On the fourth day of India our trip gave to us (sung to the 12 days of Christmas obviously)- a wonderful trip to a Good Shepherd school. The school was in a town that started with an N, the name escapes all of us sorry about that, and it was on the smaller side. They had begun construction on the second wing of the building but were using a smaller out building as a classroom until it is finished because they had outgrown the space. The classes went up to fifth grade.
We were greeted in what has become the usual manner, kids in their class rows and we were introduced to them and then they sang for us. After the formal greeting the kids were sent back to their rooms while we got organized to run the programs that we had planned. We were all pretty excited to finally be able to interact with some kids in a more meaningful manner. We played duck, duck, goose and made paper airplanes and told Bible stories and sang songs and it was so beautiful. What a joy to look into the kids’ eyes as we’re playing amongst them and show them that they are really being seen. It was amazing.
All the kids call us ‘teacher’ and so their calls of ‘teacher, teacher’ get really loud, confusing, wonderful. We always feel loved and sought after. They want to touch us and we have had to break up fights over holding our hands. Some of us have had our skin stroked in wonder.
Scott got some pretty good photos and videos so there’s that to look forward to at a later date.
After the school we headed to the OM base for yet another wonderful lunch and then it was off to an open-air market for a little shopping. We found out that Hyderabad is known for pearls.
The market was hilarious, we were STARED at, in addition to all the stall owners calling out to us. We kind of stick out like too many sore thumbs. We felt a bit like celebrities because we kept getting stopped and asked to have pictures taken with us. We did manage to get some shopping in between appearances though. Never fear.
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