Ahhh, the memories this place brings back. I have heard lots of folks having nothing nice to say about their high school years. I, on the other hand, spent two and a half years here, from half of grade 10 in 1979 to graduation in June of 1982, and those are some of the best memories of my childhood. I had a blast in boarding school! I made a lot of lifelong friends who I consider family. Woodstock is an American based International Boarding School for boys and girls from K - 12 and is one of the best schools in India. About 95% of graduates go on to college or universities somewhere in the world. When I attended, about 2/3 of the students were from Europe and North America with 1/3 from India and Asia. These days, the mix seems to be about 1/4 from Europe and North America with 3/4 from India and Asia. It was and still is a fantastic place to attend school, mixing all different cultures and races and religions. If anyone wants to read more about it, here is the website. They do have a program called SAGE where students from USA go to Woodstock for either 1 semester or a full year. I highly recommend it for anyone wanting to expand their kids views of the world and receive an excellent education at the same time. www.woodstock.ac.in/index.htm
The place we were staying is located at the very top of the mountain, approx 1,000 vertical feet up from these dorms. Needless to say, exercise is not an option, and there were very few "large" kids at school.
View of the dorms. Highschool girls on the far right, middle school girls in the round building, middle school boys just to the left of the round building, and high school boys at the very front of this picture. The actual school buildings are about 500 vertical feet up to the left of this picture.
The high school boys dorm, empty right now for renovations.
The blonde in the middle is Judy Crider, my dorm mom from 1980 - 82. Monica to the left, works in the school office.
Dana and Judy Crider, no longer dorm parents, We had an excellent visit. They were my "parents" at school for 2 and a half years. It was great to see them again.
The Crider's view from their front door.
Little Oscar, belonged to the family we stayed with. He was 4 months old.
Very cute and soft.
Bed time.
The house we stayed at. Our guest quarters were upstairs on the right.
Looking down at the yard.
The patio at the bottom of the stairs. Very quiet and peaceful with a great view.
Inside our place.
Just chillin'.
James and my beds.
James was very cold one evening. Turns out he had a mild fever! He was fine a few hours later.
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