I'm still waiting for that "why did I do this?" feeling. Every one i talked to warned me that I would experience an overwhelming culture shock. I don't think it was at all luck. I am surrounded by the most amazing children and supportive fellow volunteers. It's not luck--it's them. I'm volunteering with Sparsha in a girls shelter. The girls all speak English, which is again not a miracle, or luck. It is the work of Rupa Madam. She comes everyday for hours on end and teaches the girls to read write and speak English. One girl said that when she wakes up in the morning the first thing she sees is the face of Rupa Madam. She works tirelessly and takes such good care of the girls. They don't get sweets or stars for progress, they get hugs and kisses. Some of these children don't have parents but there is such an incredible feeling of family. I can't bring myself to feel sad or indulge in missing home because I can't get through five minutes without smiling.