Backtracks (USA!)

In all the scrambles of the past week, I have fallen behind. Fortunately I have the impending due date of these journals to whip my rear in gear.

WEDNESDAY:

Our political science teacher organized a service trip to some remote village coincidentally near the Sundarbans. It was another get up at 5ish day (whine whine whine but really we've had a disturbingly large amount of those recently). 3.5 hours of driving and an hour of a boat later, we were at the village. 

Bolakali was your typical rustic Indian village, though slightly larger than average, as shown by the decently sized school we visited. CSBSJU kids were divided along with Xavier students into different classrooms. There were about 80 kids in a classroom, girls on one, boys on the other, in fancy uniforms reading some rather technical article about Indian crops. Courtney, Becca and I were supposed to help them with a set of questions, but we couldn't translate the questions and they couldn't speak English very well. Things really picked up when I became Chancellor of the Chalkboard and devised random algebra questions. The students gleefully found X until I ran out of chalk.

The mood of the Xavier students was likened to that of youngsters on a field trip bus, which explains all the rambunctiousness. I did not appreciate; Rita who awakens before the clock chimes half past five might lack the physical strength to strangle people who scream on busses, but she sure will throw them some passive aggressive disapproving looks. Though the travel time to actual service time ratio was a little large, it was still a grand day. A grand day indeed.