Today we had the opportunity for a trip to Rishakesh, a town beside the Ganges where lots of people go to visit this sacred river. There is also a lot of yoga tourism.
It was a 2 hour car trip through some beautiful villages and countryside to get there, including a last stretch through a forest where there are warning signs not to stop because of elephant herds coming through. The township itself was crowded, colourful, and noisy; full of life from the very wealthy to the very poor, with cows wandering through the cobbled streets, and monkeys watching for fallen food from mossy stone walls.
We did a loop walk from one foot bridge to the other, and saw much along the way. It absolutely poured down on the first bridge and was sunny by the time we finished. It is the monsoon season here. I had a chance to sit for a few moments' silence beside the river, watching it flow strongly. A few of us put our feet in and it was very cold, not surprisingly when you consider its origins in the Himalayas.
We were very tired when we got home, and enjoyed another beautiful meal of curry and spicy potatoes. Today is my last day in Dehradhun. Sashi and I begin our journey home later this morning. Our time here has been intense and full of connection and shared learning. When I sat last night with one of the teachers in the programme who lives on site here and she recounted all the work she now does using picturebooks in her language classes, and how she encourages children to write first in Hindi and then translate into English- something we worked on in our programme two years ago- I feel some satisfaction. And when I hear how she shares all she learns with her colleagues in another state of India where she is from, I understand how we can never know the full impact of what we do here. I know when I return to teaching preservice teachers, my experiences here also informs my work. This is very much a two way street with much mutual respect.
Thank you for reading my blog:)
I'd like to acknowledge my Rata colleague Sally Kent who suppled many of the photos in my blog, as the connection between my iPad photos and my blog did not work!
It was a 2 hour car trip through some beautiful villages and countryside to get there, including a last stretch through a forest where there are warning signs not to stop because of elephant herds coming through. The township itself was crowded, colourful, and noisy; full of life from the very wealthy to the very poor, with cows wandering through the cobbled streets, and monkeys watching for fallen food from mossy stone walls.
We were very tired when we got home, and enjoyed another beautiful meal of curry and spicy potatoes. Today is my last day in Dehradhun. Sashi and I begin our journey home later this morning. Our time here has been intense and full of connection and shared learning. When I sat last night with one of the teachers in the programme who lives on site here and she recounted all the work she now does using picturebooks in her language classes, and how she encourages children to write first in Hindi and then translate into English- something we worked on in our programme two years ago- I feel some satisfaction. And when I hear how she shares all she learns with her colleagues in another state of India where she is from, I understand how we can never know the full impact of what we do here. I know when I return to teaching preservice teachers, my experiences here also informs my work. This is very much a two way street with much mutual respect.
Thank you for reading my blog:)
I'd like to acknowledge my Rata colleague Sally Kent who suppled many of the photos in my blog, as the connection between my iPad photos and my blog did not work!













