With lots of respect we welcome Mr. Tashi Dendup, a profound teacher who has so joyously found great meaning in serving a remote school. Ever since he graduated from Samtse College of Education in 2010, he has been working as the only guru of Birutar Extended Classroom under Samtse Dzongkhag. He has kept the world astonished by his unfathomable writings on Facebook and his blog (dendupedia.blogspot). He keeps his readers abreast of the kinds of happiness that one can derive from finding meaning is the most meaningless subjects. Sometimes he would describe his night scared by a strange sound in his backyard and sometimes he would describe his day in a class with his Little Buddhas with a fledgling guru in a far-flung sanctum of learning (Thats what he calls his children). He always have something to share about his students which always comes with beautiful meaning in them. We are honoured to have him agreed to join the upcoming camp as one of The Writers. He will be using his competency at writing to inscribe the happenings at the camp (which will later be published in the Camp Magazine). Here are some of his writings. I (Tenzin Dojri) share them directly from his Facebook for I am now finding myself incapable of describing him as he deserves. So please read the following short write-ups and thank him for consenting to help us with his incredible writing skills. [A small child carrying a sweetly-coloured satchel on his tender back really makes my day. And when he has that sweet, sanguine smile see-sawing on his lips in seamless innocence to greet me, a realization dawns big time that Ive indeed chosen the right path all through. So I hold a robust conviction: Teaching is the greatest act of philanthropy. Contend it if you dare!] {A Moment with Little Buddhas (Some Devils too ) Once I was in Class PP where my lesson intent was to complete a page in their Work Book. It was about animals and their food. The pictures were already given there with the names of animals on the left and pictures of their food habits without names on the right. All they had to do was match the animals with their food habits and write the names of their food. I began, “Snake eats rat. R-A-T!” Pointing to the grass, I asked, “What does a cow eat?” “Grass.” “Very good! Yes, a cow eats grass. G-R-A—” “But sir,” a girl interrupts, “my cow eats Karma Feeds.” “Yes, Karma Feeds too!” I couldn’t help smiling, “but for now, we don’t have that in the picture, okay?” She looks at me with a blank expression for a while before she nods. All that time, I was wondering what she would say next. Her nod was a relief—Phew, I was safe then! And I continued, “An elephant eats?” “Leaf.” “Yes, an elephant eats leaves. L-E-A-V-E-S!” “Sir, an elephant eats Laaddu!” “What? Laaddu?!” “Yes, sir. Laaddu. I saw that in a movie.” Another kid this time and he looked more assertive than ever. Gawd! “Hah! Yes but our elephant in the Work Book is in a forest. Therefore, no Laaddu.” } ((Last night I heard a strange sound in the backyard. Soon dogs assuming sentry began to bark. I turned the lights off and plunged to my welcoming, snug bed. I was frozen in fear. My mane stood upright as though the latest hair-styling gel in the town had its nauseating effect on them and gooseflesh pricked on my skin everywhere. Looking warily for some possible means to calm myself, I began to work my rosary which I always carry along. Just then, the sound ceased, much to my relief. I was all smiles thereafter. On hingsight, I realized how even a brief tensed moment such as this could ridicule a mans equanimity. I then pondered on, with my half-parted lips and a tinge of fear tingling me, what helluva things gonna happen to me when I leave this world and go.))
Posted on: Fri, 24 Oct 2014 09:07:04 +0000
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