sudheer during his laughing class. Yes, laughing class. My roommate seemed less than amused, but I thought it was the funniest thing I had ever seen! A bunch of old men sitting around telling jokes and doing arm movements. The best part--in true "dad" fashion, Sudheer donned a sweatband. I was in stitches.

3rd grade science class
Today was my first full day of school. It was great, but the cultural and language barriers seem slightly overwhelming to overcome. Though it's an English-speaking school, it's difficult to understand the students' and teachers' accents. And many of the things teachers referred to in their lessons-certain plants, animals, etc.-were specific to India. I have so much to learn! Especially the roster of 41 student names (which I don't know how to pronounce) in my 3rd grade class! Sunu, my cooperating teacher is the kindest, most patient woman. She's extremely intelligent and I am excited to plan and learn from her.

The way classes are set up in India is a bit different. Students have a different subject teacher for each class starting in 3rd grade. So in order for me to stay with the same 3rd grade class, I have to observe and plan with several other teachers in addition to Sunu, who teaches several sections of primary environmental science.

I expected there to be more technology, but I found each classroom had chalkboards and students mostly copied assignments into their notebooks. This is quite the change of pace for me, as I'm used to distributing all work online and having access to a projector in the classroom. I will have to get creative in my presentation of material.

Students were very well behaved and formed straight lines and found their classes without being asked. They are very respectful and rise from their seats when teachers enter the room. They referred to teachers as "ma'am". They were so curious and I was bombarded all day by students asking, "Where are you from? What is your language? What is your name?" One girl offered to share her snack with me and another gave me a rose! Sweeties.

I read this quote in GoGirl: Tales of Woe and Whoa. It's by one of the woman travelers and contributors, Nathalie Couet: "I want you to fall in love with the vastness of the outdoors, with the movements, and most all, fall in love with your own strength, even if you haven't discovered it yet."

Wow! I know I will be challenged in my 2.5 months here, so this spoke to me about having confidence! Until next time!