Grandpa

“As long as it is day, we must do the works of him who sent me. Night is coming, when no one can work. While I am in the world, I am the light of the world.” John 9:4-5 As a young girl I wondered about him from the absences. Years later, I witnessed him in the transition. And now,…

A Few of My Favorite Books

The Chosen by Chaim Potok An instant favorite. Chaim Potok is an incredibly gifted writer and captured emotions throughout the book that I don’t think I have ever experienced in writing before. A beautiful story full of pain, heartbreak, love and friendship. To write about friendship and the relationship between men and their sons in…

Coming and Going

Somehow, even in the coming and going, I’ve found home. Home lives in the memories; in the streets, the steps, the couches, the movies, the conversations, the meals, the porches, and the memorable moments. I’ve done a lot of leaving, yet I remain convinced that the reason I can leave confidently is because I know that when I return to the people I love, I will always be returning home.

Next stop: Thailand!

The world only exists in your eyes – your conception of it. You can make it as big or as small as you want to.
– F. Scott Fitzgerald

Sannu. Welcome.

Face after face. Sannu, you are welcome. Another face. You are welcome. A hug, a kiss, a name. Sannu, you are welcome. There was an uncomfortable tug at every inch of my body that made it hard to concentrate. Blurry, lost, exhausted, thirsty. Another face. Sannu, sannu, sannu, welcome, welcome, welcome. It repeats. A visit too long overdue yet a visit perfectly on time. A different world. An unknown culture. So much left to be discovered….

The End

We went to bed early last night because we had a 5am wake up call this morning. A PhD student at Newcastle gave us a contact and through the friend of a friend, we had a trip planned to an organization called iRisee; 70km from Delhi in a rural farming community called Merwat. We woke…

Indian Hospitality

I let the pressure and frustration of cancelled meetings and unhelpful conversations get the best of me Monday evening, leading to an email to my advisors back in Newcastle asking for some new ideas. Luckily, they had some great suggestions and one connection gave us contact information for the owner of a low-cost private school…

Striking Out

Maybe yesterday had made us a little overly confident in our ability to talk our way into schools, because today we were a bit less successful on that front. We plotted out our scheme over breakfast, flagging a bunch of schools within walking distance to us that we were going to try and visit. Stop…

Pounding the Pavement

Today we woke up on a mission: visit schools…whatever it takes. We fuelled up on caffeine and hit the road. First stop: the government school around the corner from our hotel. I had wandered by it last week when I went for a walk and since it was so close we though it may be…

Maha Shivaratri

We arrived back from Varanasi late last night and couldn’t wait to get tucked back into our glorious Bloomroom’s beds. Having reached out to all of our contacts over the weekend, we were a bit disappointed and discouraged heading into Monday. None of the meetings we had hoped for had worked out. We made tentative…

City Spotlight: Varanasi, India

Benares is older than history, older than tradition, older even than legend, and looks twice as old as all of them put together.

-Mark Twain

Fetal Position Friday

Two and a half weeks of life in India finally caught up with me on Friday. I woke up with waves of nausea that wiped me out. I can’t be totally sure, but I think the culprit for my pain was some bad water I drank which had been offered to me and I wrongly…