World Earth Day 2015

The theme of World Earth Day 2015 would be “Water Wonderful World”.

Adopted a Rose in Earth Day...
 I hope it will grow well to give me immense contentment...
I feel every flower is a soul blossoming in nature...

World Earth Day is celebrated every year as an annual event by the people all across the world on 22^nd of April in order to increase the awareness among people about the environment safety as well as to demonstrate the environmental protection measures. First time, the world earth day was celebrated in our school.

International Mother Earth Day provides an opportunity to raise public awareness around the world to the challenges regarding the well-being of the planet and all the life it supports.

International Mother Earth Day is celebrated to remind each of us that the Earth and its ecosystems provide us with life and food. Whenever I enter to the environmental science class to educate them, the first thing that I tell is, ‘Our planet is ill and reaching critical condition. We individual are engaged in matricide!’

Chief Seattle’s wisdom comes to us in the phrase “The Earth doesn’t belong to us. We belong to the Earth.” The Earth provides us with all we need to exist and asks for nothing in return. We have taken advantage of this and exploited her for profit. The abuse and destruction of the earth has increased to the point where we have not only poisoned the earth and it’s creatures, but also ourselves. We are all part of the environment and what we do to the environment; we also do to ourselves, as well as to our future generations.

Each being on Earth depends on clean water, clean air, and healthy topsoil. It’s time to realize that our most threatening enemy is our ignorance.

This year I sense myself fortunate, as I have given an opportunity to be an environmental science focal person, nature club coordinator and also I am coordinating the SUPW for class PP, II and IV. So, that we collaboratively visualize the situation of our mother earth.  So, on particular day I thought of involving whole school at least a day to participate and appreciate what our mother earth is doing for us, but I couldn't. However my environmental science students and nature club members remained dynamic to initiate the program by them and we did the following activities:

Our earth day started with the display of banner, speech by Kezang Tempa(Captain:Nature club), adoption of flower pot, then whole day junk food was prohibited. We also performed outdoor activities related to the earth safety like new trees plantation (planted charinuma and roses) , picking up roadside waste materials, recycling of wastes, energy conservation and so many.

Starting form, 22^nd of April, school management made a set of laws that no student are allowed to eat junk food!  When it comes to girl’s hostel, it’s strictly prohibited. They are not allowed to carry junk food in hostel; I don’t mean that they cannot consume at all. They can have in cafeteria, dump wrappers in proper place, that’s environmental friendly, but girls are junckholics and wild too…. More waste comes from junk food, thts my observation... I also stopped burning the waste, instead I borrowed sacks from kitchen and I asked girls to segregate the waste and put it inside the sack so that we can recycle it. “Earth Day should encourage us to reflect on what we are doing to make our planet a more sustainable and livable place.” – Scott Peters. We find the courage to initiate the changes we wish to see in the world, the wisdom to carry them out wisely and the heart to love with generosity and compassion. May we recognize that we are falling apart so we can come together, and respect each other.

It also recognizes a collective responsibility, to promote harmony with nature and the Earth to achieve a just balance among the economic, social and environmental needs of present and future generations of humanity.

I have brought you the photos of the day.. please have a glace :)

Thank you for being with me...

:)

Plesant evening ahead...

Buddha Bless Us Always :)

Untold TOP SECRETof my life...

'The greatest gift of life is friendship, and I have received it.'

 I had fears like when I was 10 years old where I was diagnosed having a cyst on my kidney. Every time my father and mother used to take me to a nearest BHU(Basic Health Unit). I was also referred to Jigme Dorji Wangchuk Referral hospital. I would be happy despite of the pain that I bear. I still remember the bad muscle cramp I had when I was invited by my uncle at his place for dinner.

I was already down on the floor, unconscious… 
My mom constantly asks me saying, ‘What was the colour of your urine today.’ I would rather tell a lie saying it was clear like a water:P. Please do not eat potatoes(Alu khanu hudaina hai nani), thats what my dad and mom says all the time. They never left me alone till I completed my primary education. 

 After that I was placed in one of the hospitality boarder school, where matron was real Angel (Thank you madam Tika for your humanity, I will never forget you in my life). My father visited me every week and he used to reach me to the hospital. Honestly,  I didn’t know that I have had a kidney disorder. I only knew that I will have a muscle cramp, swelling of face, legs and arms and tea-coloured urine.

I graduated class seven in the year of 2004, my result was excellent (that was; what my father said :P) and my mother used to keep all my documents in a file piled up. In the winter of 2004 exactly 11 years back, I realized that I am grown up so I wanted to keep all my documents with me. So, without the notice of my mom I crawled into her bed room. I mutely opened the wooden box, which was unlocked. I caught a red file. My rowdy childhood photos filled the front cover of file, I flipped hurriedly: I found all the results that I obtained in primary education, health card, birth certificate, marathon race certificate, chocolate race certificate and a huge bundle of papers. I wanted to read it. Honestly speaking, I couldn’t read clearly as doctors have scribbled something on the paper, similar like a rowdy child scribbled something crossly on the book, given to practice ABCD…I flipped the next paper. It was written: ‘Cyst on kidney.’ There was a mention of, ‘referred( ticked) to Thimphu. My mom was already saying that, I will be taken to Thimphu this year as a winter outing and I will be meeting with uncle. whom I missed him more than two years. I really didn’t like to go away from home. I had missed a lot. I closed the file, cried and cried alone, recollecting all the the life that I have.

So, on 31^st of January, I can visualize everything. My mother prepared selroti(bread) to welcome Happy new year 2005. We celebrated New Year together with families at home. Next day, on 2^nd of January 2005, we had booked two tickets to travel Thimphu. I left my beautiful village and reached mundane urban called Thimphu. It was already dark when we steeped out from the bus. My uncle was already waiting for our arrival.

Next day, we went hospital for checkup. My mom didn’t notify me saying that you are diagnosed as a kidney patient. But I already knew that the checkup was meant for me. I was taken in by my uncle. Nobody actually explained me well that, why I should be operated.   I was so awkward and uncomfortable during the examination and during the surgery because my surgeon is a guy. You know, I am a shy woman still today.

 Last time Dawa Knight asked me, ‘Are you a shy girl?

I said, ‘Kinda. How did you know that?’

He simply  added, ‘I am reading a book on the description of human gestures, looking at the photos that you have uploaded on face book, I can make out that you are a shy girl.’

 Yes, it’s true that I am introvert. And believe it or not as if I have other options because majority of the specialists trained on that specific area are dominated by males. So, for a patient who wants to get well, you must prepare yourself to get at ease because doctors are just doctors. They are there in a position where they should cure you and you must trust them.   

I must suffer the experience of awkwardness if I would like to be cured. So I brushed off the thoughts of negativity and I trusted my doctor during the process. It really feels awkward yet I always console that it was part of the treatment and I have nothing to be ashamed.

Honestly that time, I am in mixed emotions because I feel the fears yet the hope that I’ll be okay feeds me to stay positive. The thought to die young does occurs as well.

source: google

As the lab-gown dressed it on me, believe it or not I was injected a medicine for sleeping. I didn’t know what was happened then. Before I went to sleep, I witness the preparation for surgery. I was really nervous as the nurses preparing the apparatus for the operation. I think I had seen more than five different sizes of needle   and really, my heart beats created a hard palpitation seeing them. You can imagine a patient shivering, that’s how I was then. The surgery was lasted more than one hour I guess. I went hospital for many times, each checkup brings me a hell lot of pain in my heart.

 I swear my hands become so cold when I hear of surgery or operation. I constantly visit hospital. Last week I was said that I have a high blood pressure. So, these days I am playing table-tennis with my #GirlStudentFriendTeacher every day. Last year, I did operation of my right eye. I eye witnessed each and every step of the operation. In fact that was real painful and I cried a lot, unbearable pain.  That moment reminds me of what I feel today, I feel cold. I feel nervous. I feel upset. I feel the pain I haven’t feel. I am frightened. I am alarm. I am panic. I feel agitated. I feel deeply the life I have. Please God bless me with good health. I know, it says that health is wealth. That’s truly true. Thanks Kenchosum for blessing me with such a caring mom-dad. They provide me with optimum support, love, care and they always keeps me happy. I don’t remember the day where my dad spoke to me with an authoritarian voice, but mom does that( I don’t care…because she is my first lady best friend) if my dad does that then I will be heartbroken lolX :P. My darling girlfriends Ganga&Yangchen, cares me to optimum in absence of my parents, thanks a million darling girlfriends.

People expect me to be responsible, serious, a grown up. But do we ever grow up? No matter how much we grow taller, grow older, grow wider, we are forever stumbling…forever wondering, forever…young.

Ahh, my heart became so heavy, moving down to the memory lane and recollecting the life that I have had…

I hope I’ll be fine soon :’(

Bhuddha Bless us always _/\_

APRIL the BEST ^_^

My life recently was really consumed by my work because if you notice the interval of my post, it takes several months before making new post. March had just come to an end without my attention at all.

I had no idea realizing how March just marched by without a knock on me. Kidding aside! Of course, it does! My monthly reports reminded me anyway. It only implies how work really worked for me the entire month. Okay, but that’s not the thing.

Yes to my LOVE month! My ever favorite month! Yes, did I ever share with you that APRIL is my favorite month… Some of you might have ideas, why I love this month as some might even have no idea at all. You know, because of so many reasons I love capital APRIL. Nothing to worry, I’ll let you know but not today.

I’m not even sure and clueless what to expect so I rather tend to surprise you. Come again, myself! Surprising you?!  Yes, surprising you! What’s wrong of surprises anyway? lol! Seriously, I anticipated this month too and I love the surprises that might be happening on this month. If you happened to read my post previously then you will feel the heaviness of how I dealt my every day. Surprisingly, the approach of April just inspires me a lot and feels me amazingly excited thinking of the reasons that made me to love this month.

My apology anyway for being so transparent lately, I know I should have shared better and inspiring post rather than posting insignificant write-up. 

I have brought you some photos of events of the past month which I supposed to post it early sorry for delay. Please have a glace.

The Annual School Rimdro, presided by Khenpo Tempa Rabgay concluded on 28^th March 2015. Much to our own relief. It was especially satisfying for me as I was nursing personal bereavement too. 

 

Friends 4eva

 The thought to roam around during weekend really isn’t my cup of tea always. I’m really not the type who usually goes out every weekend because I rarely have the passion staying outside. I work straightly more than eight hours a day plus five hours every Saturday. All totaled to forty five hours, right? Please correct me if I am not. So how’s that? Definitely my everyday will surely just surpass on my basically routine as heavy as that, huh!

But I believe that no matter how our everyday runs, the uniqueness to spend our daily routines is still in our hands. It’s still in us to bring up our everyday!

So here’s weekend escapade with my friends...

weekend escapade with my friend the most bful Bumthabzam on 21st of March… Explored her place... Thank you zaminn...

Most Wonderful Gift...

Dear maam Rima,

Ahhh! I lost my smile :P :)

Finally I could collect the most awaited parcel from you. It took more than two months to reach me. I am very sorry that I couldn't collect on time. Besides white quilt has become kind off brown, everything was safe la. You know as soon as I got the parcel, I removed the quilt from its wrappings...and I enjoyed reading the first page and sharing it with my buddies here at school was fun…

I admired the gift that you have sent me. I am glad. Truly, no one have gifted me the book, today I felt myself awesome to receive this wonderful gift.

2015, is declared as the National reading year, to commemorate the 60^th Birth anniversary of our Fourth King. I am sure that ‘The Rainbow Troops’ will help me get off to a good start of National Reading Year. Truly, I haven’t read any book this year. God bless Mam Rima, for being kind enough to send me this book. Thanks a ton for the short letter but sweet... I appreciate your thoughtfulness, encouragement, and support.

Every flip of page will reminds me of you and our friendship. Thank you so much… Thank you for the present! It certainly was nice to be remembered you forever ;)

LOads of love ;) 

A letter from a student, while coloring my life :P

I haven’t had much time to blog lately, as you may have noticed... This year has been a frantically busy year for me at school. Though I have less teaching periods, but I am shouldering the responsibilities of matron-ship, it’s challenging job for teacher.

I think that being responsible involves having some skills, experiences and open attitude, and a good sense of what we can and cannot do alright?  Do you force to take over those responsibilities if you possess fewer skills on it? I feel injustice still.

Anyways,  trying to decorate the big empty house, a whole flat kept me extremely busy. You know, I filled my living room with all those stuffs :P like, showcase, cupboard and refrigerator :P, study table and all, else I cannot hear the sound from television because of reverberation. Now, I am a mother/ caretaker of hundred and two girls for a year... I wish this month is the end of November. Hats off for all the school matrons and wardens _/\_,  I respect you people for toiling so hard to keep your students under the strict rules and regulation.

The following are some of the daily routines that I hold:

5:45 AM hostel checking and shutter off for girls.

5:45 am to- 7am:) Dress-up, breakfast, home cleaning and etc, I have to finish up everything with in this short period of time.

7am to 7:15- monitoring social work at hostel.

7:15 to 7:45 breakfast monitoring in MPH(multipurpose hall)

7:45 to 8:00 am, I will have a quick breakfast.

School starts at 8:00 am.

4:15 PM School gets over…

5:15 PM I have to close the shutter and chase all the girls for evening study.

At 7:00 pm-8:00 pm--- I have to monitor dinner.

8:00 to 9:00 pm night study…between that I have to attended the sick. Everyday there will be at least two to three sick in hostel.

Today, fresh Monday, I still hear the ‘DOOR KNOCKING’ Ahh… its challenging.

I don’t get any peace in my mind being a matron. I am not experienced and liable to take over this responsibility as well but I took-over though it will be challenging for me.

Besides, I enjoy the school hours: This year I am teaching science to lower classes. I don’t care what anyone says. Lower class student’s rocks!  I often get “You teach lower class?? Bless your heart!” Students in lower grade are some of the sweetest, caring, and fun children I know!They enjoy every teaching of mine. Today I had a second session in grade four(IV).We collaboratively learnt ‘Materials around us’. As soon as bell rang, I signed log book and went off the class. A small boy followed me and called me,

‘Madam la, I have a letter for you’…

‘Letter?’ I said…

He handed over this letter to me. 

This letter from a student was super sweet, though I could see lots of spelling and grammatical errors. It made me feel awesome and I was touched!

Anyway, so much has happened while coloring the life with crayons. I haven’t quit writing here. I just get busy sometimes.Sorry friends :)

Keep visiting and keep painting your life with different colors.

Pleasant evening ahead… Stay safe drive slow J