Thursday, December 1, 2011

Sunday, November 6, 2011

Teachers Who "Nurture Young Dreams"

Today, I want to introduce you all to our fantastic teachers! 


Chandica Lal Ghising
Headmaster
Mathematics and Science Teacher

Chandica completed his bachelor’s degree from Tribhuban University, Nepal. He comes from Ramechap district.

Chandica has more than three years of teaching experience in two schools in Kathmandu.

He joined Peace School in June 2011. Mr. Ghising was appointed the headmaster of Peace School in August 2011.


Dil Maya Dankoti
Nepali Teacher

Dil Maya completed her bachelor’s degree in education from Tribhuban University, Nepal.   She has few years of teaching experience in English medium schools in Kathmandu. Dil Maya comes from Arupokhari VDC-4, Gorkha.

She joined Peace School in July 2011.








Bikash Lama
Science, Math and English Teacher

Bikash comes from Kathmandu. He is currently pursuing his bachelor’s degree from Tribhuban University.

He has few months of teaching experience.

Bikash joined Peace School in September 2011. 








Kum Tamang
Science Teacher

Kum comes from Kathmandu. He is currently pursuing his bachelor’s degree from Tribhuban University, Nepal.

Kum joined Peace School in August 2011. 




Meena Sodari
Teacher: O & A levels, One

Meena is the permanent resident of Arupokhari VDC-1. She completed her bachelor’s degree from Nepal.

She has been with us since the inception of our school back in 2009. 





Nirala Thapa
Teacher: O & A levels, One

Nirala completed high school and is a resident of Arupkhari VDC-2.

She is one of the teachers teaching at grade O and A levels.

Nirala has been with us since the very beginning of Peace School back in 2009.

Punya Kafle
Math and English Teacher

Punya comes from Dolakha district. He is in the final year of his bachelor’s degree program at Tribhuban University.

He has extensive experience of teaching in English medium schools in Kathmandu and Dolakha.

Punya is the newest member of Peace School. He joined in September 2011.





Rupa Thapa Magar
Sister

Rupa is a permanent resident of Arupokhari VDC-1.

She looks after grade O and A level children.

She joined Peace School in June 2011. 





The teachers were chosen from an open competition. Exam in progress!

Peace School teachers and a helper (front row: first from left)

Friday, November 4, 2011

Computer and EduKit Classes!!!

We recently started using this program called EduKit for all levels at our school. The kids don't want to go home now!

The school chairman is teaching O-level using EduKit software!





For the first time the children are learning computer skills!

This would have been impossible dream for these children!

Thank you Lex Limbu and Deepika Tuladhar for generous contribution! You help made this happen!

Excitement!!!

Typing tutor..awww...soo reminded of my school days in this fancy school in Kathmandu! I first saw computers when I was in fourth grade at Budhanilkantha School in Nepal.

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Typical Morning@ Our School!

the school surrounding 

school assembly in action!




off to classes!


teachers assist the students en route to their classes!

Connecting the Dots!


Connecting the Dots!

Let’s be honest. As a youth growing up in Nepal, it is sometimes very hard to get people – and by people I mean seniors in decision-making positions - to take you seriously. It is even more difficult to get them to listen to your ideas or acknowledge you as an important demographic, capable of more than burning tires and picketing politicians.
In the one week I spent in Washington DC, at the World Bank and IMF annual meetings, rushing madly between meetings, presentations, discussion forums and Indian restaurants, I learnt that this deep-rooted attitude is changing. And fast.
Maybe it is the Arab Spring. Maybe it is the realization that without embracing youth into the South Asian market economy, we will have made zero progress in terms of development even ten years down the line. Or maybe, it just makes sense – maybe we are finally realizing the inherent interconnectedness in our world. Realizing that one project from a little village in Nepal is directly linked to the socio-economic structure of our communities, countries and regions.
It was a pleasant surprise to us six South Asian delegates when we met senior officials from the World Bank Group and various other institutions, and they not only gave us an opportunity to share and express our opinions on youth and development issues, but they were keenly interested to work with us for the long haul. They were not only listening but also seeking ideas for collaboration and action! Every meeting we had, every discussion we were a part of, there echoed the same sense of urgency – to encompass youth in decision-making processes and working with them to accelerate development in South Asia.
I had always thought of the World Bank as unapproachable. Well, my experience was certainly different from my preconceived notions. My experience in DC was an affirmation of my faith in the power of collaboration and development. The people whom I met at the Bank were not only extremely knowledgeable and experienced, but they cared deeply and honestly about the development issues of the region. They were passionately interested in integrating and working with the youth in South Asia.And this gave me hope. Hope that, despite the politics, the conflict, the corruption, the seemingly-insurmountable challenges, we can still work together to create better lives for ourselves.
Making sense of everything
In the end, I think, it is all about connecting the dots. A school for slum children in New Delhi might be able to collaborate with a peace school in Nepal. An entrepreneur from Sri Lanka can learn from a business in Bhutan and that is exactly what we need to do. Embrace differences, celebrate similarities and above all, respect each other.
And maybe, just maybe, a South Asia free of poverty might not seem as distant a dream anymore.

Source: http://blogs.worldbank.org/endpovertyinsouthasia/connecting-dots
(I was one of the six youth delegates selected from South Asia at the World Bank/IMF annual meeting in DC!)

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Peace School in Action!

School Library
Peace at Peace School!
Kids in Action!
School Bell

Nurturing Young Dreams!
Our Library
School Assembly in Action!

Thursday, May 12, 2011

Sarswati Peace School Opens for Arupokhari Children!

After more than two years of dreams and hard work our school welcomed the first batch of 250 some students! At this point, we want to thank all our supporters, donors and friends from all over the world.
The Office Building

The Honorarium 
There remains a lot to be done but we did it! Our three big projects yet to be completed: a building for a computer lab, library and teachers apartments; bringing the water to the school from 165 meters from the school compound down the hill and paying 3,00,000 to the internet company.

We will post videos and photos soon.

Thank you,
Sarswati Peace School Team

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Our Headmistress: Caitalin Petruccio


We have finally selected the head of Sarswati Peace School. And here is a message from the headmistress:

Dear Sarswati community: I would like to say that I am incredibly
honored to announce that I will be accepting the position of
Headmistress! I look forward to working with everyone at the Sarswati
School and am anxious to get started.   With such an amazing group of
people I know we can accomplish great things. On a personal note, I am
finishing up my work in India and will be spending May/June completing
my coursework on social conflict in Israel/Palestine. Everyone in
India has wonderful things to say about Nepal and I am ecstatic to
arrive in July!

Namaste,
Caitlin

Her Intro: 

Caitlin grew up in New Hyde Park, New York.  She went to school in Boston where she graduated from Northeastern University with a bachelor’s degree in Political Science and Human Services.  While there she traveled throughout the Middle East studying Arabic language, culture and social conflict. She also spent time in India working with local NGOs
Caitlin has worked with children ages 3- 17 for over seven years in many different capacities.  She spent most of her summers as a camp counselor for young children and tutored inner-city students during the academic year.  She has taught subjects ranging from civic engagement to personal hygiene and sanitation.  She loves working with children, particularly in India and is incredibly excited to join the Sarswati Team in July!

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Our Teachers

Dear Friends, 
I am introducing you all the very first group of our teachers. Lets welcome them to Nepal! 

Jon Catalano

Jon was born in Buffalo, New York but has seen, worked and traveled to many parts of the States, Italy and South America.  He graduated with an Engineering Science degree before moving on to studying Mathematics and Teaching through the SUNY system in New York.
With education all around him, Jon grew up in the presence of many teachers, from elementary to university level, from both side of his family. He has worked and taught with a wide range of people. Running scout programs with younger children to teaching and tutoring in high school and college.  He has also has the experience of working at elevated heights, using his skills to instruct the newer climbers.
He is delighted to becoming a part of the Sarswati Foundation and hopes to be able to continue his personal goal of helping others in the world improving their lives.



Daniel Dittrick

Daniel grew up in a small town outside of Cleveland, Ohio in the US.  After receiving his BA from Dartmouth College in Classical Languages and Literature, he went on to pursue a masters degree in Conflict Resolution from the University of Bradford’s Department of Peace Studies.  Originally inspired and struck by the practical power of nonviolence from a high school class titled “Gandhi, King, and Conflict
Resolution”, Daniel is excited to harness these philosophies while working at the Sarswati Peace School.
A traveler at heart, Daniel completed a cross-country bicycle trip with a non-profit group raising money and building homes across the United States.  Witnessing the effects of generosity and selflessness, he also sensed the dire need for equal opportunity in education.  After a study trip in Sri Lanka, he further realized that “peace”, as a word, can have different interpretations in each culture around the world.  For him, it was awe-inspiring to meet such passionate people who struggled for the benefit of others and who would keep struggling in face of all adversity because they knew it was the right thing to do


Catalin Petruccio
Caitlin grew up in New Hyde Park, New York.  She went to school in Boston where she graduated from Northeastern University with a bachelor’s degree in Political Science and Human Services.  While there she traveled throughout the Middle East studying Arabic language, culture and social conflict. She also spent time in India working with local NGOs
Caitlin has worked with children ages 3- 17 for over seven years in many different capacities.  She spent most of her summers as a camp counselor for young children and tutored inner-city students during the academic year.  She has taught subjects ranging from civic engagement to personal hygiene and sanitation.  She loves working with children, particularly in India and is incredibly excited to join the Sarswati Team in July!
More updates to follow..

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Nepal's Biggest National Daily Publishes OUR story!

Dear Friends,
OUR story has been published in Kantipur Saptahik, Nepal's Biggest National Weekly paper. Apologies to our friends who cannot read in Nepali.


рдЕрдоेрд░िрдХाрджेрдЦि рдЖрд░ुрдкोрдЦрд░ीрд╕рдо्рдо

рдирд░ेрди्рдж्рд░ рд░ौрд▓े


рд╕ाрдд рд╡рд░्рд╖рдкрдЫि рдЖрдл्рдиो рдЬрди्рдордерд▓ो рдЧोрд░рдЦाрдХो рдЖрд░ुрдкोрдЦрд░ी рдкुрдЧ्рджा рдЙрдиी рдХрдо рдЦुрд╕ी рдеिрдПрдирди् । рдирд╣ुрди् рдкрдиि рдХिрди ? рдЙрдиी рдЖँрдЦाрднрд░ि рд╕рдкрдиा,  рдордирднрд░ि рд░рд╣рд░ рд░  рдЙрдоंрдЧрд╣рд░ू рдмोрдХेрд░ рдЕрдоेрд░िрдХाрдмाрдЯ рдлрд░्рдХिрдПрдХा рдеिрдП । рдЖрд░ुрдкोрдЦрд░ीрдоा рдЖрдлूрд▓े рдЫрд░ेрдХा рдЖрд╢ाрдХा рдмीрдЙ рдлрд▓ाрдЙрди рд░ рдлुрд▓ाрдЙрди рдЕрдоेрд░िрдХाрдХो  рдк्рд░рддिрд╖्рдаिрдд рдЕрдиुрд╕рди्рдзाрди рд╕ंрд╕्рдеाрдХो рдЬाрдЧिрд░рд▓ाрдИ рд╕рдоेрдд рдЙрдирд▓े рдмाрдИрдмाрдИ рдЧрд░े । рддрд▓рдм рдкрдиि рд▓ोрднрд▓ाрдЧ्рджो рдеिрдпो, рд╡ाрд╖िрд░्рдХ релреж рд╣рдЬाрд░ рдбрд▓рд░ । рддैрдкрдиि рдЙрдирд▓ाрдИ  рдЕрдоेрд░िрдХाрд▓े рдоोрд╣рдиी рд▓рдЧाрдЙрди рд╕рдХेрди ।

рдЙрдирд▓े рдЖрдл्рдиो рдкुрд░ाрдиो рд╡िрдЧрдд рд╕рдо्рдЭिрд░рд╣ेрдХा рдеिрдП । резрек рд╡рд░्рд╖рдЕрдШि рдЖрд░ुрдкोрдЦрд░ीрдХो рджрд░рдмाрд░ рдоाрд╡िрдоा рдЪाрд░ рдХрдХ्рд╖ाрдоा  рдЕрдз्рдпрдпрдирд░рдд рд╣ुँрджा рдкेрд╕ाрд▓े рдЗрди्рдЬिрдиिрдпрд░  рдЕंрдХрд▓ рдЪूрдбाрдордгि рдШिрдоिрд░ेрд▓े рдХाрдардоाрдбौँрдмाрдЯ рдЦрдмрд░ рдкрдаाрдП । рдмूрдвाрдиीрд▓рдХрдг्рда рд╕्рдХुрд▓рд▓े рджेрд╢рднрд░рдХा рдЙрдд्рдХृрд╖्рдЯ рд╡िрдж्рдпाрд░्рдеीрд▓ाрдИ рдиिःрд╢ुрд▓्рдХ рдкрдвाрдЙрдиे рд╡्рдпрд╡рд╕्рдеा рдЧрд░्рджैрдЫ ।  'рдкрд░ीрдХ्рд╖ाрдоा рд░ाрдо्рд░ो рдЧрд░्‍рдпौ рднрдиे рддिрдоीрд▓े рдкрдиि рдЕрд╡рд╕рд░ рдкाрдЙрдиेрдЫौं ।' рдоुрд▓ुрдХрднрд░рдХा рек рд╣рдЬाрд░ рд╡िрдж्рдпाрд░्рдеीрдХो рдкрд░ीрдХ्рд╖ा рд▓िрдпो рдмूрдвाрдиीрд▓рдХрдг्рда рд╕्рдХुрд▓рд▓े । рд╕ुрд╡ाрд╕  рдкрд░ीрдХ्рд╖ा рджिрди рджрдоौрд▓ी рдкुрдЧे । рдд्рдпрд╕рдХो рдХेрд╣ीрдкрдЫि рд░िрдЬрд▓्рдЯ рд╕ाрд░्рд╡рдЬрдиिрдХ рднрдпो । рдЪाрд░ рд╣рдЬाрд░ рд╡िрдж्рдпाрд░्рдеीрдордз्рдпे рейреи рдЬрдиा рдЫाрдиिрдП । рд░ेрдбिрдпो рдиेрдкाрд▓рд▓े рдмिрд╣ाрди рд░  рдмेрд▓ुрдХी рен рдмрдЬेрдХो рд╕рдоाрдЪाрд░рдкрдЫि рдЙрдд्рдХृрд╖्рдЯ рд╡िрдж्рдпाрд░्рдеीрдХो рдиाрдо рд░ рдаेрдЧाрдиा рдк्рд░рд╕ाрд░рдг рдЧрд░्‍рдпो рд░ рд╕ूрдЪрдиा рджिрдпो, 'рдЖрдл्рдиा рдЕрднिрднाрд╡рдХрдХा рд╕ाрдердоा рднрд░्рдиा рд╣ुрди  рдмूрдвाрдиीрд▓рдХрдг्рда рдЖрдЙँрдиु' рднрдиेрд░ । рдмुрдмा рд░рд╡िрд▓ाрд▓рд╕ँрдЧ рдкрд╣िрд▓ो рдкрдЯрдХ рдЙрдиी рдХाрдардоाрдбौँ рд╣िंрдбे । рдЖрд░ुрдкोрдЦрд░ी рджेрдЦी рдзाрджिрдЩрдмेрд╕ीрд╕рдо्рдо рдиौ рдШрдг्рдЯा рдкैрджрд▓ рд╣िंрдбेрдкрдЫि  рдмрд▓्рд▓ рдЧाрдбी рдЪрдв्рди рдкाрдЗрдпो рдЕрдиि рдЙрдирд▓े рджेрдЦे рд╢рд╣рд░рдХा рдаूрд▓рдаूрд▓ा рднрд╡рди, рдмिрдЬुрд▓ी, рдЧाрдбी, рдоोрдЯрд░ рд░ рдЕрд░ू рдеुрдк्рд░ै рдЪीрдЬ ।

рдЧाрдЙँрдХो рд╕ाрдоाрди्рдп рд╕्рдХुрд▓рдмाрдЯ рдПрдХ्рдХाрд╕ि рд░ाрдЬрдзाрдиीрдХो рдмूрдвाрдиिрд▓рдХрдг्рда рд╕्рдХुрд▓ рдкुрдЧ्рджा рдЕрдиौрдаो рд░ рдЧाрд╣्рд░ो рджुрд╡ै рдорд╣рд╕ुрд╕ рднрдпोे । рдмिрд╕्рддाрд░ै рдмाрдиी рдкрд░्рджै рдЧрдпो ।  рдкрдвाрдЗрдоा рд░ाрдо्рд░ो рдЧрд░्рджै рдЧрдП । рел рдХрдХ्рд╖ा рдкрдв्рджा рдиेрдкाрд▓ीрдоा репрен рд░ рдХрд▓ाрдоा репрек рдирдо्рдмрд░ рд▓्рдпाрдП । 'рд░ाрдЬा рд╡ीрд░ेрди्рдж्рд░рд▓े рд╕рдо्рдоाрди рджिрдПрдХा рдеिрдП,' рдЙрдирд▓े рд╕рдо्рдЭँрджै рднрдиे,  'рдПрд╕рдПрд▓рд╕ीрдХो рдмोрд░्рдбрдоा рдЬрдо्рдоा рем рдирдо्рдмрд░рд▓े рдкрд░िрдПрди ।' рдХрдХ्рд╖ा рек рджेрдЦी резреи рд╕рдо्рдо рдмूрдвाрдиीрд▓рдХрдг्рдардоै рдкрдвेрдХा рд╕ुрд╡ाрд╕ рд╕्рдиाрддрдХ рддрд╣рдХो рдЕрдз्рдпрдпрди рдЧрд░्рди рдЕрдоेрд░िрдХा  рд╣ाрди्рдиिрдП । рдд्рдпрд╣ाँ рдд рд╕рдмैрд▓ाрдИ рдЪрдХिрдд рдиै рдкाрд░ेрд░ рджेрдЦाрдЗрджिрдП । рдоिрдиिрд╕ोрдЯाрдХो рд╕ेрди्рдЯ рдУрд▓рдл рд╡िрд╢्рд╡рд╡िрдж्рдпाрд▓рдпрдоा рдЕрдз्рдпрдпрдирд░рдд рд╡िрд╢्рд╡рднрд░рдХा рен рд╕рдп резреп рдЬрдиा  рд╡िрдж्рдпाрд░्рдеीрд▓ाрдИ рдЙрдЫिрди्рджै рд╕рд░्рд╡ोрдд्рдХृрдЯ рднрдП । рд╡िрд╢्рд╡рд╡िрдж्рдпाрд▓рдпрдХा рдк्рд░ेрд╕िрдбेрди्рдЯ рдбेрднिрдб рдПрди्рдбрд░рд╕рдирд▓े рдЙрдирд▓ाрдИ 'рдбिрд╕्рдЯिрдЩ्рдЧुрдЗрд╕्рдб рд╕िрдиिрдпрд░ рд▓िрдбрд░рд╕िрдк рдПрд╡ाрд░्рдб' рд▓े  рд╕рдо्рдоाрдиिрдд рдЧрд░े । рдЕрди्рддрд░्рд░ाрд╖्рдЯ्рд░िрдп рд╕рдо्рдмрди्рдз рдПрд╡ं рд░ाрдЬрдиीрддिрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░рдоा рд╕्рдиाрддрдХ рдЙрдд्рддीрд░्рдг рд╕ुрд╡ाрд╕рд▓े рдд्рдпрд╣ी рдпोрдЬрдиा рдмрдиाрдПрдХा рдеिрдП, рдлрд▓рд╕्рд╡рд░ूрдк рдЙрдирд▓े рдЖрдлू  рдЬрди्рдоिрдПрдХो рдЧाрдЙँ рдЖрд░ुрдкोрдЦрд░ीрдоा рдПрдЙрдЯा рд╕्рдХुрд▓ рдЦोрд▓्рдирдХा рд▓ाрдЧि рдЖрдл्рдиै рдЕрдз्рдпрдХ्рд╖рддाрдоा 'рд╕рд░рд╕्рд╡рддी рдлाрдЙрди्рдбेрд╕рди' рд╕ंрд╕्рдеा рдЦोрд▓े । рдд्рдпрддै рдмрд╕्рджा рдХाрдо рдкрдиि рд╕ुрд░ु  рдЧрд░े । рдЕрди्рдп рдХेрд╣ी рд╕ाрдеीрд▓े рдЙрдирдХो рдХाрдордоा рд╕ाрде рджिрдП । 'рдХ्рд▓िрди्рдЯрди рдЧ्рд▓ोрдмрд▓ рдЗрдиिрд╕िрдпрдЯिрдн рдпुрдиिрднрд░्рд╕िрдЯी' рд▓े рд╕ुрд╡ाрд╕рд▓ाрдИ 'рдбेрднिрд╕ рдкिрд╕ рдЧ्рд░ाрди्рдЯ- реирежрезреж'  рдмाрдЯ рд╕рдо्рдоाрди рдЧрд░ेрдкрдЫि рдд рдердк рдКрд░्рдЬा рдоिрд▓्рдпो । рд╕рд╣рдпोрдЧрд╕्рд╡рд░ुрдк рем рд╣рдЬाрд░ рдЕрдоेрд░िрдХी рдбрд▓рд░ рджिрдПрдкрдЫि рдд рдкैрд╕ाрднрди्рджा рдХाрдо рдиै рдаूрд▓ो рд░рд╣ेрдЫ рднрди्рдиे рд▓ाрдЧ्рди  рдеाрд▓्рдпो рд░ рдЕрди्рддрддः рдЙрдиी рд╕्рд╡рджेрд╢ рдлрд░्рдХिрдП ।

рдХेрд╣ी рд╕ाрддाрдЕрдШि рдЧोрд░рдЦाрдоा рдкाрдЗрд▓ा рдЯेрдХ्рджा рдЙрдд्рддрд░рддिрд░рдХो рдЪुрд░ुрдЩ рд░ рджрдХ्рд╖िрдгрдоा рддाрди्рдж्рд░ाрдЩ рдХुрд╣िрд░ोрд▓े рдврдкрдХ्рдХ рдЫोрдкिрдПрдХा рдеिрдП । рдпिрдиै рджुрдИ рд╣ोрдЪा рдкрд╣ाрдбрдХो рдмीрдЪрдоा рдЫ, рдЖрд░ुрдкोрдЦрд░ी, рдЬрд╣ाँ рдЕрдоेрд░िрдХाрдоा рднोрдЧिрд░рд╣ेрдХो рд╢ाрдирдХो рдЬीрд╡рди рдд्рдпाрдЧेрд░ рд╕्рд╡рджेрд╢ рдлрд░्рдХिрдПрдХा рд╕ुрд╡ाрд╕ рдШिрдоिрд░ेрд▓े рдоुрд▓ुрдХрдХै рдирдоुрдиा рд╕्рдХुрд▓ рд╕्рдеाрдкрдиा  рдЧрд░ेрдХा рдЫрди् । рд╕ुрд╡ाрд╕рд▓े рдпोрдЬрдиा рдмुрдиेрдХो рдЖрд░ुрдкोрдЦрд░ीрдХो рд╕рд░рд╕्рд╡рддी рд╢ाрди्рддि рд╕्рдХुрд▓ рдоुрд▓ुрдХрдХै рд▓ाрдЧि рдирдоुрдиा рд╕्рдХुрд▓ рд╣ुрдирд╕рдХ्рдЫ । рдд्рдпрд╣ी рднрдПрд░ рд╣ोрд▓ा,  рдЧोрд░рдЦाрдмрдЬाрд░рдмाрдЯ рдЧाрдЙँрддिрд░ рдЧुрдбेрдХा рдмрд╕рд╣рд░ूрднिрдд्рд░ рдк्рд░ाрдпःрдЬрд╕ो рдпाрдд्рд░ुрд╣рд░ूрд▓े рдЙрдХ्рдд рд╕्рдХुрд▓рдХा рдмाрд░ेрдоा рдХुрд░ा рдЧрд░िрд░рд╣ेрдХा рднेрдЯिрди्рдЫрди् । рдЧाрдЙँрдШрд░рддिрд░ рдкाрдиी, рдкूрдзेрд░ा рд░  рдЪौрддाрд░ीрдоा рдЬрдо्рдоा рднрдПрдХा рдЧाрдЙँрд▓ेрд╣рд░ू рдкрдиि рд╕рд░рд╕्рд╡рддी рд╕्рдХुрд▓рдХै рдмाрд░ेрдоा рдЧрдлिрдЗрд░рд╣ेрдХा рд╣ुрди्рдЫрди्  । 

Courtesy: Naren Raule, Kantipur National Daily
рдЖрд░ुрдкोрдЦрд░ी рд╡рд░рдкрд░рдХा рд╕्рдХुрд▓рдХा рдк्рд░ाрдердоिрдХ рддрд╣рдХा рдХрдХ्рд╖ाрд╣рд░ू рдк्рд░ाрдпः рд░िрдд्рддा рднैрд╕рдХेрдХा рдЫрди् । рдЕрдЭ рдкोрдЦрд░ा, рдмुрдЯрд╡рд▓, рдЪिрддрд╡рди, рдХाрдардоाрдбौँ рдЖрджिрдХा рдмोрд░्рдбिрдЩ  рд╕्рдХुрд▓рдоा рдкрдвाрдЗрд░рд╣ेрдХा рдЕрднिрднाрд╡рдХрд▓े рдЖрдл्рдиा рд╕рди्рддाрди рдлिрд░्рддा рд▓्рдпाрдЗрд╕рдХे । рдХाрд░рдг рд╣ो, рд╕рд░рд╕्рд╡рддि рд╢ाрди्рддि рд╕्рдХुрд▓рдоा рдЖрдл्рдиा рд╕рди्рддाрдирд▓ाрдИ рдкрдвाрдЙрдиे рдЪाрд╣рдиा ।  рдоाрдиिрд╕рд╣рд░ू рдХिрди рдпрддि рдзेрд░ै рд▓ाрд▓ाрдпिрдд рднрдП ? рдХिрди рднрдиे рдпрд╣ाँ рдкрдвाрдЙрдиे рд╢िрдХ्рд╖рдХрд╣рд░ू рдЕрдоेрд░िрдХाрдмाрдЯ рдЖрдЙँрджैрдЫрди् рд░ рдЕрдз्рдпाрдкрдирдХो рд╢ैрд▓ी рдкрдиि рдЕрди्рддрднрди्рджा  рдлрд░рдХ рд╣ुрдиेрдЫ । 'рдкрдвाрдЗрдоा рдЕрднिрд░ुрдЪि рдЬрдЧाрдЙрди рдЪिрдд्рд░рдХрд▓ा, рдиाрдЯрдХ, рдЕрднिрдирдп, рдХрдеा рд╡ाрдЪрди рдЖрджि рд╢ैрд▓ी рдЕрдкрдиाрдЙрдиेрдЫौँ,' рд╕ुрд╡ाрд╕ рднрди्рдЫрди् । рдЧрд░िрдм, рдЬेрд╣ेрди्рджाрд░  рддрдеा рд╕рд╢рд╕्рдд्рд░ рдж्рд╡рди्рдж्рд╡рдоा рдЖрдоा рдмुрдмा рдЧुрдоाрдПрдХा рдмाрд▓рдмाрд▓िрдХाрд╣рд░ूрд▓े рдпрд╣ाँ рдиिःрд╢ुрд▓्рдХ рдкрдв्рди рдкाрдЙрдиेрдЫрди् । рдд्рдпрд╕рдмाрд╣ेрдХ рдЕрд░ूрд▓े рднрдиे рд╢ुрд▓्рдХ рддिрд░्рдиुрдкрд░्рдиेрдЫ । рдпुрдж्рдзрдХो  рдордиोрд╡ैрдЬ्рдЮाрдиिрдХ рдЕрд╕рд░ рдкрд░ेрдХा, рдЯुрд╣ुрд░ा рдмाрд▓рдмाрд▓िрдХाрд▓ाрдИ рдкрдвाрдЙрдиे рд▓рдХ्рд╖्рдп рд▓िрдПрдХो рдмрддाрдЙँрдЫрди् рд╕ुрд╡ाрд╕ । рдШिрдоिрд░े рднрди्рдЫрди्, 'рдкाрд▓рдирдкोрд╖рдг рдЧрд░्рдиे, рд╣ुрд░्рдХाрдЙрдиे,  рдкрдвाрдЙрдиे, рдЕрднिрднाрд╡рдХ рдЧुрдоेрдкрдЫि рдХрд▓िрд▓ा рдмाрд▓рдмाрд▓िрдХाрд▓ाрдЗ рдХрд╕рд▓े рдкрдвाрдЗрджिрдиे ?' 'рдХрдо्рддीрдоा реиреж рдЬрдиा рд░ाрдо्рд░ा рд╡िрдж्рдпाрд░्рдеी рдЬрди्рдоिрдП рднрдиे рдЙрдиीрд╣рд░ूрд▓े рджेрд╢рд▓ाрдИ  рдХेрд╣ी рдпोрдЧрджाрди рджेрд▓ाрди् ।' рднрд░्рдиा рдЖрд╡ेрджрди рдЦुрд▓ेрдХोे рдПрдХ рд╕ाрддाрднिрдд्рд░ै рек рд╕рдп рдЬрдиाрд▓े рдЖрд╡ेрджрди рджिрдП । рдд्рдпो рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпा рдЕрдЭ рдмрдвेрдХाрд▓े рднрд░्рдиा рдиै рд░ोрдХ्рдиुрдкрд░्‍рдпो ।

рдЕрдмрдХो рдХेрд╣ी рдорд╣िрдиाрднिрдд्рд░ै рдкрдвाрдЗ рд╕ुрд░ु рд╣ुрдиे рд╕рд░рд╕्рд╡рддी рд╢ाрди्рддि рд╕्рдХुрд▓рдоा рдЕрдоेрд░िрдХाрдмाрдЯ рдПрдХ рджрд░्рдЬрди рд╢िрдХ्рд╖рдХ рдЖрдЙँрджैрдЫрди् । рддी рдпुрд╡ा рд╢िрдХ्рд╖рдХрд▓े рдПрдХ рд╡рд░्рд╖рд╕рдо्рдо  рдЖрд░ुрдкोрдЦрд░ीрдХो рд╕рд░рд╕्рд╡рддी рд╢ाрди्рддि рд╕्рдХुрд▓рдоा рдиिःрд╢ुрд▓्рдХ рдкрдвाрдЙрдиेрдЫрди् । рд╡िрдХाрд╕ोрди्рдоुрдЦ рд░ рдж्рд╡рди्рдж्рд╡рдмाрдЯ рдЧुрдЬि्рд░рд░рд╣ेрдХो рджेрд╢рдоा рдЕрдиुрднрд╡ рдмрдЯुрд▓्рди рейрел рдЬрдиाрднрди्рджा рдмрдвीрд▓े  рдпрд╣ाँ рдЖрдЙрди рдЖрд╡ेрджрди рджिрдПрдХा рдеिрдП । рддीрдордз्рдпे рдПрдХ рджрд░्рдЬрдирд▓ाрдИ рд╕ुрд╡ाрд╕ рд░ рдЙрдирдХा рд╕ाрдеी рдиिрдХोрд▓рд╕ рдХाрдЩрд▓े рдЫрдиोрдЯ рдЧрд░ेрдХा рд╣ुрди् । рдЪाँрдбोрднрди्рджा рдЪाँрдбो рдиेрдкाрд▓  рдЖрдЙрди рдЙрдд्рд╕ुрдХ рдЕрдоेрд░िрдХрди рд╢िрдХ्рд╖рдХрд╣рд░ू рдиेрдкाрд▓ी рднाрд╖ा, рд╕ंрд╕्рдХृрддि, рдкрд░рдо्рдкрд░ा рдПрд╡ं рдмोрд▓ीрдЪाрд▓ीрдХो рдЕрдз्рдпрдпрди рдЧрд░िрд░рд╣ेрдХा рдЫрди् ।

рднрдЧрд╡ाрдирд▓े рднрди्рдЫрди्  рд░े, 'рддँ рдЖँрдЯ рдо рдкुрд░्‍рдпाрдЙँрдЫु ।' рд╕ुрд╡ाрд╕рдХो рд╕ुрди्рджрд░ рдЕрднिрдпाрдирд▓ाрдИ рдзेрд░ैрд▓े рд╕ाрде рджिँрджैрдЫрди् । рд▓рди्рдбрдирдХो рдЗрди्рднेрд╕्рдЯрдоेрди्рдЯрдХी рдиिрд░्рджेрд╢рдХ рдПрдиिрдпा  рд▓िрдЪोрдЯाрд▓े рд╕ुрд╡ाрд╕рдХो рдХाрдордмाрдЯ рдк्рд░рднाрд╡िрдд рднрдПрд░ резрел рд╣рдЬाрд░ рдбрд▓рд░ рджिрдЗрд╕рдХिрди् । рд╡िрдХाрд╕ोрди्рдоुрдЦ рджेрд╢рд▓ाрдИ рд╕рд╣рдпोрдЧ рдЧрд░्рджै рдЖрдПрдХो рдЕрдоेрд░िрдХाрдХो 'рдЗрдкिрдХ рдЪे рди्рдЬ' рд╕ंрд╕्рдеाрд▓े рдкрдиि резреи рд╣рдЬाрд░ рдбрд▓рд░ рдк्рд░рджाрди рдЧрд░िрд╕рдХेрдХो рдЫ । рдд्рдпрд╕्рддै рдЕрдоेрд░िрдХाрдоा рд╕ँрдЧै рдЕрдз्рдпрдпрди рдЧрд░ेрдХा рд╕ाрдеीрд╣рд░ू рдкрдиि рдмेрд▓ाрдмेрд▓ाрдоा рдХाрд░्рдпрдХ्рд░рдо рдЖрдпो рдЬрдиा рдЧрд░ेрд░ рдкैрд╕ा рдЙрдаाрдЙँрдЫрди् рд░ рд╕ुрд╡ाрд╕рд▓ाрдИ рдк्рд░рджाрди рдЧрд░्рдЫрди् । рдЕрдоेрд░िрдХा рдЬाрди рдорд░िрд╣рдд्рддे рдЧрд░्рдиेрд▓े рд╕ुрд╡ाрд╕рдмाрдЯ рдзेрд░ै рдХुрд░ा рд╕िрдХ्рди рд╕рдХ्рдЫрди् । рдЙрдирд▓ाрдЗ рдкैрд╕ा рдоाрдд्рд░ै  рдХрдоाрдКँ рднрди्рдиे рд▓ोрднрд▓ाрд▓рдЪ рдХрд╣िрд▓्рдпै рд▓ाрдЧेрди । рдкрдв्рди, рдмुрдЭ्рди рд░ рд╕िрдХ्рдирдХा рд▓ाрдЧि рдоाрдд्рд░ рдЕрдоेрд░िрдХा рдЬाрдиुрдкрд░्рдЫ, рддрд░ рд╕рдзैँрдХा рдЙрддै рдмрд╕्рди рд╣ोрдЗрди рднрди्рдиे рдоाрди्рдпрддा  рдмोрдХेрдХा рдЫрди् рдЙрдирд▓े । 'рдкैрд╕ा рдХрдоाрдЙрдиे рднрдП рдпрд╣ाँ рдЖрдЙँрдеे рд░ ?' рдЙрдирд▓े рднрдиे, 'рдЖрдлू рдоाрдд्рд░ рдЦुрд╕ी рднрдПрд░ рднрдПрди । рдЖрдлू рдЬрди्рдоिрдПрдХो рдЧाрдЙँ рдкрдиि рдд  рдмрдиाрдЙрдиुрдкрд░्‍рдпो рдиि ।' рд╕ुрд╡ाрд╕ рдоुрд╕्рдХाрд░ाрдЙँрджा рдкрд░ рд╣िрдоाрд▓ рдЦुрд▓ेрдХो рдеिрдпो ।



Source: http://www.ekantipur.com/saptahik/article/?id=3774

Thursday, February 10, 2011

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Saturday, February 5, 2011

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Nick's Reflection: Visit to Arupokhari



Here is Nick's honest assessment of his Nepal visit- Subhash

Those who know me, know that I’m honest and open when it comes to business. And I hope that through this posting, all those who are supporting and following the Sarswati Foundation and the Sarswati Peace School, will have a better understanding of the foundation and the current stage of the Sarswati Peace School project.

Overview of the school and the wonderful mountains. Mt. Manasulu.
Over the past month that I have spent in Nepal working alongside Subhash for the foundation, I believe that I have been able to witness the underlying culture of business, perhaps not a culture that tourists seek during their escapades. This experience has put me confusing emotional state, mixing frustration and anxiety with hope and prosperity. And perhaps my mood swings throughout the past month have reflected this.

Nick infront of the school.
To provide you with a context of the work that I have been doing here in Nepal, it has revolved around developing the administrative materials: teacher, staff, and student handbooks; and by-laws for the Sarswati Peace School; and interviewing teachers and volunteers for the opening of the school in May 2011. During my stay, I have also spoken to an audience of over sixty village members about the expectations that the Sarswati Foundation had of the Arupokhari community and oversaw the initial stages of the Sarswati Peace School construction.

It all sounds fine and dandy, but it didn’t run all that smoothly. For the those who like visual representations, work and business seemed to reflect the roads: in the developed world, roads are straight and smooth (okay, this might be a slight exaggeration and generalization), and in the developing world, roads are dusty, full of potholes, and completely chaotic (also a generalization).

Workers mixing water with mud joining brick walls.
There is no other way to describe it.  While in Kathmandu “load shedding” or planned “brown-outs” often turned off our lights and electricity for up to 12 hours a day, internet - on a good day – worked only between 5:30pm-9:30am, not during the working hours, and a single meeting with the foundation’s lawyer (which we never actually met as he would always send his intern) would take nearly an entire day – a mixture of travel, the intern being an hour late, and the paper work needing to be reprinted because they spelled the foundation name wrong. To summarize, work went slowly as we would have to wait for the internet and to call and interview teachers, we would have to wait for electricity to charge our computers so we could continue working, and we would have to wait for another party to finally show up to a meeting. To be honest, I couldn’t wait to escape Kathmandu for Week 3 when we departed for the village, an 8 hour bus ride and 3 hour walk to a place that we could count on the electricity and internet not working for the next 3 months and a place where a meeting would happen on time, and if not, you can find those you want to meet with.

Little did I know, that the roots of being an hour late for a meeting was entrenched in the rural culture of Nepal. One specific instance was our planned community meeting with the local village members to clarify and discuss the matters of the Sarswati Peace School.

It started with lunch – at 9am. “Why?” I asked.  It was because we may not be back until dinner. I didn’t question any further. We then made our way to the school site, where the meeting was going to take place, planned to commence at 10 o’clock. We were 15 minutes late, and no one was there.  I was advised by Subhash that no one was there, not because they had already left, but because people always run a little bit late in Nepal. We took our seats on the hill overseeing the school site and continued to discuss the school, its prospective teachers, and the timeline for construction and implementation.  Time ticked away, and before we knew it, it was nearly 1 o’clock in the afternoon. By then, Subhash’s father and Ishwor (both extremely significant members of this project) arrived and joined our conversations. It wasn’t until 2 o’clock that the flocks of people began to arrive; one after another, joining into small groups, settling on the same hill that we settled on, discussing matters of the current government schools, the prospects of the village being connected to the electrical grid in the next month, and whatever else.

The meeting began at 2:30, only four-and-a-half hours late, and people still continued to arrive until nearly 4 o’clock. It was a frustrating wait and when work needed to get done and yet nothing was being done, I also became quite anxious.

But what do we get out of all this frustration and anxiety?

Hope, and eventual accomplishment.

Children around the construction site.
To begin with the time in the village, the community was excited. Over 60 community members came to the community meeting (which meant they probably represented nearly 150 of the admitted students), and everywhere we went, we were invite for tea and snacks to discuss the school and what it was going to provide. Beyond this excitement, there was a need that was being fulfilled. Although many of the families and students were not directly affected by the civil war, the Sarswati Peace School was bringing families back together: their children and wives of farmers and shopkeepers were going to be reunited when they could finally trust that their children were going to get a proper education in the village itself, rather than spending thousands of rupees a month for their children to attend private schools and live in Kathmandu. 

One of the most heart-warming experiences was when the three illiterate and impoverished women, that Subhash blogged about only a few days ago, arrived at the doorsteps of Subhash’s home in Arupokhari, bearing gifts of food, drink, and trinkets, that they had carried for a three days walk. For what? To ask for their children to be admitted to the school. These women were desperate to provide their children a proper education, and would do anything to make that happen. Not only did this astound Subhash, but it made me reflect on my own culture in the West.  How many North American parents would walk three days straight for their child’s primary school education?

Although this experience brought some sadness, it instilled in me a new hope for the school, a new hope for the people, and that little extra bit of motivation to stay positive and patient in such a slow-moving society.

Construction happens in spurts. In one day, the brick-layers can put up 4 feet of wall on one of the classroom buildings. Unfortunately, they work on average 3 or 4 days a week, needing to take days off when it is too warm, too cold, or a village member’s ox dies.  But it is happening. The school will be built, the policy manuals and by-laws will be completed (they are completed), the teachers and headmasters will be hired, the students will be admitted, and the need for education will be fulfilled for one small village in rural Nepal and the surrounding areas.

For those who have supported the foundation’s ventures thus far, including Epic Change, the Clinton Foundation, and Ania Lichota, thank you. To all those who volunteer their time to the foundation and the peace school, thank you. To Subhash Ghimire, an inspiration, role-model, and life-long friend, thank you. 

It has been an experience of a lifetime, and I look forward to continuing my work with the foundation for many years to come.

Cheers.

Nicholas Kang
Director of Project Development
Sarswati Foundation


PS: Thank you Nick for your time and passion. It was just amazing to have you here. Hope you will spread the good words to our wonderful St. Olaf community- Subhash