I woke up at 6am, even though we could sleep in until 8am I’m still a little jet lagged. The 305 stairs we have to climb everyday are starting to get easier. After breakfast, I met my mutual learning partner, Sonam. I was worried we would run out of things to talk about,but as we visited the Tibet Museum she surprisingly shared her entire life story with me.I was shocked. The problems I’ve faced in life seem irrelevant compared to hers. The 3 hours went by really fast.
After lunch we went shopping and I confirmed how bad I am at bargaining. We then went to the Tibetan Children’s Village Day School. We got divided into 2 groups; one that worked in a classroom with 7 year olds, and the other re-painted the walls of the school. As fun as it seemed at first I soon discovered it can be really tiring.
After watching a documentary about how Tibetans try to escape into Dharamsala, and after the self-immolation forum (something I had never heard of before) it finally hit me how harsh their reality can be. I’ve learnt so much since I got here, and I find it hard to believe how many people don’t know the truth about what is happening.