August 4th - I am down to the last two days of class. Tomorrow will be the last class I actually teach since Saturday the theory students will be taking an exam, the composition students will present their pieces and the conducting class will be conducting the pieces they have picked for their final project. I have made a few modifications to my original lesson plans but for the most part I have been able to follow them through to the end. We continue to have some students out with a virus, one was bad enough he had to be hospitalized for a short time. Thank you to those who have been praying for the students and a BIG thank you for the prayers on my behalf as well. I have felt very well the entire time I have been here. I attribute that to prayers from home and be well cared for by my hosts here in India!
There are many things that are very different here in India than home but one major difference you can not escape every time you go out is the traffic. I am sure I have mentioned it in previous blog posts but it is worth another mention. The picture really does not give you an idea other than there are cars, auto rickshaws, motorcycles and pedestrians every where you turn. If you need to turn on the main highway you simply ease out and honk your horn and move into the flow of traffic. Horns are used not in a “Hey! get your tail out of my way!!” fashion but as a signal that I am coming up behind you or I am moving in. I have crossed the street a couple times on my afternoon walks but I try to avoid that if at all possible. Abraham says that Chris Monroe (our mutual friend from Virginia) says that all the traffic signals and signs posted and suggestions. It is very true. We even saw a policeman who was at a busy intersection look like he was checking Facebook on his phone while cars moved past him. Needless to say, I think my wife would need to sit in the back of the car and just not watch as we travel the roads. I am afraid the driving would stress her out. Am I right, kids? Abraham tells me the traffic is pretty good here in the city. In some places in India the roads are so crowded hit and run is common. I think I will be grateful for Lincoln traffic when I get home.
Speaking of home, I am anxious to get back. I have truly enjoyed my time here and I give most of the credit to Abraham and Feba. They have gone over and above to make my stay here great. They have taken me places, provided me with all kinds of different food and snacks to try and given me a place to rest and relax each day. It will be good to climb into my own bed and drive my car in Beatrice traffic and get back into the routine of life. I am putting in a request now, however, the last couple of days I keep thinking about a Val’s family pack. I think a big slice of pizza, salad and bread sticks will be in order one of the first days I am home. I might also have to hit the Runza drive-thru as well.
This blog will journal my experiences as I prepare to go overseas this July and teach at the Asian Christian College of Music in Thiruvananthapuram, Kerala in India.