It has been nearly a month since I arrived in Bharatpur, in the southern-central part of Nepal. When I was planning this trip, most people I told were under the impression I would be huddled in a thatch-roof hut in the Himalayas, scratching verb conjugations into blocks of ice for the benefit of orphaned Sherpa children. The reality is quite the opposite. As many people know, Nepal contains at least one slope of 8 of the 10 highest mountains in the world, but at its southern border, it's only a few hundred feet above sea level. Here, it is a hot, humid, landlocked jungle. Even when the monsoon brings days of rain, it is still warm. I haven't worn socks and shoes in weeks. Every day I must find a balance between the need to stay hydrated and the possibility of getting stuck in a situation where there is no place to relieve myself.
I am living with Anish (the director of Volnepal,) his sister, her 3-year-old son, and an ever-changing mix of other foreign volunteers on the ground floor of this lovely house. |
Once at school, I help with homework and play word games until it is time for the kids to eat their first meal at 9:00, after which I teach English to classes 1, 2 and 3 (ages 5 to about 11.) My favorite parts are when I can involve everyone, playing a game or getting them all working on a project. The kids are mostly great--more about them in the next post.
If you are curious about VolNepal, the Nepali NGO through which I am volunteering, you can see all their projects at volnepal.org.
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