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Dancing and thunderstorms.

I just realized I didn't finish the last blog post. Sorry to leave you hanging! I meant to say I am really excited for cold air and mountains! Every day when I open my closet, I promise my hoodie I'll wear it soon! Speaking of cold air...the temperature here in Chandigarh is getting to be much more bearable. During the day it is usually 30 degrees, but gets cooler at night. You still don't need a sweater after dark, but it's pleasant to be out at night.

I've had a wonderful past few days. Monday was our first day volunteering at Pustak school. It was quite interesting. Ireally enjoyed it. My group was doing an english language lesson which involved some singing of head and shoulders, flash cards, then a game I like to call "I say a body part, you touch it to the wall". All in all it was really fun. The kids had alot less english knowledge than we thought. I let the girls in my group do alot of the talking stuff (because they spoke hindi) but I played the game with the group. I am amazed at how much I was able to communicate to these young, rambunctious children without speaking the same language. It was all communicated through actions and enthusiasm. The one thing I found sad was seeing the really young children ( 9 month olds ) in school becaue there was no one else to look after them.

Monday night, we went to Navrati, which is a Gujerati festival where you do garba dance (there are pictures of it on my facebook). We went with Reema and Pooja (who do garba dance competitively in Vancouver) and the boys from our group. Garba dance is really fun, and you do it with sticks in a circle. I'm not quite sure how else to explain it, but beleive me, it was great fun!! The ground was really dry, and we were dancing on dry grass, so it was really dusty. When we got home, amber and I cleaned our faces with cotton pads, and it was disturbing how much dust was stuck to our faces. Our noses - well let's just say we're still getting the dust out.

Tuesday we had a SFU session at Mati's house. I love these sessions. We usually start with a check-in to see how everyone's doing. Something I really appreciate about this group is our honesty with each other (they're very much camp like). Later that afternoon, Amber and I hosted a "tea party" at our house. We made fresh vegetables, pb and j sandwitches, and frenchfries. Comfort food much? It started thundering and lighteninging soon after 5, and at around 7, there was hail the size of grapes falling. Soon it turned to hail, and I gathered up some people to go for a walk with me. I think there was about 5 of us who went out. The rain was absoloutely wild. The streets were rivers which went up to my ankles. We went to the park across the street and played in the puddles. There are badminton courts that are usually mard clay, but with the rain turned into slippery spots. It was kind of like walking on ice. We played in that for a while, then Natahan and Caitlin decided they wanted to slip and slide in it. I'm sure it was fun, but I wasn't quite up for it.

Today was also really pleasant. We went to Sikhya school - a school also geared towards kids from the slums, but with many, MANY more financial resources than Pustak. We're doing a photo project with the kids where they get a camera and go out and take pictures of their homes. We, as a group, weren't too keen on the project, but the group last year did it and the school asked for it again. It was really interesting talking to my two students. They were involved in a UNICEF (?) project aimed at eliminating poverty. There are some very interesting, and inspiring programs happeneing here in India. We then had lunch with some of the younger kids. The ones I sat with had just learned colours and shapes, so our whole conversation was me pointing at things, and they told me the colours and shapes. From there we went to Panjab University for our first session with the education students there. It was all quite formal, but I really enjoyed the discussion. The session was a discussion in small groups about issues youth face in Canada and India. It was so broad that I thought it would be frustrating, but I really got alot out of our discussion. The students there were really great, and I really liked interacting with people my own age from India, instead of just kids and older adults. I'm really excited for the next session we have with them!

Well, on Friday we are going to Dharamshala and Manali for 10 days. I don't know that I'll write here until I get back.

I hope all is well!! I'm glad to hear the Vancouver strike is somewhat over. Someone tell me about the deal? Was it an ok settlement?

I look forward to hearing from you all!!!

xoxo jess

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Chandigarh

-17 °C

Hello!!

So I don't have any crazy adventures to report on this week...It was a really calm week. I had school stuff to do during the week. We had 2 SFU session, which means we go over to the house where Mati is staying and have school discussions in comfy chairs or around the kitchen table. I always like these days because it's a bit of a refuge from the staring and always being aware of your surroundings. where ever we go, we are always being stared at. I guess whhen I say we, I mean Amber and I (we go everywhere together) Whether we're in a cycle rickshaw, or an auto rickshaw, or walking, everyone turns to look at us. I've found it a bit disconcerting at first, but I can deal with it now. We seem to get alot more attention than others, probably because we're blonde. There's also alot of people that come us to us to talk. They ask where we're from and what our names are. That's about the extent of their english. Being in a closed house with people that we like spending time with is a nice refuge from all that.

This week we also visited 2 schools, Pustak and YPS. YPS is a high end "government school" (what we know as a private school). We went just to go look around. It was quite nice. It was nicer that most public schools in Canada. We also visited Pustak school, which is the one we will be volunteering with a few times during the program. Pustak schools are from an organization, where the schools are located in slum areas. This one is in a slum fairly close to where we live. From the street, you would't know there was a slum because there is a large building hiding it. As soon as you get behind the building, the roads aren't paved, and the houses are just cloth walls proped up my sticks. We walked about 5 minutes through the area to get to the school. It consists of 2 small buildings. One is the creche where the small children go. They were absoloutely adorable. Then there is the regular classroom, where one teacher teachs about 25 5-12 year olds. The number of students is always changing because attendance is usually sparse. These kids' parents are usually servants, and might need the kid to help look after their sisters or brothers instead of going to school. There is also a lack of education around how important going to school evry day is. The parents of these kids don't understand that to get a proper education, the kids need to go to school everyday. We were asking about how long families live in the slums for, and the guy at the schoo was saying that the government will have housing for them in 6 months. Unfortunately, most people will end up in anouter slum, or the same one, because of addiction. The parent who has some sort of addiction (usually the father) insists on selling the house in order to feed that addiction. Basically, they'd rather have their drugs or alchool than a roof over their head. All this being said, I think there are alot of good things the city is doing in order to help these people.

On Friday, we went to an archaeological site in the middle of nowhere. I'll call it "punjabi middle of nowhere" It was really quite interesting. What they were digging up as a buddhist stupa from about 8000 years ago. It was circularin shape with spokes. The biggest circle had 32 spokes, reperesnting the number of teeth humans have. The next circle (inside the biggest one) had 24 spokes, reperenting 24 hours in a day. The next one had 12, for 12 hours a day. In the center as a circle with ashes in it. The general idea, was that these circles represented being human 24 hours a day, 12 months a year, until you are not human anymore, and your ashes sit in the middle. I wish I could tell you where this site was, or what is was called, but I have no idea.

Let's see...what else is new? our group has found a favourite desert place called mocha. It has the most amazing chocolate stuff I've ever had. It's going to be our usual spot when we want to hang out at night. Other than that, this week has been really relazed. We watched 2 bollywood movies this weekend. They're really long. I liked they because they're cheesy, sappy, and have singing and dancing and lots of tears in them. Just my kind of movie!

I'm also getting really excited for our trip to Dharamshala. I'm mostly really excited for

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crazy, crazy Amritsar

Hi everyone!!

So, I made it back from Amritsar in one peice!! I really enjoyed the time we spent there, even though it was overwhelming to say the least. it was a 4 hour drive to Amritsar, and once we got to our guest house (a really nice little place just outside of Amritsar) and settled in, we went to a massacre site right by the golden temple. It was very interesting, but there was a group of young men who were facinated with the whilte girls. They followed us around and touched alot. The followed us all the way to the golden temple. I must say, the boys in our gruop were fantastic and kept us really safe by putting us in the middle of the group. We're so lucky to have them on the tri with us. Once we got into the Golden Temple, it was a bit frustrating because we were being stared at,, and Mati insisted on stoping and making sure we were all together. I understand why she was woried, but everytime we stoped, we just drew a larger croud. After going around once, we were all going to go for dinner, but one of the boys wanted to stay. Mati said any one else who wanted to stay could. I decided to see if it was any better, not being in the whole group so I stayed. It was sooooo much better. Mind you, I was the only white girl, and I was with three other boys, so that helped. I really enjoyed the time just sitting there, being able to be silent and still. We had dinner at the temple (there is a free kitchen at all temples). They are so efficient. You sit in lines with your plate and bowl and they come around and dump food in your plate. I know there was alot of staring at me when we were sitting and eating, but I just kept my eyes down so as not to provoke it. I felt like a girl from another time: head covered in a scarf, and eyes on the ground.

The next morning we got up at 3 to go see the sunrise at the temple. It was early but well worth it. We stood in line to get into the temple with all the pushy old ladies. In india, it is polite to push someone out of the way of you need to get by. I must say, I was really good at holding those old ladies back. You all better watch out for me on the skytrain when I get back home. My elbows will be out and ready.

After that, we came back to the hotel to nap. Later, I went out to the market with a few people. We had a great rickshaw driver who took us to a beautiful hindu temple with glass mosais walls and beautiful statues. We then went to the India Pakistan border to see the border guard ceremony. We got there a bit late, and to tell you the truth, all I could see was backs of heads, and alot of men staring. alot of people (people being men) were taking pictures of us after we asked them not to. I was kind of grumpy by the end of it. That night, we went to fancy restauraunt with some western food so we could have comfort/thanksgiving dinner. I had chicken and mashed potatoes and vegetables. In an equivalent restauraunt in Vancouver, you would have paid somewhere around 25 or 30 dollars. Our meals cost, on average, 3.25 dollars.

The next morning, I decided to go back to the golden temple (after the frustrating experience at the border) at 6 30 in the am. Again, I was the only girl, so I was well looked after. It wasn't nearly as bad though, because in the morning, most people are there to pray, not grope and stare. The boys all went for a dip (females had to go into a special room to wash in the pond) and while I was siting there watching, a few younger girls (6-15) came up and started asking where I was from. We had a lovely conversation and took some pictures. I gave them my email, and we are going to email back and forth about our countries. It was nice to have people coming up to me not to stare and grope, but to have human interaction.

All in all, I really enjoyed Amritsar, even with all the uncomfortableness. That being said, it was nice to get back to quiet Chandigarh. I really, really like my homestay (hurrah!!) and still love the group I am traveling with. I am so lucky that it is with this group instead of last year's group.

So I put a few pictures in my photo gallery, but used up my free space. I'll maybe delete some and put new ones up later this week.

Hope all is well with you guys, and that you all had a fnatastic thanksgiving!

xoxo jess

p.s. i just tried to upload more photos, but I've "exceded my monthly upload limit". Maybe I'll put some photos on facebook, since most people have that.

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pictures

ok, I think i put a few pictures up in my photo gallery. I don't know if you guys can see them, but look for a photo galery and let me know if you can see them.

I am still well. Chandigarh is nice (and hot!! it's 35 degrees during the day). My only issues are that it is a city that is very modern and kind of western. I mean, it's still India, but not the crazy India one might think of.

I really like traveling around by cycle rickshaw. It took me a while to get used to, because I was uncomfortable with someone pedaling me around the city at first, but now that I'm used to it, it's great!

I'm still shocked, and baffled, by the socio-economic inequalities you see here. A few people live lavish life styles, while so many live in slums. The thing that gets me, is that there is often a nice house right next to a place that has no walls and many people sleeping in it. It is normal for people here to see, but hard for the rest of us. I also find the fact that there is household help here hard to grapple with. Amber and I always make it a point to say please and thank you to hte help even though he dosen't understand.

I feel like all I'm writing is negative, but I really like it here. All the people I've met are great, and I've really enjoyed time we've spent with kids. Today, we went to a vocational school for kids whose parents work as servants. It was really interesting interacting with them. We had no verbal language in common, yet still had an amazing time together (I started stella stella ola again, and they taught us hand games).

We're going to Amritsar this weekend to see the Golden Temple, so it will be nice to see some other parts of India.

I'm sure I'll write again when I get back.

Miss you all, and enjoy rainy Vancouver (I've heard the weather in ridiculous)

xoxo, Jess

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Ok, here's some more...

-17 °C

Hello again,

I'm back home now...Kristen and I went to the market in sector 22 of chandigarh to look around, then i came home for dinner, and we chit chatted with our homestay family for a while. Anyways, I wrote about twice as much as got posted in the last post but the internet disconnected, so it got lost somewhere in cyber space. I'm going to try this again. Mati (our field school prof) sent the email to us of what we wrote to sfu people. I'm going to copy and paste it, and add my thoughts at the end (I'm too tired to write out everything we've done). Here we go:

From the Participants of India Field School 2007: Jessica, Reema, YooSun, Amber, Kristen, Caitlin, Pooja, Channdika, Katie, Meghan, Nathan, Bobby, Ashok, Balraj, and Mati (Director)

SFU’s India Field School left Canada on September 24 and landed in Delhi in the early morning of Sept 26. We’ve been here less than a week, but have already done so much and met so many wonderfully warm people that we feeling welcome and very much at home. Here are a few stories of our adventures so far:

Transportation:

Our flight to India took 25 hours in total with a three hour layover in Hong Kong. We flew Cathay Pacific and we were spoiled! We ate delicious food (and lots of it!), watched movies and were generally pampered. From the air Hong Kong was beautiful. All of the apartment buildings were tall with lots of beautiful colors. When we flew over Delhi it was about 1:30 am and we noticed that the surrounding area was flat and much darker. This was a bit deceiving because by day Delhi is a vibrant and colorful city. From the airport we hopped on a bus to take us to our guest house. On the sides of the streets we saw people sleeping, fires burning and ornately decorated taxis and rickshaws! As for the road rules… uh, what rules? There is constant honking, cows have the right of way, road lines are optional, but surprisingly, drivers seem to have a sixth sense awareness of the traffic around them. To travel from Delhi to Chandigarh we took the train. New Delhi train station is a world of its own! Our bus parallel parked a space fit for a Mini Cooper and we had to carry all of our luggage for what seemed like five miles to reach the station platform with sweat dripping off of everywhere! The caravan of luggage seemed to intrigue the locals as we had many quizzical stares.

When the train arrived it was absolute chaos to get our luggage from the platform to being safely stowed on the train. Once we made it and everyone and everything was accounted for we settled in and enjoyed the views of everything from slums to a beautiful sunset over farmland.

Delhi:

After arriving in Delhi we had an interesting meeting with some porters who tried to “cheat” us. This happened the moment we exited the airport doors and really helped us realize that we were not in the comfort of Canada anymore.

At around three am we reached our guest house called Likir House. After unloading our luggage from the bus and claiming our rooms we soon fell fast asleep. The following morning, we walked to the local market where we ate lunch and got acquainted with the local area where we would be staying for the next few days.

After our first day of resting and familiarizing ourselves with the neighborhood we were ready to explore the hustle and bustle of India. We went to Jama Masjid which is a beautiful mosque in Old Delhi. There is a high tower from which you can see an aerial view of Delhi. After this site we walked through Old Delhi and headed to the Red Fort. At the Fort we took a tour and learned that it was created by the Mughal Emperor and later conquered by the British. From there we went to Humayun’s Tomb where we spent much time taking photos of the grounds.

After our touring we went back to our guest house and went out for a nice dinner with Mati’s friends from UNICEF: “Mama” Ellen and her husband Samphe. On Friday we went to visit UNICEF where we discussed and learned about the education system in India.

After a quick lunch in the UNICEF cafeteria we went to the Bahai Temple which is beautifully built in the shape of a Lotus flower. Our next stop was the India Gate and the Parliament buildings. After this we headed to Connaught Place where we all got a chance to bargain and get goods from shirts to Indian suits to bags and sunglasses. We planned to go back to Red Fort to watch the Sound and Light show, but after dinner it began to rain really, really hard. We hopped back into our cars to make the (should be) 30 minute journey home, but given the traffic it ended up taking us 2 hours!

Maitreya Foundation Home:

Saturday morning we visited the Maitreya Foundation, a home in Dwarka, South Delhi for destitute and orphaned Tibetan refugees. After a drive of an hour from our guest house we were feeling quite tired, but the high spirits and energy of these 21 children soon rejuvenated us. They prayed with us, they ate with us, they played games and sang with us. We felt very much at home as they treated us like brothers and sisters.

Although these children do not have a home like you and I, their modest facility is full of people who love them: the volunteers, cooks, caretakers and Rinpoche (the founder of the home). This experience was probably the most meaningful for many of the field school students thus far. Seeing these children so happy and full of life in their position brought us a whole new appreciation for what we have in Canada.

Chandigarh:

After an approximately 4 hour train ride from Delhi to Chandigarh, we were met at the train station by our home-stay families. They are all very lovely people and they all feed us very well. Needless to say, some of us will be coming home a little rounder than you might remember us being. Our families are also good friends with one another so they’re all really quite close to each other. The community is so caring that everyone has decided to help Bal in his search for a wife J. The first ones to offer their services in this quest were Katie and Caitlin’s family, the Sandhus. They even pulled out the matrimonial section of the local paper to use as research material. Needless to say, Bal’s future in the romance department is lookin’ up J.

Back to the hospitality of the community: We’ve met some very nice people so far. For example, Nate was told by a policeman that if he needed a ticket to any upcoming cricket games after they had been sold out, he would gladly let Nate in to watch the game anyway. And the policeman didn’t even ask for bakshish (bribe).

Channdika, Meghan and Yoosun have a lovely view from the terrace (balcony) of their bedroom. The palm trees decorating the border of the property of the house across the street are quite lovely. If it weren’t for the hawkers coming by every morning selling their wares off of their bicycles or carts, one might think that we were living in Beverly Hills instead of in Chandigarh.

All in all, life is good. Some of us feel like we’re back in Vancouver while some of us are truly overwhelmed by what we’re seeing and hearing and doing. Feeling overwhelmed can be exhausting in itself but being the cohesive team that we are, there are lots of shoulders to lean on (and times to cry on) as well as lots of ears willing to listen. And of course, let’s not forget the many arms ready and willing to both give and receive hugs. So don’t worry about us: we’re growin’ up just fine J

We hope that you are all well! We’ll be in touch again with our next batch of stories J

Sincerely,

India Field School 2007

ok - my favourite parts: Delhi: Old Delhi. It's like the hollywood vision of india - crowded streets, with lots of smells and sounds and people. Some people found it overwhelming, I personally loved it. The only thing i had problems with was that i was really interested in everything around me, so i wasn't looking where i was walking. I steped in many things that day. I don't know what they were and i hope i never know. Another favoutite spot in Delhi was Humayan's tomb. It was sooooo incredibly peaceful and beautiful (think architecture similar to the taj mahal). I'd like to go back there at the end of the trip, and do some reflectin'.

The visit to Maitreya house also really sticks out for me. As we said before, it is a place for tibetan orphans. As soon as you walk into the house, you are bombarded with joy and a supportive, loving attitude. It was really touching for me to spend time with these kids could have so much hate for the worls, yet are singing songs about hope for a peaceful world. When we first got there, they chated prayers for us, and to have a safe and happy trip. It was honestly, one of the most beautiful things I have ever heard. After that, we taught them "skin-a-ma-rink-y-dink-y-dink" and they loved it!! We had lunch together after some singing, and after that, we were really honored by the rimpoche (a bhuddist who is recognized as the re-incarnation of a highly realized person) of the orphenage. He gave us kurtras (sp?). To give you an idea of the importance of kurtras, at the orphenage, they are placed over the photos of bonnie and fred (the people from childhaven int'l who financially support the orphenage) and the dalai lama. It was absoloutely amazing to receive the kurtras. After that, we went into the court yard, and i started teaching 5 kids how to play stella stella old. In one minute, all the other kids and students joined our circle and played with us. I led what was possibly the dunnest game of stella stella old i have ever played. We hung around with the kids for the rest of the day, singing "skin-a-skin-a-skin-a" and playing "stella stella stella stella stella stella". To say the least, i was really touched by my time there, and we are hopefully going to stop in on the way home.

The train ride to chandigarh was cold (a shock, since it Delhi it was so hot and humid that once I steped out of the shower I was sweating again (and I hardly sweat at home)) because it was ac. I was really looking forward to arriving in chandigarh, and get "home" and take everything out of my back pack.

Our homestay in Chandigarh, is good right now! It took some getting used to, but we're really enjoying it now.

ok - well that is all for now - it's my bed time since I've got to go to the elementary school that we'll be helping at tomorrow. I PROMISE I'll put pictures up tomorrow. PROMISE.

I miss you all, please send me some emails about what's going on in your life - I'd love to hear it.

love, Jess

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