May 2010

The children of Chevuru

May03
By anonymous (not verified)
in
  • From the Field
Toki Burke reflects upon the children he met in Chevuru village.

The Monsters of Cheveru. They tugged at our hands, They welcomed us like long lost brothers. They brought us chai and biscuits while we worked. Left us to rest when we were having our lunch breaks. But, demanded us to teach them games and English when it was their time. We played tag, and "Police & Thief" with them, but they could outrun us, even though they were barefoot. And, when we were about to leave, they made us little paper aeroplanes to carry us home.

Not really monsters, but little children. In the end, the Monsters of Chevuru got the better of me.

Quality not Quantity

May01
By anonymous (not verified)
in
  • From the Field
  • Uncaste India
Jennifer Hurley philosophizes about her experiences of volunteering in India after her luggage was lost by the airline.

I knew something was wrong when the luggage belt in Delhi airport was pitifully empty, with no sign of my bag. Alone and very, very tired from the journey from Japan, I filled out all the forms and repeated the story to several people before making my way, with only my purse, to the domestic terminal. While I’d had several hours after touching down to get myself to the location of my next departure, I’d lost precious hours in choosing the long immigration line, realizing my bag was missing, and filling in paperwork.

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