The Huddle 2022 is the Alumni Meet in a new format. It has got exciting programs and inventive menu.
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Just a “Thank You” Note – from Helen Josh
I have, now for over 5 years, been a self-proclaimed “Honorary SV-ian”. So, I deem myself qualified to write about SV and SV-ians, thus here we are. I nagged my way into getting my article in here, for which I will forever be grateful. This[…]
He is His Father’s Son
Jeremy celebrated his birthday on April 25th. Weeks in advance, Jocelyn was already enquiring about Helen’s address. She and Anila were planning on a gift for Jeremy. ———————————————— Four years ago Jeremy was born. 2018. Since Josh and Helen were living in Gurgaon at that[…]
Jack is Getting Married Tomorrow
Jack is getting married to Abi on April 20th. The wedding is in Coimbatore. Over the past year one of the people in our community who’s embodied all the tenets of stoicism (at least in public) is dear Jack. Jack once mentioned that he and[…]
What is a Poem you love?
Hephzi Mars asks the alumni literature group to name their favorite poems. Hephzi is from the class of 2011, and is an active participant in the literature groups – a group for readers, writers and literary enthusiasts from the alumni community. Full message from Hephzi[…]
Happy Birthday Dear Helen
February 27th is Helen’s birthday. Although not an alum, Helen – like so many of our alumni’s spouses – has become a permanent part of the alumni family. While some of us have gotten to know Helen only in the past year or so, those[…]
Our Dinos – a Poem for our Seniors by Hephzibah Florance
Few little kids, barely six, Stepped into a little red fort, A strange place it was, and we were in a fix, With our parents no more in sight. A little fearful and with tearful eyes, We longed for our mothers arms, But when we[…]
The Four Yorkshire Men Sketch – And it’s Relevance to Boarders
As boarders, it’s sometimes easier to romanticize the sufferings/hardships from our childhood days – away from home under the watchful eyes of the warden/housemother, no bathrooms, terrible toilets that often bore evidence from days past, the eagerness with which one pounced on a kadalamittai or[…]
The Edison Daniels Lecture on Life – An Introduction
In many ways, the culture at our school was a unique one. It was not the one that our parents identified with nor was it connected to where our parents then worked. It was unique. And we as boarders were part of it for ten[…]
Reverie of a Homemaker – A Poem by Hephzibah Florance
With lock down going on and on Never seem to end till we part, it seems; I sit inside my house with kids all day long, Playing, cooking, cleaning, washing and now teaching too, A new role added to the already existing maid job. Now[…]