Tuesday, 3 July 2012

Happy Hour

After an exciting weekend in Coorg, staying in the luxuries of a hotel with no worries of washing clothes or mopping the room, one would imagine that getting back in routine would take time and would get us cribbing. But just the opposite happened.
As soon as we entered the room, I had the broom in my hand while Shruti did the dusting! We couldn’t wait to get all tidy so that we could work upon our plans with the girls for the following day.

The computer session in the morning went well. We started with Internet and were glad to see the amount of interest the girls showed in learning it. When we asked one of them to take rest since she was unwell, she refused, explaining that she had limited time with us and didn’t want to miss out. It is this spirit of theirs which I truly respect.

At 4 o clock, we were waiting in the usual room eager to finally meet the girls after the weekend.
It was 04 : 07 when we finally heard the pleasing sound of the payal which most of the girls wear. The sound became lesser as they neared the classroom indicating that they were standing outside. It was then, when one of them peeped in and smiled broadly when we asked her to come inside.
The atmosphere of the room suddenly changed as the eight of them came in, greeting us with a warm smile! We talked about their weekend and told them about ours. They happily described how they had had a visit to the temple and had sung songs there.
We went on to discuss the importance of English language, one of the main reasons being that the screen reader which they use for learning computers, speaks out in English. All of them told us that they wanted to learn proper English and even recited a poem for us. Most of them blushed when we told them how good they were with the recitation.
After they promised that they would strictly converse in English from 10 : 30 to 11 : 30 pm, we asked them, on a lighter note, if they knew what a ‘kachori’ was.
It is a north Indian snack, and none of them had even heard of it. When we handed one to each, they seemed shy and even confused about how to eat it. Some broke it and ate, while a few nibbled on it. It was funny to hear their mispronunciation of the word ‘kachori’.
But after they finished it, they thanked us and conveyed that they liked it.

Pallavi, one of the shy ones in class, took out her little hen doll and we had a little puppet play with it. Everyone laughed as we all played with the doll, their pure smiles filling us with emotions indescribable.
The one hour spent with the girls in the evening gets over before I know it, and is my personal *Happy Hour* of the day!
We completed two weeks today, but it seems that I’ve known each one of them since a lifetime. 

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