Nepalis are warm, welcoming, kind, relaxed, open. They are amazing. It is not easy to live here and things don’t work well. Clean water, trash pick-up, sewage system, electricity on demand, none are functional. But Nepalis flow with Nepal. Not only are they used to it, they smile.
Most women wear saris or kurtas with loose pants, long and flowing, bright and gorgeous. On their feet, flip-flops. When it rains, the streets turn to streams of slimy mud and the women flow through the streets and emerge clean, fabulous and unscathed, while I am covered in mud and splattered up to my knees.
Through the piles and piles of urban filth you can glimpse, amazingly, nature! I saw an eagle swooping low over the black trash-strewn river, as well as egrets and butterflies. Glimpses of mountains rise behind the slums. Hurtling through the backstreets I saw empty lots in the middle of the city where people are growing rice. In addition to cows, there are also plenty of goats and chickens. The festival of Dasain is coming up and goats will be bought and slaughtered. The birth center is situated right by the goat bazaar and yesterday goats were massing among the motorbikes!
Yesterday, to my surprise the childbirth education program sprung into action. Lesson plans were going to be revised and rewritten in Nepali, staff was going to get together and review, but Rashmi decided…. no time for niceties like planning, we go for it. And they did. They did great. …. tore through 3 lesson plans in 45 minutes…. but the group was engaged and happy. Rashmi said she thinks this is the first childbirth education ever in Nepal. Maybe she is right. It deserves a press release I think.
Here are some pics of the class.
Some pictures around town