The girls of 7/8 play Heads Up!
July 16, 2025
It’s hard to believe that our last day in Kolkata has already arrived.
To conclude our time at BJV, we arrived early enough to attend the morning assembly. The girls formed three lines down the middle of the main corridor. They sang a song and listened to a few reminders from Ms. Sharmila before being sent to class—all in ten minutes. As a few latecomers trickled in, Ms. Sharmila intercepted them to ask why they were late and encouraged them to arrive on time.
Kim, Olivia, and I were then split up to teach classes for the day. Each of us was responsible for four 40-minute blocks with students from grades 5–6, 7–8, 9–10, and 11–12.
In my classes, we warmed up with a beach ball name game and then practiced English listening and speaking skills through two activities: Back-to-Back Drawing and Heads Up!. The forty minutes flew by, despite the exceptional humidity and the feeling that I was swimming in sweat. The grade 7–8 class with over 45 students was particularly lively. I had a great time working with all of them. My respect also continues to deepen for these students and teachers, who show up and give it their all, despite these difficult temperatures. (I'm reminded of our earlier visit to S.S. Khalsa, where, when asked what could improve teaching and learning in India, one teacher simply replied, "air conditioning.").
A couple of cultural details from my morning teaching: students don’t simply walk into a room—they ask if they are invited in. This kept catching me off guard, as it’s so different from the school where I teach. Students also stand when a teacher enters or when they themselves are speaking, and they don’t sit until invited to do so. On more than one occasion, I unintentionally left girls standing because I forgot they were waiting for my permission.
After classes, we retreated to sit under the fan in Ms. Sharmila’s office while the girls had their tiffin break. We had lunch and tea while waiting for the girls to invite us upstairs for the afternoon program, which included a send-off for us (as you can see, invitations are quite important).
Grades 5 and 6 playing Heads Up!
Girls in grades 9 and 10 with their teacher, Ms. Gargi Das.
The energetic 7/8 crew!
Performing a poem about a train passing through India and what it sees along the way.
Of course, the program that the girls and teachers had planned was incredibly thoughtful. Different grade cohorts performed songs, dances, and poems. Teachers joined in the activities and shared a few words of their own, even presenting a video they had put together of our time at the school. We also had the chance to take the mic to share our gratitude with the community, though no words felt like quite enough for the occasion.
The students presented us with incredible handmade gifts—painted coasters, drawings, cards illustrated with highlights from our time sightseeing in Kolkata, and bouquets of flowers picked from the school garden, cultivated under the care of Ms. Moumita Mondal.
Of course, we couldn’t leave without being invited to join a dance. Maybe by this point my dancing skills are improving? We also posed for a delirious number of photos, including with parents who had come to meet us and see their children’s performances.
At the end of the program, we returned to Sharmila’s office and its ever-welcome fan, where she finished up the day’s attendance records (still done by hand). We said our emotional goodbyes to our BJV teacher colleagues and accepted one final cup of tea from Arati Di—now retired, but a dedicated volunteer who continues to look after everyone at BJV each day.
Despite the city's intensity (or maybe because of it!?), I will certainly be leaving a little piece of my heart behind in Kolkata. The people here are magical, just as Sharmila told us that first day she picked us up from the airport. I hope I'll someday have a chance to return to the City of Joy. In the meantime, I'm excited to have new colleagues and students to collaborate with across the globe.
Tomorrow will be a travel day and a break from reporting. More to come on Friday from Delhi. Nomoshkar.
Completing attendance and cooling off.
The girls know I love horses ♥️
A student illustrated these cards for us to capture the places we visited in Kolkata!
Arati Di heading into BJV at the end of our final day.
In Bangla, "Di" or "Didi" means elder sister, while "Da" or "Dada" means elder brother. This is a term of respect that you can use to address almost anybody.