I visited a school today.
A school located about two hours outside of Hyderabad. A village school.
This school has 350 students, 10 staff, 10 classrooms, three dogs, and one watchman who rings bells and dispenses smiles.
But numbers can’t tell the story of this school.
This is a school where students walk as many as 7 kilometers each way in all kinds of weather just so they can learn.
This is a school where most children are so malnourished that they need supplemental protein with the lunches they bring from home.
This is a school where parents are forced to leave very young children on their own while they work as day laborers.
But those things can’t tell the story of this school either.
Because this is a school where the manager kills 4-foot-long cobras in the schoolyard because that’s what needs to be done.
This is a school where teachers not only educate, but model respect, dignity, and grace.
This is a school where children ooze joy. And pride. And hope.