Thursday night we went to the icecream parlour in town, frequented by India's middle classes. No ordinary ice cream parlour as they had karaoke... just add 2 Aussies and some colourful language over the mike.... and voila... empty icecream parlour! Friday saw us back in the classroom... my Hindu is not coming along so well and everytime I attempted to explain mother, father, brother and sister to my grade 3 pupils they starting repeating my terrible Hindu back at me assuming it was English! The orphanage was great fun. I was teaching my grade 7 Roman numerals, which went surprisingly well. A supermarket shop yesterday yielded bleach... so while the Kyprianidis household escapes the smell of bleach for a month, India is getting its first taste of a perma bleached toilet. Sari party last night has
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