A Chicken Gets Plucked

For four weeks, I was a teacher assistant for undergraduate students in India, where they investigated Khirki Village, an urban village within New Delhi. On the first day exploring the village, several students and I came across a small alley where a man was plucking a chicken in his shop:  a folding table with a tented ceiling outside on the street. Young kids from the alleyway were gathered around to watch the action, and upon seeing us, the foreigners, their eyes grew at all the surrounding spectacles. I was struck by the children’s curiosity and timid openness to us. I …