So last Friday, I had the opportunity to got an a trip with my dance teacher to a the northern New Hampshire town of Piermont to teach at a local school there. The trip was about three or two hours long and this was one of the first times that I've been without my parents for over a day which was exciting. After coming home from school on Thursday, I hurriedly packed my bags and my dance teacher picked me up to set forth our journey. When we got to Piermont, it was around seven o'clock at night but it was pitch black. We stayed a motel there which, fan fact, was also a drive in movie theater. Cool, right?
Anyways, the next day I woke up at around 6:30 in the morning to the lights of my dance teacher getting ready for the day. After willing myself out of bed, I was able to shower, dress, apply make up, etc. This is what I looked like if you were wondering:
choreographies to five groups of students and then at the end they all had to perform their pieces to the entire school.
After getting ready, my dance teacher and I quickly headed out to get to the school by 8, when school starts. When we reached Piermont Village School, it certainly wasn't what I was expecting but I could never have asked for more. The school itself looked more like a house than anything else and it had a very homely atmosphere. The school consisted of only 100 students ranging from pre-school to 8th grade and everyone was just so kind and respectful. The school day for us started off with an assembly in which my teacher and I had to perform to the entire school a couple of dances and teach them about Indian culture. After that, individual grades of students came to us every hour to participate in dance workshops. We had to teach five different
Teaching was amazing. I saw so many creative ideas and thoughts about our dance and culture that it honestly made me so happy. Seeing the kids so excited after learning a piece made my entire day. And just talking to each of the kids made me really aware of things I didn't know before. I made friends with a third grader and she told me about how she lived on a horse farm that had around twenty horse living there. There was this boy who kept on hugging me - he told me that his dad owned a local business and it would be great if I went. Everyone was so respectful and sincere, it just makes me smile when thinking about it.
At the end of the day, each grade performed their choreography and everybody had such fun doing it. Their faces lit up when their peers applauded them and I gave so many people high fives that day - all for the student's hard work and effort. At the very end, my dance teacher and I performed for the last time and then school was dismissed. Here's a couple of pictures of us performing:
Then it was over. At least five students came over to hug me and a very sweet girl from eighth grade gave us a flower that she made out of paper and glitter glue. And remember that third grader I was telling you about? The one with the twenty horses? Well she was so sad that after this day, I may never see her again that she wanted something to remember me by. Like the artist I am, I always carry around a sketchpad to doodle in so I decided to give her one of my drawings - she really loved it.
I left Piermont with the hugest smile on my face. Since we left during the day time, I was truly able to witness the beautiful scenery of northern New Hampshire - from its purple mountains to its rolling clouds in the sky as the sun started to set. On the way home, I had more than enough time to just progress what just happened. I taught 100 children about my heritage and culture! I made people really happy while doing it as well! You can say that this would be an adventure that I'd never forget.
Urvi Panda (The-Artist-Incognito)