Friday, March 4, 2011

Cows Eat Garbage

 Yes, that's right: cows eat garbage.  Yesterday, I worked on reading with a ten-year-old girl at the Loreto Day School.  As we tried to complete activities in the reading book that her teacher suggested, we worked on a page that required her to select the appropriate response to complete the sentence.  One question was something along the lines of, "Cows like to eat ______ (toys, grass, sugar)."  In America, most children would say, "grass," automatically because the answer is simply obvious.  I would give that answer, at least.  This girl also knew the answer automatically.  Without looking at the choices, she said, "Garbage!"  And she was right.  The book may disagree, but the many cows that roam the streets of India always eat garbage.

Today is the halfway point of my trip.  Upon reflecting on my first two months in India, it occurs to me that yesterday's amusement provides a good example of what India has meant to me so far.  I came with a firm understanding of what is what and how the world works according to my experiences in Minnesota.  India has forced me to change some of these thoughts and reconsider the obvious.  For example, a quality hotel will not necessarily have a working shower head.  The best food may be not at the cleanest restaurant but at the dirty stand on the street.  And, yes, people can kindly make a path to the metro door even when packed tighter than sardines.

I have unquestionably fallen in love with India.  My list of things I want to see and places I want to visit is so long that some items have already fallen into the "Next Trip to India" category.  But in the end, India's impact on me will not be a matter of remembering great trips and sights.  I will never forget the Taj Mahal, riding camels in the desert, or this weekend's trip to the Sundarbans.  More importantly, I will never forget the little things that made me reconsider the obvious.  The "salt of the earth" is not a tasty addition to food but rather an absolute necessity if food is to be edible, as one homily insisted.  Respectable people can eat rice with their hands rather than with silverware.  Cows, dogs, and cats all like to eat garbage.

2 comments:

  1. What a powerful entry, Jennifer! While reading, I kept thinking about the standardized tests we administer in the U.S. and what they do/don't reveal about students' academic growth. I hope your post makes it into the hands of both current and future educators...

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  2. Thank you for the complement! The funny thing is that I actually thought quite a bit about your pedagogy class when writing this. Part of the reason for that is because my work at the school resembles some of what we did during practicum. Another part is, of course, that it relates to the variety of true responses my future students may give depending on perspective.

    Some of my posts are primarily updates of my adventures so that friends and family hear about my trip. This one, in all honesty, is more just a public reflection on an "aha!" moment in my personal development. I love to hear that others find the experience as fascinating as I do.

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