Saying Goodbye: By Wyatt Hardesty
Today was the final day of the hard meticulous task of teaching the Dulla kids English. No matter how hard it was, it was worth it. I started off strong in the morning filling myself with two pieces of slightly burnt naan and a heaping spoonful of some red soup containing lentils.
As we were making our lunches, Olivia and I were talking about the day we would have at the school and about how hard it would be to leave. Spoiler alert: it was.
Shortly after talking we had to pick up our ultra heavy duffel bags filled with education supplies such as markers, pencils, erasers, scissors, glue... anything you could think of. Along with hygiene kits with things related to your daily hygiene.
As we got to the school it was business as usual. We got into our small classes after doing the daily full group attention getter and songs. Today we taught our “emergency lessons” that we made earlier this year. The end of the day came quick and it was really hard. I don’t want to say too much about it because it still hits hard, but it was really nice to see all of their happy smiling faces running after us as we drove slowly down the mountainside.