"Wading neck deep in a swamp, your revolver is neither use nor ornament until you have had time to clean it" Mary H. Kingsley (1897)

High School

Tsomoriri has its own monastery and, like many of the Tibetan Buddhist monasteries, schoolboy monks attend daily classes.

Almost of the boys live in the monastery but the very youngest often return to their families at night.

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What I found more remarkable was that the “classroom” consisted of a terrace with a sheer, unprotected ten-foot drop to the rocks below.
If this had been London, the boys would have hurling themselves like lemmings to compound fractures or certain head injury.
Instead, the class sat chanting their lessons while their monk-teacher listened.
Then playfully giggled, as soon as they suspected he might be out of ear-shot.

They were remarkably happy and well-behaved and, as their teacher reassured me, there was no need to worry:
when it snowed the class was held indoors.


4 responses

  1. Love the little guy who is able to sleep amidst the excitement of his classmates. Are there similar schools for girls?

    May 30, 2012 at 5:09 pm

    • The boy sleeping is, I think, the youngest of them. He was collected by his father before nightfall.

      We visited many monasteries with their boy-monks being schooled, but saw no sign of similar institutes for women.

      The government and private schools, however, encourage full education for girls and every town seems to have a “women’s empowerment office”.

      May 30, 2012 at 5:21 pm

  2. Toffeeapple

    Such a Spartan existence for those little chaps.

    May 30, 2012 at 7:13 pm

    • Spartan? Yes, perhaps..

      But to me they looked far more content than their British counterparts, totally fixated on their 3G or 4G Mobiles..

      May 30, 2012 at 8:23 pm

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