नमस्ते मेरे दोस्त! आप कैसे हैं? मैं तीक हूँ।
I've been telling you about the monkeys that sometimes live on my roof for the last few months. Here is the best story yet. This morning I woke up early. I have lots to do in the next two weeks because they are the last weeks of classes for the semester and I wanted to get an early start. First, I did all of my laundry - by hand mind you. And hung it outside on the clothesline to dry in the sun. Then I walked across campus to use the ATM so that this afternoon my suitemate Whitney and I can go to Laad Bazaar to do some bangles shopping as a relaxation break from all of our school work. As I was walking back to the SIP house I ran into a gang of between 15 and 20 monkeys. They were climbing on the roof of the house, swinging from trees around the house, and walking along the path to the front door. As I cautiously worked my way toward the door they all stopped what they were doing and stared at me. As I got closer, they started to hiss at me! I ran inside. On my way upstairs to my room, I remembered that my clothes were outside drying. Kevin was in the common room so I told him about the monkeys and jokingly said that I hoped they wouldn't steal my clothes. He opened the door to the roof to check on my clothes and as he did, one of the baby monkeys swung down from a tree and grabbed my Colgate Raider Nation t-shirt from the clothesline! Kevin screamed at the monkey and it dropped my t-shirt onto the roof. Only one of my shirts was left on the line, everything else was gone - distributed around the rooftop and hanging off of the balconies. Kevin took a bucket of water and started throwing water at the monkeys. We recruited Sam to wave a stick at them. Under Kevin & Sam's cover, I collected my clothes. I don't think anything is missing, but I can't be quite sure because ALL of my clothes were out there. While nothing appears to be missing, the clothes that I reclaimed from the monkeys do have little monkey handprints all over them. I'm very glad that I came back when I did. Those silly monkeys, everyone loves monkeys and thinks they are adorable, but when you live in India you realize how mischevious, and dangerous (the attack at the orphanage), they can be! Hope this story made you smile!
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Dear Sarah,
I LOVE this monkey story!
And, as with all of you posts....I cannot wait to hear even more!
It is almost Halloween here and it is almost Diwali (Nov. 3rd) there! Are you surprised that I know about this special day in India?
Thinking (and talking!!) about you every day.
Love, Mary Ann
PS-We went to Maine for a wonderful long weekend. Grace is really talking and now says "GHEE?!?" whenever she wants more information about something. I kept saying to her, "Grace, are you asking for Indian clarifed butter"? Bob & Walter really didn't believe that I knew what ghee meant. But, of course Walter looked it up on the internet!! I kept saying, "Wait until I tell Sarah that I knew what GHEE means".
Just thought you'd enjoy this little story!!
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