It was 5 in the morning in what seemed like the middle of nowhere. We were in the Allampally Gurukulam at the crack of dawn, getting ready for yoga. It was our first morning at Allampally so we are extremely confused as to what we were supposed to be doing. I opened the door of the room I was staying in, and with the other boys, I walked down the hall to where the yoga class would be held. Most of the students were already there, lined up in rows. Once they saw us, a couple of the boys moved aside and gestured at us to join them. We did, and soon the class started. The instructor was giving out instructions, and we didn’t understand most of them. Without us even asking, they corrected us, helped us, and treated us like one of their own. Throughout the rest of the class, the students were cracking jokes, laughing, and having fun while exercising. We couldn’t help but join in on the fun, and what started as a yoga session at 5 in the morning, soon turned into a fun hangout while doing yoga. Even though to them it seemed normal, to us, it helped us feel welcome and included.
