Elizabeth Schubert

Libby Schubert's passion is learning. In high school she asked tons of questions, sometimes that even the teacher couldn't answer. She is involved in rugby and had the opportunity to coach at inner-city schools in Milwaukee. Libby has always loved traveling, but has always wanted more than the surface-level tourist view, which inspired her to take a bridge year. Her goals for the year are to be immersed in the culture and to really become part of the community. She also hopes to become fluent in Hindi and/or Marathi.

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Stories to Tell

On the third day in my host family, I woke with a pit in my stomach and tears in my eyes.  I tried to suppress it for a while, but then ran to my host mom.  I was barely able to get out “Can I…

01 June, 2016

Normal

Sitting in the rickshaw, I put my elbow on the back of the seat – WOAH, pull back.  My elbow’s wet.  I turn to look and see a bottle of – something – wrapped in burlap.  I don’t feel disgusted or startled or scared.  I…

12 February, 2016

The Jewel of India

In 1631, after giving birth to her 14th child, Mughul Empress Mumtaz Mahal called her husband to her death bed.  Her last words were pleads to the Emperor Shah Jahan.  First, he must never remarry.  Second, he must raise their children like a father, not as a king.  And third,…

05 January, 2016

Other

I recently received an email from the high school I graduated from requesting me to fill out a post-graduation survey.  It contained this question: What is your current work/school status?     o   Full time employment     o   Part time employment only     o   Part time enrollment at a…

06 December, 2015

Grandma’s Apple Pie

I made Thanksgiving dinner for my host family last night.  The odds were against me, but it actually turned out pretty well.  In addition to green beans, stuffing, mashed potatoes, and gravy (all vegetarian), I also made pie.  2 pies, in fact: chocolate pie with…

28 November, 2015

“How are You?”

            Whenever I ask the kids at school “how are you?” they always answer back with “I am good” or “I am fine”.  So, I’ve started rejecting that answer.  Occasionally I force someone who is “good” to use a better word, perhaps “excellent” or “excited” or…

13 November, 2015

Whiplash

Driving in India looks like a scene from Fast and Furious, except picture rickshaws everywhere and more cows.  There is no such thing as a lane in India; most streets don’t even have lines.  One direction of traffic uses 2/3 of the road on their…

13 October, 2015

Trunk-tied

Today in school (if you don’t know, my apprenticeship is assisting a Teach for India fellow, teaching English and/or History), the teacher read a poem to the class, called “Eletelephony”.    Eletelephony By Laura E. Richards   Once there was an elephant, Who tried to…

25 September, 2015

Something About Geography

Wow.  I’m finally here.  Sitting on a plane 30,000 feet (or something like that) above my hometown, listening to the oddly appropriate song Something about Geography, and beginning a journey I’ve been dreaming about for my whole life (more or less).   Maybe we should…

25 August, 2015

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