Help Slum Children Teaching in India

Hello... it's been quite a long time since my last blog so I have a feeling this is going to be a bit of an essay - where to start... ...Well, as for what I've been doing over the past couple of months apart from my project, at the beginning of October we went to Bodhgaya: saw the Bodhi tree (the tree that Buddha sat under and became enlightened, for those of you not familiar with Buddhism), touched the railing around the Bodhi tree, and didn't buy a Bodhi tree leaf skeleton from man trying to sell me one.

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Arriving in India is the most disconcerting thing. I know everyone says this but there are SO MANY PEOPLE. No, not like London, or any other city in Europe for that matter. There's no comparison. And they ALL stare at you (if you're white - if I was of Indian origin and male things would be different.... in more ways than one...). On the way to my homestay I noticed there are billboards everywhere advertising what is essentially skin bleach, promising, and I quote "fairer skin in just 7 days!" Being the palest person I know now seems to be working to my advantage!! I was the first one to arrive at my homestay - Mr Bahr, widower, aged 72 = LEGEND.

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