I did notice that a lot more ceremony went into this course than would in a typical American course. The opening ceremony was full of speeches and pomp, complete with a lighting of the lantern (which I mentioned in a previous post). Dr. Muralidharan chose me as one of the final speakers to "sum up the course" for the Director of SACON. Here I am, babbling away.
At the end of the course, we had an exam. They ranked us on our performance. I got the impression that Indian schools operate on a competitive basis. It reminded me of high school, where we were always checking who was the valedictorian of the moment. I ended up with third place--the top three received prizes. I think mine is a lamp of some sort. The pictures below are of the classroom during the final exam, and me receiving my certificate from the SACON director.

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I'd like to point out that the guy in the bottom picture has an amazing mustache.
It's blinding in its masculine beauty.
When I travel, I like to make mental collections. Some of you may remember the fateful cowboy hat count of my San Antonio trip.
That being said, I am collecting fantastic mustaches.
He also has a ponytail and smokes a pipe.
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