How sweet it is

So, we were invited to a "meet and greet" which consisted of a humble welcoming from the Grace Peters Charitable Trust members and a delicious Indian Dinner served by Mr. VJ Kumar, who is a man of most noble ambitions (I will brag about him later). It was quite the interesting cultural exchange. For those of you who don't now this about me, I have a sort of unreasonable reaction to misquotes being killed, so when the electric tennis racket was pulled out, as you can imagine, it was hard to contain my sadness. But dinner in their home is my most cherished experience so far. Their home was beautiful and their china cabinet was filled with the most humorous of American relics, like Disneyland ceramics and a souvenir plate of Niagara falls. It is interesting what American culture leaks into India. People have told me that their favorite movie star is Arnold Swartzenager, their favorite singer is Micheal Jackson, the backstreet boys, and Emenim, and their favorite movie is Titanic. Oh, and they love the WWF like it's never going to go out of style. Dinner, like the rest of the food in India, was incredible, but I know I am lonely in this opinion. I am getting more acquainted with the names of food finally. It puts me at ease to know to know what I am ordering. Our car driver has taken onto himself the difficult task of teaching me Tamil. So far I have been a pretty ungratifying student, although I have picked up a few key words. But the students we teach soak it up what we say, the children in India are very accelerated learners. We are fortunate to have them as students. Our classes have been quite successful. Actually, they have been more than that. I feel empowered by the ability to invoke a smile on their faces. It gives me great pleasure to feel like i am making a positive impression in the world and being someone who these kids will remember for a long time. I feel that I am giving my skills back to the world in a very purposeful way.
-KYLA