Cultural Meet- Kundapur

Cultural Meet- Kundapur

 Usually I would wake up at 7:30 am,looking forward to the delicious breakfast with chai tmy host mother would prepare for me. Afterwards I would clean my room or go outside under some palms to wash my clothes with veil water while enjoying the bright morning sunlight. Because my work at the Chaitanya Special School started at 10 am, I would leave the house 20 minutes earlier.Walking down my road and later the main road in Kundapur I often met people smiling at me and sometimes greeting me.
Volunteer-India-Cultural meet
Volunteer-India-Cultural meet

Normally the children would arrive in a small yellow school bus 30 minutes after I did. Some of them would run to me to just shake my hand or to hug me. Together we would go to the last of the three classrooms to build lines and start the prayer.After that the teachers would do yoga with them while we(we were always two volunteers) would take about 3 or 4 children (one after the other) to another classroom to do physiotherapy. During the teaching time that followed we supported the teachers or went outside with some children to do walking exercises. For the lunch break I brought some food my host mother gave to me andwewouldsit in the shadow in front of the school building to eat it. Until 4 pm we normally played games with the children or did some handicrafts (e.g. drawing, gluing,…). Then the school bus would come to pick the children up and bring them home.

Sometimes I just walked back home but mostly I would meet some other volunteers and go to Prabuh to have some iceVolunteer-India-Cultural meet
cream or a juice, visit some shops, etc.. No matter when I finally got to my host family, there would be another cup of chai tea and cookies ready for me. The rest of the afternoon I would spend on the rooftop reading, listening to music or just watching the bats and huge birds cycling over me. Later after an amazing sunset I would go down and spend the time till dinner at 9 pm in the living room with my host sister.

That was what I would do on a normal working day in India, just that in reality no day was like the ones before. Everyday something occurred, that made it another special day.

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