Saphara teams give young people the opportunity to engage in issues of justice and global citizenship through working with educationally disadvantaged children in India. Saphara is a non-profit, non-denominational Christian organisation which welcomes young people from all backgrounds, races and religions.

This was a once in a lifetime trip – I learnt things that no school class could ever teach. John

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Day 8

Woodstock SchoolWe had a “leisurely” start to the day, Christine let us lie in until 8.30! All packed up and rooms vacant and ready for another day in the beautiful Himalayas. We had one little surprise for Linda who had the unique opportunity of celebrating her birthday in Mussoorie. After a hearty rendition of “happy birthday” some of the group got ready to visit Woodstock school. A few of us had heard of this famous school before we came and the previous evening we had had the privilege of meeting and listening to Cathy Hoffman reflect on her impressions of India over the years she has taught at Woodstock, and of the ethos of the school. We were therefore delighted to take up her offer to come see around. She was particularly keen to impress on us the ongoing need for the school to find good staff and currently a drama teacher would be a huge help, so Julie felt under no pressure whatsoever!

The school is very impressive. It is a mixture of modern fir for purpose facilities within a beautiful environment spread over about 250 acres of land, and with many features relating back to the many years the school has been in existence. Cathy was very impressed with the old stone floor tiles in the library, while some of us noticed the ornate notice board in a corridor. donated by the class of ’47. The whole feel was of a comfortable relaxed atmosphere with students milling about as in any secondary school, but no uniforms. The array of sitars in one of the music rooms made a striking contrast to the drum kit being played with a heavy rock beat in another room and again a trumpet player “buzzing” prior to starting his practice.

After regrouping at the Hanifl centre, we took a whistle stop tour of the bazaar in Mussoorie. As you’d all expect, none of us struggled to spend money and I think it’s safe to say you can all look forward to some Indian goodies.

Our final destination before leaving Mussoorie was the MGVS office where we had been invited to lead the members in an informal devotional. We shared some reflections, some scripture, Maura gave an Irish blessing and we sang “amazing grace”. All this, at the top of the Tehri hills, looking out on the Doon valley, it was truly amazing. Both Christine and Linda paid tribute to the work that we had witnessed and were delighted to give them a cheque. We were all overwhelmed by the warmth and hospitality of the staff there and we all left feeling very privileged to have spent time with them. They have such commitment and their vision is both empowering and sustainable.

Now on the train, reflecting on those beautiful mountains. What lucky girls we are! En route to Delhi, another interesting train ride, only 4 more hours to go.

Day 3

Train station

After our busy day at the Taj Mahal, we decided we needed a more leisurely start today. An hour’s shopping allowed us to buy Indian clothes appropriate for our visits to women living in poor urban and rural situations. Aside from the pleasure of wearing colourful and comfortable clothes, we recognise the opportunity and value of showing respect for the culture of others in such a simple and yet tangible way.

A six-hour train journey to Dehradun began with much negotiation with porters over carrying our luggage. Then we could relax and chat building up relationships within the team that we knew would be vital in supporting us in the challenges ahead. As we discovered yesterday, travelling by train in India affords wonderful opportunities to observe life in all its variety. By 10pm we arrived at Dehradun, the ‘small’ city of one million people, capital of the hill state of Uttarakhand, ready for the next part of our Indian adventure.

Day 2

The Group

Saturday – Very early start after all the noises of India through the night!

We nearly stretched Christine’s patience to the limit getting us all out to the station and onto the right train and carriages, but get there we did and the head count complete!

Delhi to Agra took about 3 hours and having been shocked by the plethora of fascinating and somewhat startling sights viewed from the train, (naked children playing in the dust, men squatting in full view of the railway line, and a variety of buildings from shacks created out of polythene and corrugated iron, to dilapidated old brick structures), we were then ushered into the contrasting grandeur and coolness of the trident Hotel on our arrival.

We felt it was important to sample all that Agra had to offer, so coffee on the terrace was a delightful and welcome break before we ran the gauntlet of hawkers and beggars who lined the road up to the Taj.

So what can we say – the Taj did not disappoint and was every bit as we imagined and more. The fine detail of the marble carvings and the mosaic insets in so many beautiful and varied designs and colours took our breath away. The Red Fort if anything was historically even more interesting, especially the stories of the Moghul Emperor with the three wives – one Hindu, one Muslim and one Christian from Portugal! Ecumenism was alive and well even back then.

We survived the madly chaotic traffic with the hordes of motor bikes (some with kids and granny aboard) the three-wheeled autos bulging with passengers (were more like dodgems that real vehicles) the camels, monkeys, mangy dogs, rats, elephants and many cows and made it back to the hotel – pretty whacked but having thoroughly enjoyed an amazing day. Thanks Christine – your organisational skills and patience are amazing!