My life Working in an Orphanage
I still vividly remember the day I came to India. Nine months ago, packed with mixed emotions, sadness to leave everything and everyone that felt like home behind, but also with a lot of excitement, curiosity, some fears, and some hopes about what was to come. The arrival camp in Kundapur was an important step between landing in India and starting to work at my project place. Besides, learning the absolute basics of the language and getting some helpful information,…