What next? (if it's badly written, it's cause I'm feeling sick as I write)

I really don't know where I'm up to except that I haven't written for about a month.
A month is a very long time when you're living in India.

I remember getting back from Bangladesh and going back to school, feeling very confused as to what next when I only received a one month visa. Praying for God to show me the way.

So I spent the next couple of weeks checking online for the feasability of trying for a visa somewhere else.

While all this was going on internally Sarah, Hannah, Susie, Amy & Sarah Aunty and I travelled down to Bangalore for the Sister's weekend down there. Most of the topics were the same from the previous one in Hyderabad, with an extra set of meditations to close Sunday afternoon before the usual prayer groups. I led a quiz night which was fun. Indians are just so competitive.

Life at the school had changed dramatically from when I first arrived and during the last month all we were doing everyday revolved around our 'Wizard of Oz' musical which Maggie Galbraith was conducting. So that was quite unsettling for the kids...and then the teacher I was working for took time off for a wedding, and left me in charge of the kids by myself for a couple of days with supervisors checking on me.
It's quite hard work maintaining control of a class of 5 year olds. Especially after lunch!!
Made me wonder what the opposite spectrum would be like to teach.

Then Vasavi (my classroom teacher) came in one day with the news that she had to have an operation and would be going on leave the next week. Mayhem. It was at this time that I was trying to work out exactly what day I'd be finishing at the school before the holidays to go and get a visa in Nepal, and the poor students suffered again with both of their semi permanent teachers leaving even before their production.

Anyways basically, I left 2 days after Vasavi which meant the kid had another relief teacher for the 1.5 weeks before their holidays started.