Roadside jobs...grooming

One of the things that I enjoy about India is realizing just how little it takes to be an entrepreneur. Really, these people could teach anyone interested in owning their own business a bit about how little you actually need to start up your own shop. For some all it takes is a bit of sidewalk space, a tall chair, a mirror to wire onto fence and a straight edge razor. Voila, you're ready to set up your own barber shop. You'd be surprised at how many of these little "shops" I pass on my drive to school. And yet there always seems to be a man settling in for a shave and/or a cut. 

Roadside barber in Delhi

Or perhaps you don't want to be that tied down? You'd rather be able to take your job on the go? Perhaps you should take a page from this man's book and becoming a roaming ear cleaner. Everything you need will fit into a lunch box sized carrier, well, with some cotton stuffed behind your ears. There is a lighter, q-tips, cleaner and scissors (some people have looooong ear hair) inside. No chair provided, but the side of the road often has rocks when people can sit down. What other types of grooming jobs do you think could be developed for the roadside? 

Ear cleaner in Rishikesh, photo from Shannon V.

Jain statues

While we were out searching for the zero, we drove by another amazing sight which gains very little attention anywhere. Cut into the hill side on either side of the single lane road that winds up to Gwalior fort are a slew of giant Jain statues. Our guide mentioned that these sculptures are similar to those that got bombed and ruined in Afghanistan. Time for me to do some more research...

Jain statues are recognizably different from statues of Buddha despite often being carved in the same form as they are typically nude. A few of these seemed to be sporting stone loincloths. These sculptures are thought to have been carved between 1441 and 1474. These statues which are up to 57 feet high represent the 24 Tirthankaras in the Jain faith. That is the role models for spiritual guidance, sort of their version of saints.

I'm not really sure that my research gave me much more information, it is surprisingly difficult to find definitive information about these statues. The only thing I am sure of is that they were a surprise well worth getting out of the car for!

In search of the world's oldest zero

We piled out of four cars, sixteen of us in white shirts painted with large zeroes on the front. We were on pilgrimage to see the world's oldest zero. That is the earliest known written record of a zero. Our guide asked us to wait in the shade of the gate of Gwalior's Fort, as he went in search of the one person who had the key that could unlock this wonder for our eyes. After a long enough wait to attract the attention of two groups of Indian tourists as well as all of the children trying to sell postcards and water he reappeared. Then led us down the slope of the cobblestone path which one would normally say led up to the fort. Except it was clear we weren't headed to the fort as its walls begin to loom over us, seemingly standing taller after every twist. As we approached the third turn he asked a few men to give up their seat on a small flight of crumbling stairs so that we might go up to a small temple nestled against the side of the wall. It is rather unassuming with nothing to mark it as such a historical spot; I suspect very few people who go to Gwalior fort ever make it here (in fact our guide said he had never been inside the temple before). The magical keys came out and the man from the fort struggled to open the rusted gate enough that we could slip inside. There, on the wall to the left of the altar, among the inscription about the gift of a garden some wealthy Indian made to the temple, up towards the top left corner are the numbers 270, most importantly the oldest known record of a written zero. Supposedly there is another zero in the inscription, a bit farther down next to something like a fish hook, but it is not as clearly identifiable, and being lower down can't claim to be the oldest. I have to admit, I made two trips into the temple (after all, only three people could fit in at a time), the first time I was so excited to see the zero I didn't think to try to take a picture with it, can't go passing up that opportunity! After all how often do you get a chance to do a bit of math tourism?

Access to Education

A few weeks ago I received this email, sent out to all of the faculty at our school:

Dear AES Community, You may recall hearing from me last fall, when we held our other “Big Event” for the part of ReachOut we call “Access to Education.” At that time, each year, we have the School Uniforms Drive; and each spring we have the School Supplies Drive…As always, we need your help! For those of you who don’t know, “a proper Uniform and basic  School Supplies” are the simple requirements necessary for admission into the Delhi state school system. We are now in our 23^rd year of helping our Vivekanand neighbors meet this need. The value of Education is now fully embraced by the colony, with 100% of their children attending school…(and Zero percent engaging in begging or street performing)! So, please try to come to the Main gym, at 9:00 this Sunday morning (sorry, the Gym is not available anytime Saturday!). We will be sorting and loading a record number of backpacks (483!). After a 45-60 minute break, we will distribute the backpacks to the students of Vivekanand, at around 12:30. We won’t need as much help for distribution, but I encourage all who can to at least stop by to view (and photograph?) the milling Colony children outside of Gate 5, or those who come inside—12 at a time—to receive their backpacks. This year, Colony families are paying part of the cost of Uniforms and School Supplies, and will pay more each year, until we are only helping a few families who truly cannot pay. This is exiting and important. The colony has a much improved economy, as Education has improved their lives and Incomes! Therefore, outside help is becoming less and less necessary. This event is a culmination of the efforts of many over the years. We continue to benefit from the ongoing substantial financial support of our generous PSA, and others. Gagan (Middle School Tech and teacher), Ram (a resident of Vivekanand, and now working in our main Tech dept.), Cheryl and I look forward to seeing  you this Sunday morning and/or afternoon. Come celebrate with us. Thanks from the “Access2Ed” Team,Jeff

One of the assumptions I had made coming to India is that I would be involved in more community service, how could you not be? Sadly that turned out to not be the case for me. True there are plenty of opportunities to support our students in their activities, but thanks to other obligations on my part I wasn't able to make a long term commitment in this arena. This, then, seemed like a way I could do something small to help support one of the long term successful programs our school engages in. I showed up at 9 and it took us just over an hour to unwrap and pack over 400 backpacks for the students that live in the colony across the street from the school. Thanks to the weather heating up we decided to distribute the bags early, and Ram took care of letting the families know that we would start early.

By the time we returned from a short break they were lined up outside the gate (lined up! one of the volunteers who has been involved with this for years said it was shockingly quiet and calm with very little pushing this year, perhaps they've realized we'll make sure every student gets his bag of supplies and there is no need to push and shove to be first.) Children were let in ten at a time. One group headed directly to they gym where their cards were checked to make sure they had met the attendance requirement we have in place (we'll provide supplies as long as they are actually attending school at least 75% of the time), another group sat on benches in the hallway, a third group sat on the sidewalk outside, the last group hung on the gate in the entryway waiting their turn to enter while a line stretched around the corner outside the gates. It was so great to see them excited to pick up their materials. The littlest accompanied by siblings, their eyes bright at the thought they would be going to school this year. Those in elementary and middle school excited to show us their papers saying they were ready to  move on to another class. The high schoolers I passed bags out to were to cool to seem eager, but when I spoke with them, particularly those who were starting their last two years, you could see the pride in their eyes. Pride in the fact that they were going to make it through school as their parent's hadn't.

I walked away humbled by how much the chance for an education means to these children. Pleased that there are people at my school who care enough to make sure that all of the children around us has that opportunity.