It has indeed been some time since I have written on this blog, so I decided to whip something up. School has been interesting, because I'm still getting used to classes. Apparently, as we were told by a professor, Indian students will do whatever they can to avoid reading so he's extremely excited that we like to read. I guess this is just shocking to me because all I do in college is READ. I'm glad that I can make his most cherished dreams come true. Many of my classes are focused on Economics, which if you know me you'll know that I have no experience in, but I'm actually looking forward to the classes. I didn't realize that Economics plays such a significant role in shaping the future lives, and I think it will coincide well with Peace Studies. Who woulda thunk?
This Friday, we didn't have school and so Kaka took Brenna and I to a couple of slums. He is a member of this organization and he helps support, "Street Children International". This is an organization that educates children so that they can break the cycle of poverty and child labor. The first slum we went to was my favorite, and I could even see myself living there, I mean it. It was on the outskirts of Salt Lake and so it had almost a rural feel to it. There were numerous makeshift homes, such as huts, and there was a lake by it with fertile grass. As poor as it was, I thought it was so naturally beautiful. We went inside an extremely small school room, but there were so many gorgeous and adorable children. They all sang songs for us, and they tried to teach us Bangla. It was incredible! I got to dance with some of them, and we sang, "Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes" with them. I would love to do that every single day of my life. Especially, because there were pigs in the slum. We visited other slums, but I didn't like them as much because they were made of concrete and they were more in the city so they were filthier. The children were still beautiful though, obviously. One of the women that rode with us was telling me that as human beings, if we are blessed in life, we must in turn bless others. It's not something that we pat ourselves on the back for or rest well at night knowing that we donated a few dollars, it's an obligation. We are all brothers and sisters in this world, and if God gave us more than others, we are supposed to give in return. Why else would he have blessed us so abundantly? Clearly, my mouth could form no response, which is rare for me.
Later on Friday night, our group attended the fashion show that is put on by our college. Three of the women from our group were in the fashion show, and it was so awesome to see them in it. They did a fabulous job, and we were all extremely proud of them! They all survived their student director as well, who was apparently a piece of work. Some may say insane, others say driven...
This morning we woke up at 6:00 in the morning. Yep. 6:00 in the morning. I bet you can draw conclusions about how happy I was right away. I don't mind getting up early, actually. I got up early to go to the slums, and this morning I was even smiling. However, the tour that we took this morning was a little less than magical, even educational. I can't even tell you what we saw because our tour guide was talking about his ancestral homes. We did see the Marble Palace though, which was incredibly beautiful. We weren't allowed to take pictures though, so I can't show you. My apologies, you have no idea how delighted I was to come across something interesting on our tour. I also apologize for my snarkiness. This next week we are traveling on an excursion, and so I won't have much internet access, if any even. I promise to post a blog though as soon as I get back so you know I'm all alive.
This Friday, we didn't have school and so Kaka took Brenna and I to a couple of slums. He is a member of this organization and he helps support, "Street Children International". This is an organization that educates children so that they can break the cycle of poverty and child labor. The first slum we went to was my favorite, and I could even see myself living there, I mean it. It was on the outskirts of Salt Lake and so it had almost a rural feel to it. There were numerous makeshift homes, such as huts, and there was a lake by it with fertile grass. As poor as it was, I thought it was so naturally beautiful. We went inside an extremely small school room, but there were so many gorgeous and adorable children. They all sang songs for us, and they tried to teach us Bangla. It was incredible! I got to dance with some of them, and we sang, "Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes" with them. I would love to do that every single day of my life. Especially, because there were pigs in the slum. We visited other slums, but I didn't like them as much because they were made of concrete and they were more in the city so they were filthier. The children were still beautiful though, obviously. One of the women that rode with us was telling me that as human beings, if we are blessed in life, we must in turn bless others. It's not something that we pat ourselves on the back for or rest well at night knowing that we donated a few dollars, it's an obligation. We are all brothers and sisters in this world, and if God gave us more than others, we are supposed to give in return. Why else would he have blessed us so abundantly? Clearly, my mouth could form no response, which is rare for me.
Later on Friday night, our group attended the fashion show that is put on by our college. Three of the women from our group were in the fashion show, and it was so awesome to see them in it. They did a fabulous job, and we were all extremely proud of them! They all survived their student director as well, who was apparently a piece of work. Some may say insane, others say driven...
This morning we woke up at 6:00 in the morning. Yep. 6:00 in the morning. I bet you can draw conclusions about how happy I was right away. I don't mind getting up early, actually. I got up early to go to the slums, and this morning I was even smiling. However, the tour that we took this morning was a little less than magical, even educational. I can't even tell you what we saw because our tour guide was talking about his ancestral homes. We did see the Marble Palace though, which was incredibly beautiful. We weren't allowed to take pictures though, so I can't show you. My apologies, you have no idea how delighted I was to come across something interesting on our tour. I also apologize for my snarkiness. This next week we are traveling on an excursion, and so I won't have much internet access, if any even. I promise to post a blog though as soon as I get back so you know I'm all alive.
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