The price of entertainment and
shoe repair:
The other day I bought breakfast, took
the bus to Kirtipur, wandered around the town, bought lunch and took
the bus home. All for $1.30. And the day before that I had my
sandal fixed for 10 cents. I love this country! Breakfast was two
samosas for 30 cents. The bus ride was 15 cents, lunch was a plate
of mo-mos for 40 cents. The bus ride home was 30 cents (I took two
buses instead of one). A full days entertainment and food for a
dollar thirty. :)
As for my sandal, the leather strap
broke. I took it to a shoe man and he sewed it back together, for 10
cents. :) I couldn't buy a new shoe for 10 cents!
Left-handedness:
I've noticed that a few of the boys
write with their left hand, but they still eat with their right hand.
I'm guessing that has something to do with the 'eat with your right,
wipe with your left.' I've also noticed though, that when some of
the boys use my camera, they look through the view-finder with their
left eye, which must be rather awkward. I haven't asked them why
they do it.
*I remembered what else I was going to write here* -I've noticed that when they play cards, the boys hold their cards with their left hand. I figured the right-handers would hold with their right hands, but I guess not.
Wallet, what wallet?
Most Nepalis don't carry a wallet, or
if they do, the money isn't stored in any orderly manner. At the
market, where Suban and I go every Monday and Friday, most of the
stall managers keep their money in a cloth/plastic bag wrapped around
their waist (for the woman) or in a bucket or a drawer of a small
table. When Suban pays for the veggies, he pulls a wad of cash out
of his bag and searches through it for the correct change. :P
Sponsorship Letters:
A vast majority of the kids in Umbrella
have sponsors, whose contributions make up a large portion of
Umbrellas income. Every other month or so, the kids write letters to
their sponsors, letting them know what's new, how they're doing in
school, etc. The big festival of Dashain is coming up, and most of
the kids are going home to their villages for a few weeks. The
volunteers were asked to get the kids to write their sponsors a
letter before they left for Dashain. It's been a right nightmare.
29 boys, 38 letters to be written (some kids have more than one
sponsor). The letters have to be written on white paper, with black
ink, so they show up when they're scanned. Of course, the boys only
have blue fountain pens and their copy-book paper is flimsy recycled
stuff. So I have to supply the pens (of course I only find 4 or 5 in
the volunteer house) and I have to nag the tutor to find some proper
paper. Then there's the boys, 'Sister, I don't want to write a
letter.' 'Sister, I don't know what to write.' 'Sister, read this.'
'Sister, you bring black pen. I don't have black pen.' 'Sister,
Sister, SISTER!!!!' AAAAAAAAAWWWWWWW. And then there was the
photos. Sponsorship letters come with three photos of each boy.
Three DIFFERENT photos. Which I have to take. It's making my brain
explode. That said, there have been some good bonding moments when
I've been helping the boys write their letters.
On their families
The
other day I got to talking to one of the older boys and learned two
things. 1) His family was found only three years ago. 2) One of the
youngest boys in the house is going home for Dashain for the first
time this year. He hasn't seen his family since he arrived in
Umbrella, 6 years ago.
Mac
found notes from meetings held by Umbrella staff in the early days of
the foundation. He printed them off for us volunteers, so we could
peruse them at our leisure. There's some interesting stuff in there
about the beginnings of Umbrella, how many kids were rescued each
week, how many were re-united with their families, the purchase of
more houses to house the arriving kids, etc. I found the names of
two of my boys in there. Kumar arrived in Umbrella when he was 9
years old, after previously serving as a house servant for a wealthy
Nepali. I learned that he's one of the kids mentioned in Conor
Grennan's book 'Little Princes.' The other boy, Surya, arrived when
he was just 5 years old, and he's the one who's going home for the
first time ever this year. Crazy. These kids are amazing.
Dashain
Dashain
is a HUGE festival here. It's like the equivalent of Christmas back
home. I've been told that the city will be virtually empty in the
coming weeks as people travel to their villages to spend the holiday
with their families. Most of the Umbrella kids are also going home
to their families. For many of them, it's the only time during the
year that they get to see them.
I'm
sure there was something else I was going to write about....but of
course I don't remember what it was. :P Oh well. Until next week!
I remembered!! I wear a face mask when I'm biking around the city, the dust is pretty bad. When I bike I often smile at people, especially when they smile at me, and then I remember that I'm wearing a mask and they probably can't tell that I'm smiling. :P