Sunday, 9 September 2012

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Hello all,


Photo blast!


Well it’s been an exciting few days at Woodstock!
On Wednesday, we had inter-house cross-country (16th place, 20:47, 3.7 km). I was running for the Merlin’s (vs. Eagles and Condors). Go red!
I’m not exactly sure how everyone did, but a whole bunch of Merlins did really well, and Kalki is going to inter-school. Good job everyone!

Photo cred to Mr Steve:

Back from the races!

Go Merlins!



Thursday was Music Day, meaning that there was a conjunction of Thursday and day 4. This means that I have vocal lessons, and Acapella twice, within the space of 4 hours. We’re singing “Viva la Vida”, “I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For”, “Livin’ In A Holy City”, and “Ave Maria”. All really really really fun songs! (Although the soprano part in Viva la Vida leaves something to be desired).



Also on Thursday, I got info about the quarter break trek to the Himalayas. I am so ridiculously excited about this. All my friends are completely mystified as to why I WANT to go trekking for a week in the mountains. I’m not completely sure myself, but I’m certain that this will be awesome!!!


Uh huh. I’m going THERE.

Friday, I managed to fall spectacularly down the stairs, bruising my arm and tailbone, meaning I couldn’t go hiking on Saturday.
Sigh...
Next week, it will happen.

Today we had Chapel; I got to take a taxi up to school with Uma because of my tailbone and her ankle. I got to use a seatbelt!!! It made me unreasonably happy.
One thing I don’t understand about Chapel: why do so many girls wear heels to walk up? I’m always baffled by the number of girls teetering their way up the mountain in stilettos. I really don’t understand my gender sometimes.

Off to a new week!
Emily

PS this time next week the Dalai Lama will be here. I'm not excited at all...
I'm also terrible at lying.
EEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tuesday, 4 September 2012

What is so complicated about envelopes?

Sending mail from Woodstock is not a terribly complicated process. The post office is an on-campus site, they provide the stamps, and collection is once every day. To send a letter to Canada is really quite cheap: only 25 RS for a standard-sized letter.
The process of acquiring envelopes, however, is becoming more complicated with each attempt.


The first time I tried to send a letter home, I went to the post office and asked to send a letter home to Canada. I gave them my folded sheet of Cambridge paper, only to be met with a look of confusion. This was another one of those times where I wish I spoke Hindi. Through the man’s (very) thick Hindi accent, I managed to understand that I needed to provide my own envelopes, which could be acquired at the senior school office.

“Ok, not hard” I thought to myself. I walked up the ramp to the office and asked for an envelope, went back down, paid 25 RS and sent my first letter.

About a week later, I wanted to send another letter. I went to the senior school office, where they seemed mighty surprised to see me again. I asked for another envelope, which they handed over somewhat reluctantly. I asked if I needed to pay for all these envelopes I kept using, but the question was ignored. I went down and paid my 25 RS, and the letter was sent off.

“All right, free envelopes!” was the sentiment for that afternoon.

Not so, my friends, not so.

Today I tried to send my third letter. I marched right into the senior school office and requested another envelope. They seemed a little more on the ball today, and they asked me “Why are you using all these envelopes?”

“I’m sending letters home”
“You can’t do that. These are for college use.”
“Oh. Ok.”

Now what?

After school I go down to dorm store, and have a friend ask (in Hindi) the man there if they stocked envelopes.
Nope

Now what?

This is the part where I get to go on an adventure to the deep recesses behind the school cafeteria to the vey well-hidden supply store. They also seemed mighty confused about my request for some envelopes. I managed to persuade them to part with two, also without having to pay a single rupee.
I go back to the post office and send the letter without any further issues.

I’m not exactly sure what to do about this situation. I’m not keen on robbing the school but at the same time no one here seems to understand my desire to correspond via snail mail. Whenever I ask where I can get envelopes I’m met with a blank stare.

Help?

In other news, I’ve finally cracked the two songs Mr. Okie has me working on!
Woot woot, musical proficiency!

Extinguish my eyes:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-9tAUwqeqxg&feature=related

When my soul touches yours: 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AP1MAYb3p8A


Finally, actually right about now, everyone back home is getting up and going to school.
As Mr. Steve said “hate to say it, but we’re already 34 days smarter than you”!

Have a blast, everyone,

Emily


PS thank you to the Kibbutz for the wishboat! That really made my day!



Monday, 3 September 2012

Just a general update (with photos: yay!)


Holy thunder and lightning batman!!! I have never witnessed a storm like the one last night. The storm started at about 10 pm, with far-off lighting in the distance. At about 1:45 am, I was rudely awakened by a massive “BOOOOM”! That rattled the windows (and we have some pretty big windows). This continued pretty much incessantly for I-don’t-know-how-long, but I got back to sleep about 3 ish, I’m not exactly sure.
Great way to get ready for a chem. test, isn’t it?

So anyway, I haven’t written an OFFICIAL update for a while now.

Photos  I have taken recently that are awesome:



Some fantastic rain, which nonetheless pales in comparison to last night.

A nice shot of quad

Because I can never take too many photos of the hill station

On advisor morning, Mr Steve decided to take advantage of the fabulous sunshine. We jumpd out the windows in the health room onto the balcony outside. This is a shot of the quad from above!


I’ll start on Thursday, the day of the RE (religious ed.) retreat to Rajpur. That was reeeaaaaallly fun; the center was absolutely beautiful. I stayed in the red bungalow with Nina, Subin, Yeshin, Eein and Devika. It was a bit weird not to have Kalki there, to be honest.
The facilities included bucket showers, geckoes and sporadic electricity, which was surprisingly nice. It was actually quite restful.


The red bungalow!


Here's a photo of mine and Devika's room
This photo is actually quite deceptive, as it leads you to believe the electricity was functional at the time.

Not so. This was our only source of light!

This is our bathroom!

Now with flash ;)


Friday, we went on our missions. I wrote about that in the previous post, so go check that out! It was a superb experience for me, and the rest of the group.

ZOMG SEAT BELT!
(In the taxi on the way to Herbertpur)
Mine didn't work :(

The view from the center I visited

I couldn't tell what fruit these were. Does anyone know?


Friday night was completely social. There was an epic truth-or-dare game which included Kalki singing gospel to the teachers, Setse awkwardly sitting beside a couple for 1 minute exactly, and (my favourite) Nina having to dance “Gagnam style” on the table the next day at breakfast (http://satwcomic.com/gangnam-style
 Once it has been seen it cannot be unseen).

This resulted in a hilarious dance lesson for Nina that evening in the bungalow, at the hands of our ever-so-patient Eein.

Left right left left, right left right right, cowboy lasso, hip rotation… Eein, you taught us well.

Some pics of the retreat center:


Dining hall

Some really pretty archways

Worship center

Playing football!

A gecko totally invaded our room, you know, no biggie...


On Saturday, which started off with the awesome dance show, we had a worship service with the Woodstock chaplain; Jubin spoke to us about her program (Anugrah) and we had a time of quiet reflection. I definitely learned a lot this weekend, and I am really happy to have gone on this trip!

Here are some photos of the trip home that I really liked:




Saturday night, I watched my first Hindi movie: Cocktail! It’s a movie about an elaborate love triangle (therefore fairly easy to follow, even with the lack of subtitles). It was actually really fun (even if my friends would rather I’d seen a better one as my first).

On to Sunday, we were rudely awakened by monkeys that decided to jump around on the roof for about 3 hours. I was highly amused. Devika was not.





Aside from tha, we relaxed all day. We ate a rather sad amount of junk food (thank-you, Tanuvee), played jungle speed, ordered in, and studied for chem.

Cinnabon...

Momos are my new favourite thing :D

We also helped Ms Maya finish up the "movie reels" of photos: every girl in grade 11 is featured somewhere along the wall. These are just the ones that we put up yesterday:







About the chem test: I TOTALLY DIDN’T FAIL!!! I don’t know what mark I got yet, but I am really confident about my chances. Yay Internet for teaching me AP chemistry!

That’s been my awesome week so far. Can you believe I’ve already been in India for a month and 5 days? I can’t…

Have fun at school tomorrow, everyone! >:D

Lots of love,
Emily

Sunday, 2 September 2012

Anugrah


Who are we as Christians? What does being a Christian really mean?

It’s not just about singing the songs; it’s not just about saying you believe in Jesus. 
It’s what we do and how we live that shows our faith and our way of life.
That is my demonstration of faith.

This weekend, we had the opportunity to go on a Christian retreat to Rajpur. We left on Thursday after school and drove two hours to the retreat center.

When we arrived, we went to worship and chose our mission activities. I joined a group of 5 girls to go to the Herbertpur hospital in Dehradun, specifically to visit their day centers for handicapped children.
The Anugrah program (named after the boy that started the program) is remarkable. With very limited resources these people, mostly parent volunteers, come together and offer rehabilitation and support for parents and children alike. They do extensive work in the villages where the child comes from, so that not only the child is treated, but the community and the family are educated about the child, and taught how to help the child deal with their differences.



After learning about the history of the program, we divided into two groups: Hindi speakers and English speakers. I, as an English speaker, went with our leader Suja, Aya and Ms Fabi to the center in Dehradun.




We met 5 children (names omitted) there: 3 boys with cerebral palsy, one boy with autism, and a girl with an undiagnosed mental handicap. We arrived during “activity time” where the kids would sit and do things with their hands. They seemed very excited when we got there, greeting us with “Namaste” and huge smiles. The mother volunteering there for the day got one of the boys to demonstrate how he had just learned to walk. He stood up proudly and walked around the room.

Another one of the boys, the only one with a wheelchair (but not the only one in need of one) was really fun. He kept showing off, popping wheelies in his chair out in the hall. Ms Suja told us they are trying to send him to school, because he has the capacity for it. She told us a story about how he had mastered the ability to put a pen cap on a pen: his arms were so out of control, he straps down his arm holding the pen and moves his other arm towards it. It took him almost a year and a half to master this ability.

Boxes of stuff to do!

Legos: no matter where you go in the world, they will find the sole of your foot.


After the activity time, we all played a game, a bit like “hot potato”. Ms Suja played some music on her phone, and we passed around a stuffed animal. If the music stopped while you were holding the toy, you had to get up and dance in the circle. Lots of fun, and all the kids got really into it. 



After that, we cleaned up the playroom and went on a tour of the facilities. They had a couple of different rooms suited to different purposes. One room was empty but for a few mats on the floor and walls: this was for the boys with cerebral palsy to play around in without fear of getting hurt. 
There was also a darkened room with a fiber-optics cable ball and different textures taped on the wall. This was for autistic children, different things to help entertain them. 



Finally, we got to see the activity room, where there were a variety of different things. There was an exercise ball for the kids to practice sitting and balancing. There were plastic cricket bats. There were checkerboards, and stuffed animals. There was an exercise machine for the boys with cerebral palsy to stretch out there arms. The boy in the wheelchair counted up to 100 of these, in English too!



This is the "Choice board". Because the kids are mostly illiterate, and have a lot of difficulty communicating, they can simply go up to the board in the activity room and choose the image of something they would like to do. They then put the image next to their assigned slot and a worker will get out the activity for them.


This is Aya and one of the boys with cerebral palsy. He's in the "standing-up machine", a relatively simple device, two planks joined together with cushions on the inside to help him stay upright for long periods of time. Here, he and Aya are playing on a checkerboard

After this, we went back to Herbertpur center for some debriefing with Jubin. She explained a little more about the details of the program, how they do village visits. I am totally amazed at the resilience of these women, dealing with enormous difficulties in rural India. They have to deal with some crazy superstitions, age-old prejudice, and misunderstandings widespread in the community.
This is a very admirable group, doing as much as they can with the little they have.

If you are interested in helping out the Anugrah program in any way, please contact me at emilysteers@woodstock.ac.in, and I can put you in touch with the lovely ladies that we met last weekend.

Tuesday, 28 August 2012

Devotions

Every monday at school this year, Dr Long (our principal) does a special devotion to start the week. Every monday morning, it's something to look forward to. He uses metaphors and object lessons to give us thought throughout our week.

On the first monday of the school year, he talked to us about umbrellas, and how they are akin to the oportunuities that await us here at Woodstock. To use his words "You will see a lot of umbrellas around this time of year at Woodstock. But you should not see someone walking around holding a bunch of umbrellas in the middle of a rainstorm, and not one of them is open." The opportunities we have were like umbrellas, and we should make as much use of them as we possibly could. Or else, we would be standing "cold, wet, and unhappy, with a bunch of opportunities you'll never see again".

The next week, Dr Long told us a story of two brothers that went to make their fortunes in the west.

One brother moved to California, to continue the family tradition of cabbage-farming. He did this very successfully, and had a very good, running farm. The other brother decided that he wanted to study geology, and worked odd jobs while he went to night school. eventually, he became a certified geologist, making good money. One day, the geologist brother decides to go and visit his farmer brother. The farmer brother is very excited to see his brother again, and makes a great show of the farm to show off his success. But the geologist brother seems very distracted, and the farmer brother took offense. "Brother, why do you seem so distracted while I'm showing you my wonderful farm?" he asks.
The geologist brother takes him down to the edge of a stream, and begins to sift through the sand at the bank. He picks up a little chunk of something, and holds it to the light. "Brother" he asks "Do you know what this is?" The farming brother replied that no, he didn't. "It's gold, brother. You have been growing cabbages on a goldmine".

Woodstock is a goldmine, he told us. Don't be satisfied to only be growing cabbages.

Last week, Dr Long talked to us about misunderstandings, and how they can be both comical, and devastating. He told us the story of the WC misunderstanding:

An Englishman, his wife and their two children, were in Germany on holiday.
During a walk in the countryside, they saw a wonderful cottage in the green and they
thought it was good for them for the next summer holidays.
There was a notice: TO LET: Phone 719 88 00 66?.
They wanted to know more details, so they phoned the owner at once and told him that
they wanted to meet him.

They met the owner, an Anglican vicar, and decided to rent the house for the next summer.
They signed the contract and went back to their country.
A few days later, the lady had a terrible doubt and wrote to the priest.

Dear Sir,
I'm writing to you about the cottage we want to rent for next summer.
Before leaving we had a quick look at the house, inside and outside, but I must say that I
saw no W.C. around. Can you tell me something about it? Thank you in advance.

The priest got the letter, read it and thought she referred to a White Chapel,
a church for Anglicans.
So he wrote back to her as follows:

Dear Madam,
I'm very happy to see that you are so interested in the W.C. The nearest W.C. is 6 km far.
You can get there on foot or more easily, by bike, especially if you are in a hurry.
We highly recommend everybody to be there in advance to avoid queues and make sure to get a seat! This W.C. is very large: it houses 40 people sitting and 60 people standing.

At the entrance, each person gets a sheet of paper that he/she must return when
he/she leaves, so that it can be used again and again.

Those who are late can use the neighbour's sheet.
The children sit next to the adults, and they all sing together.
There are loudspeakers outside, to let people hear voices and sounds.
There's a strong air-conditioning system to eliminate bad smells, especially in summer.

Finally, there are specialized photographers ready to take photos and immortalize such a humble and humane event. I look forward to seeing you in my W.C.

Yours faithfully,
The Vicar


Dr Long told us that although a lot of misunderstandings can be hilarious, they can also be hurtful. He told us to think of someone we had hurt, or had been hurt by, because of a misunderstanding, and to apologize to them at some point during the week.

Finally, this monday's devotion was about Angry balloons. " *Puff, puff* Some people, when they get angry *Puff, puff* go off all over the place, spinning out of control (releases balloon, goes flying into the assembly). Some people, when they get angry *puff, puff* just make a lot of noise (pull the ends of the balloon, make horrendous screeching noise). And some people, when they get angry *puff, puff, Puff, Puff, PUFF, PUFF, BOOM!* just explode.
Anger is an energy. Sometimes, it can be a negative energy, harming those around us. It can cause us to do things we regret.
But sometimes, anger can be harnessed, and used in a constructive, guided way. (Here he pulls out a little truck with a baloon attached. He puts it on the floor of the stage and it rolls away, propelled by the air of the balloon).
We all get angry sometimes. This week, how are you going to direct your anger? Will you just make a lot of noise, will you explode, or will you attach it to 4 wheels and make it do something?

Thanks, Dr Long, for giving me something to look forward to on monday mornings.














Sunday, 26 August 2012

It's been a looong week

Hello all!

It's official: Woodstock is a LOT more demanding than J. F. Ross. This week I had 1 test, 1 essay, 4 quizzes, and various other little things. Each one individually, not so bad. All together, it's A LOT.
That's just explaining my abscence this week. I apologize for the lack of update.

Monday started off like any other monday: assembly, tests, homework, the usual stuff.

I signed up to sponsor 1 team for goal-a-thon this weekend. Goal-a-thon is where a whole bunch of teams get sponsored by people in the school, and for every goal the team scores, you donate a certain amount of money. I pledged 1 rupee per goal. Shut up, I'm a cheapskate, so sue me.

Another thing we did on monday was Mock University admissions, to get a feel for the application process and the criteria looked at for acceptance. The university reps hosting this were from Chapman's in California and Rollins in Florida. It was really fun and really helpful to a junoir like me!

Finally... I had my Macbeth audition! As the week progressed I went in for callbacks, and I have been cast as Young Siward and various parts of the ensemble. Personally, that works out well for me, because there are so many other things I want to do.

Tuesday we got our results for the Accidentals (acapella choir) audition. Surprise! I'm in soprano 1. There is a possibility that I'll be president of the group, if I get voted in. We'll be singing Holy city (Stephen Hatfield-yay!), Ave Maria, and possibly Don't Build Me Up Buttercup and Good Ol' Acappella (those were my votes).

The rest of the week was pretty average... until Friday. A whole big group of us went down to Dehradun (everyone getting mightly carsick on the ride down-it's worse than english backroads)
for the Canadian college fair. There were reps from Laurier, U of T, Western, Ottawa, Concordia, Ryerson, U Alberta, UBC and McGill. I am leaning towards going to Western, but I really have no clue yet.
I've started to cosider studying english  french lit, as well as music, and maybe some science?

Then, at last, the weekend! FRIENDS, sleeping in, movies, homework, uno, what more could you need?

On to face the new week.
Love to all!
Emily

PS: Monkeys, monkeys, monkeys, monkeys

PPS Who's had the cleanest room 3 checks in a row? WE have, that's who! :D