I leave in 7 hours.
My heart is pounding, my stomach is churning and I can feel the blood pumping through my veins. My body is nervous, anxious and scared. The last bag has been zipped and I have said all but two of my goodbyes. I have already cried twice tonight and I seriously doubt that I'll be able to fall asleep, no matter how hard I try. And yet, I have no doubts that this is the beginning of something wonderful.
I leave in 7 hours.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Monday, January 5, 2009
the story of three rabid squirrels and my stomach
My nerves have kicked in. I can't sleep at night, which means that mornings are horrible. It feels like there are a million things to do, no time to do them, and (as referenced above) like there are three rabid squirrels playing soccer in my stomach. I guess I shouldn't joke about rabid animals, not having got my rabies shot :-)
For a brief run down of my time and purpose in India. I am enrolled at Seattle University in the International Development Internship Program. As a part of the program I will be living and working in Riaganj, India for three months (January through March). I will be working with an organization called the Social Welfare Institute (SWI), run by a man named Fr. Puthumai. My primary position will be teaching older highschool students a conversational Engligh class. I will also be doing field research in the surrounding villages, editing papers in the office and potentially writing grants. I will be living in what is known as the Training Center. It is where all of the single female staff for the SWI live and is run my a nun. From what I am told the center is located 3 miles out of town. Raiganj is rural, an has about 200,000 people.
I am excited, nervous, scared, grateful and anxious all at once.
For a brief run down of my time and purpose in India. I am enrolled at Seattle University in the International Development Internship Program. As a part of the program I will be living and working in Riaganj, India for three months (January through March). I will be working with an organization called the Social Welfare Institute (SWI), run by a man named Fr. Puthumai. My primary position will be teaching older highschool students a conversational Engligh class. I will also be doing field research in the surrounding villages, editing papers in the office and potentially writing grants. I will be living in what is known as the Training Center. It is where all of the single female staff for the SWI live and is run my a nun. From what I am told the center is located 3 miles out of town. Raiganj is rural, an has about 200,000 people.
I am excited, nervous, scared, grateful and anxious all at once.
Sunday, January 4, 2009
oh the places we'll go
An empty apartment and a cold storage unit in Seattle, Washington.
A mission trip with beautiful communities, lots of rain and concrete in Tijuana, Mexico.
Waiting in airports at San Diego and San Fransisco, California.
Christmas with my family amongst a million snowflakes in Boise & McCall, Idaho.
More waiting in airports at Chicago, Illinois and Frankfurt, Germany.
A 1am arrival in Calcutta and 3 months of adventure in Raiganj, India.
4 days from departure. I take off from Boise on January 8th, 2009 at 8:05am.
A mission trip with beautiful communities, lots of rain and concrete in Tijuana, Mexico.
Waiting in airports at San Diego and San Fransisco, California.
Christmas with my family amongst a million snowflakes in Boise & McCall, Idaho.
More waiting in airports at Chicago, Illinois and Frankfurt, Germany.
A 1am arrival in Calcutta and 3 months of adventure in Raiganj, India.
4 days from departure. I take off from Boise on January 8th, 2009 at 8:05am.
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