School time

Yes! I've managed somehow to get the computer working.

Anyway, here are the facts about the school.
It's in Haryana, which by itself is a pretty unremarkable state so its often twinned with Punjab, the Northern capital of food and dance. The school is in the middle of a desert, which means its warm during the day and freezing at night. In fact its a bit like a little desert oasis. With peacocks. The college and school campus combined is called "Vidyagram" which means "Village of Knowledge" which I suppose is fair enough. Slightly unfair that only the rich people can enter the "Village of Knowledge" while the normal people sit outside in the desert and sell eggs. But thats ok if you don't go near the gates you don't have to think about it. The school does a lot of charity projects and things in the local area, one of which I think I'm spending a week in some time, but I haven't heard much about that since I got here.
There is no helicopter.
On 26th of January there is Republic Day, when they celebrate their independance, so big shows for that. And it means that every day at about 4.00 there are horses roaming around the campus and people on rollerskates weaving in and out of them. And peacocks.

No one seems to talk about the peacocks, they treat them as if they're normal. But they're not. There are peacocks everywhere its not normal at all.

So theres plenty to keep me busy. Loads of people want to learn guitar and do drama. (I'm thinking much ado about nothing...) And I'm to teach them some English songs to sing at a trans cultural entertainment programme in February when the English exchange students come over.

There are one or two challenging characters to get used to but thats ok. And I have a little house of my own (or not quite, the neighbour comes and goes as he likes. I come out of the bathroom to find him comfortably seated, deep in one of my books.)