It's hard to believe I have been in Bangalore for over two weeks! I can safely say that time flies when you are having fun and everyday has been full of new things to explore. It has at times been very overwhelming, having time alone is far less common than I am used to and the noise and heat can be obnoxious. But I really do like it here. There is something about not knowing what each day will bring that is exciting.
In my first week, I started my placement at the school. This was a bit of a troublesome experience for me at first. I expected to show up and have my days organized into various activities that I would be good at and enjoy. The first two days were a whole lot of nothing - a quick meeting on the first day and the second day involved a meeting with a 3 hour break in between. The principal of the school literally left myself and one other volunteer in his office for 3 hours, despite saying he would be back shortly. This ended up being a good experience because I met the other volunteer who taught me a lot about India, including the fact that this waiting is a common occurrence. My western obsession with time and efficiency immediately made me very bothered by this, but I learned that it was not considered rude and that I should accept it. This was a hard pill to swallow; I was shocked that he didn't even mention it or apologize - but I now realize this is just how things work in India.
I spent a few days with the children one on one, assessing their English and public speaking abilities. All of this was very self-guided work. The school didn't have any specific parameters I should be assessing and sortof left it up to me. Part of me wonders if they will ever even really want to look at my notes on this - I did have a bit of a feeling like I was not being very useful to them. After that, it took a few days of insisting in order to get a conversation going about a possible schedule. From there, a four hour meeting ensued with various interruptions, hypothetical ideas and little actually getting accomplished. As someone who is very organized and can be impatient when problems are not getting solved, I was very tired after this meeting. This was another learning experience for me - this is just the long process of getting things done in India. I think it was also upsetting because I believe I have a lot I can lend to this school and time seemed to just be wasted on trivial discussions and aimless ideas. This being said, by early last week, a more detailed schedule was ironed out for me. I've learned that what I really wanted to do with the kids is not necessarily what I will be doing but I do believe that I am benefitting them. I am running French lessons with a small group of students, doing creative science projects with younger kids, trying to teach older students to improve their public speaking and am counselling students of all ages about goal setting. A lot of this is completely in my hands, which I'm start starting to be happy about. While guidance is nice, guidance here is slow and disorganized, so having things in my hands allows me to get the ball rolling. There are a few difficulties though. For example, I am helping a 16 year old who has actually graduated from the school with his high school French. The thing is, the level of French required for this class is far beyond what he has ever been instructed. He learnt after-school basic French for about a year and now is expected to be at about a 3 year knowledge level. So the things I am supposed to help him on (ex. Grammar, conjugation) are impossible to teach him because he doesn't have the basic vocabulary to string sentences together. I've told my boss about this and he just doesn't seem to get it; he says I can teach him the vocabulary in a week and then move on to class content. I'm not sure he realizes that someone can't learn a massive chunk of vocabulary in 3 hours spanned over a week. This conversation was difficult though as I've heard I need to be careful about overstepping my authority, so I agreed to give it a try. I just worry that he expects more than is possible but I suppose all I can do is try my best.
There are some other adjustments I've had to get used to at the school. I'm often reminded that this is a school for the needy, not the privileged. The class sizes are huge (sometimes around 60 children squeezed into a room) and basic supplies are lacking. Often there are not chairs or tables so the children sit on the dirty floor, with little space to write or move. They are pretty understaffed so sometimes it is just me and a class of children, which is difficult because the children don't respect me as an authority figure yet so they misbehave. I've had to get my authoritative yell out a few times. Speaking of discipline, the teachers have excellent control over the children because they sometimes hit them with their hands/a ruler. This was really alarming to first see and I still find it difficult, but with the sometimes impossible unruliness of the class, it is very effective. This all being said, the children can be unbelievably lovely and sweet. Especially when I work with them in small groups or one on one, they are so curious about me and are very polite. They will not sit down in a chair until I tell them to and they often will hesitantly ask if they can ask me a question about myself. I love to hear what they ask...they often want to know about Canada and about my parents and best friends. When I ask what they want to do when they grow up, the most common response is a software engineer or doctor. I look forward to talking to them more about their ambitions as we discuss goals I over the next few weeks. I think it will be really important to emphasize the importance of realistic short term goals that are required for their more long term ambitions.
That is all I can write for now. I have misplaced my cord that uploads my photos on to my iPad so I am currently trying to track that down for more photo posts.
Thanks for reading!