I was there! October 2008 volunteering for the first time with 62 flourishing years
It was really rewarding to teach in Roldih. The kids had a natural intelligence and ability; enthusiastic, very participative, raising hands at the slightest question, willing to read, write, draw… and even to go on the board! They were appearing early in the morning, by foot if coming from the nearest village or on a bicycle if from others further away, with their bright yellow and blue uniforms, stayed sometime on the playgrounds, and at 08:30, after a short assembly, they attended their correspondent class.
There were 3 modest but sufficiently equipped class units (there two more now) for the different knowledge levels and the students had a half hour break after each different subject. Up to midday and a half… Then you could see the bright yellow river of their uniform tops spread out from the small ground floor classes to the bicycles and gate.
There was also a lot of work being done in our place. Construction of a new building (with a western water closet), whitewashing of the different units, some maintenance work in them and in the wild garden. It was a pleasure to see the project grow.
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P.S. SORRY, I DIDIN’T HAVE TIME TO MAKE IT SHORTER. My English is mostly autodidact, quite limited for this kind of writing. But it was enough for class I and II… So, non English mother tongue people –and/or with no experience in teaching- shouldn’t be discouraged, and apply: in Dakshinayan intercultural exchange is considered important too. You only need basic English. And love. Is there any better language than love?
With love,
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