Don't plans change easily.
It turns out I'm not travelling anymore. Down the road from the monastery there's a terribly understaffed little Tibetan school. Some of the kids know me already. They call me "Mr Tom" I decided it would be better to stay and teach here rather than being moved by GAP to a different monastery. On visiting to discuss the details I found out that they were desperate for more teachers and the headmaster was a very nice man. They were very excited and wanted me to start the next day. You can't break a Tibetan's heart- it would be like hurting a kitten, so I agreed that I would start on Monday.
It's an exciting prospect- I'm teaching 6 hours a day- sports, music and English. The children will call me Mr Tom and I will get to know the Tibetan village really well.
Then on November 15th the Monks are coming back and we're all going to Nepal which is also fun.
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Sounds like it will be fun and a challenge, who knows you may come back to Scotland and decide to be a teacher after all this!
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