Thursday, December 31, 2015

Big News for TFN Students: Receive Prestigious International Scholarships (Story of Transformation 14)

These are extracted from TFN newsletter

We are really thrilled to share that two of our students (taught by Teach For Nepal Fellows) have received full scholarships to pursue  international high school education at United World Colleges (UWC), an international network for high schools. This year UWC Nepal committee had 4 full scholarships available to them. Three of them were open for competition among Nepalese students who had completed grade 10 (passed SLC) this year. Of the three spots, we are really excited to share that 2 spots went to most deserving girls taught by Teach For Nepal fellows.  


Anita Tamang
Anita Tamang, originally from Nuwakot, lost her mother when she was in grade six. After about a year, her father remarried. At that point, she says, "My father began to appear indifferent to me." He also started using drugs. It became really difficult to live there and "I ran away from home," says Anita. She came to her aunt (sanima) in Kathmandu. Her aunt worked at other people's house for living. She found Anita work as domestic helper. Anita began working as well as going to Siddhi Mangal Secondary School, a local public school. It was very difficult to go to school and work but her aunt supported throughout. 


After taking the SLC examinations, "I went to my cousin's place and was working in a mask factory." After earthquake, it was difficult to live in the city. She says, "I went in my village after earthquake. My village is also totally damaged by earthquake. I stayed there about 1 month and helped the villagers from my side." 

When  results of the SLC were announced in July, she  had graduated top of her class with with 74% but had no means to continue further education. 
"Rojee miss (Teach For Nepal Fellow) encouraged me to apply to Samaanta Foundation, an organization that selects talented SLC graduates of public schools and provides scholarships to pursue high school. She got selected and was studying in grade 11 when opportunity to apply to UWC came along. She applied. 

She recently learnt that she has been selected to pursuing international high school degree at UWC India. 

On learning about the scholarship she says, "I had ever imagined such opportunities would open for me. I am here because of my struggle and the support I receive from my aunt's family and my Rojee mam." 
(TFN Fellows Rojee Maharjan and Sagendra Shrestha teach at Siddhimanage Seconday School)​



Juni Deshar
Born as a third child in a low income family with very limited land among farmers' community in Chapagaun, Lalitpur - Juni was a bright child. 

Her mother had no education. Father had left school after grade 3 to start working as helper and later a driver. When it became really challenging to support the family, like most young men, he also left for middle east to earn living and provide for family. But had recently returned back to Nepal when health challenges prevented him to continue working there. 

Juni was sent to local Jyotidaya Cooperative School (a local non-governmental, non-profit community school) from nursery where she completed secondary school this year with distinction in the SLC. 

When the opportunity to apply for UWC scholarship came along and supported and mentored by Teach For Nepal Fellows (Bhawana Shrestha and Seetu Shakya, who are teaching in the school for the third year), she gathered all the courage and sent in application.
After multiple rounds of interviews, she was selected and will pursue high school in UWC - Germany.

Juni is the second student in the last three years from Jyotidaya to be awarded UWC scholarships. 

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In Spite of all the hardships and challenges, these achievements re-affirm our belief that an inspiration role models as a teachers can fundamentally transform the lives of children, open new opportunities and possibilities for the kids regardless of their place origin or circumstances of their life.





Monday, December 28, 2015

She made me apologize for what I had asked her to write...

Fellowship of Teach For Nepal; I completed it seven months back, now I am an alumni of Teach For Nepal working inside the classroom. It may seem like I have learnt all the lessons as a teacher, a mentor in those two years and now in my third year I am just using those learning so easily and gracefully. 
Oh! oh! not exactly.
I am learning each day even now. I try new things even now. I continue some and leave most of them. Even now I do mistakes, but important is I learn lessons from each of them. The most important lesson that I have learned joining this fellowship is to continuously reflect up on what we do each day before going to sleep, then to cherish even the smallest of the achievement and promise to learn from every mistake I do and learn a lesson. Yes, of course, not to repeat it as well. :)
What we do as mentor is try to link the education that children learn at school with their real lives. We try to make them realize that how important is it to come to school as they can learn so many things on how to make their life worthwhile and to achieve their dreams.
I tried to do the same thing but sometimes even doing that we may do mistake. I did the same mistake recently. Sometimes we look at the majority and don't realize what the minorities on the other side will do who don't have that issue. 
Most of the children whom I teach have their fathers at gulf countries working hard to sustain their life. They do hard labor just to become able to send their children to school and to solve their family's hand to mouth problem. Keeping the same thing in mind, I asked the students of grade seven to write a letter to their father who is working abroad describing about their improvement in their study and their daily schedule.
Yes, if we look at one side, this was the most relevant question for my grade seven. But what I failed to do was I didn't think about what those students will do whose fathers aren't abroad or who don't have their fathers. This I realized so late, when I started checking their copies. 
One of my students doesn't have father any more but I don't know how it slipped away from my mind. But what she wrote really shook my heart and I felt too guilty. Though she took that normally, I can feel how bad she had felt from what she wrote. 
Later, I asked her to forgive me for my mistake and here I am writing this just to share that let's not just look at what majority of students feel, sometimes the feelings of minorities do matter a lot.

Honored as the best writer of the year by YJAW



When this year has only few days left to end, I have a very good reason to be happy about. I am very thankful to Young Journalists and Writers blog of Pakistan, for recognizing me as the best writer of the year 2015. This has really inspired me to keep on writing.

Wednesday, December 23, 2015

Out of the blue XII

I owe you for your unconditional love
I am obliged by your trust.
The smile that you bring each day on my face,
has helped me remove all my distress
You are there on my rain and shine:
hunger for your love never ends with any dine
with you, every day not just ends
in a fraction of second, a new memory begins
I try every moment to steal;
the sights you stare,
your touch and your care,
every emotions you feel,
every things you deal.

Friday, December 18, 2015

मेरो एकतर्फी माया

म उसको पछि, ऊ अरुकै पछि
मेरो पछि लाग्ने अर्को नभएको नि हैन,
तर खै किन मन उसकै पछि नलागि मान्दैन ?
ऊ भने किन किन मलाई आफ्नो ठान्दैन ?

हरेक दिन म उसलाई हेर्ने गर्छु ।
उसकै लागि कयौ लुगा फेर्ने गर्छु
तर पनि अह,
ऊ म तिर नजर फेर्दै फेर्दैन ।
कहिले काहि त लाग्छ उसले के खोजेको हो कुन्नी ?
म जत्तिकीलाई नि नहेर्ने कति बैगुनी ?

म हरेक दिन उसले पछि लाग्ने नानीलाई हेर्छु
उसको आनी बानीलाई हेर्छु ।
“हैन, मभन्दा फरक त्यो कसरी छे ?”
यता उता मुन्टो फर्काएर ऐनातिर हेर्छु
“ब्यारे, नाकको छेउमा एउटा कोठी भएर मात्र,
कहा म कम छु त्योभन्दा नत्र”

कहिले काही त सोच्छु
उसले एक नजर मतिर हेरे के पो हुने थियो ?
अंगुर अमिलो भन्लान अरुले
तर म उत्तर भेट्छु
उसले मलाई हेरेको दिन त सबै सक्कि गो नि
मायामा यहि त हो रमाइलो
चोरी चोरी हेर्न पाउनु
मैले हेरेको उसले चालै नपाउनु ।

Monday, December 7, 2015

सपनाको व्यापारी

आज पनि ऊ आयो
मीठा मीठा सपना देखाउँदै
कल्पनामा मलाई डुबाएर
ताज महलको जग बनाउँदै ।

हिजो मात्र उसले मलाई
देखायो सपना शिन्दुरको
उसले भन्यो,
“सारै राम्री हुन्छ्यौ तिमी
त्यो रातो शिन्दुरमा,
मैले दिएको हरियो पोते जब आउँछ तिम्रो गलामा । ”

अँ ।
त्यो हरिायो पोते पनि
उसले मलाई सपनामै दिएको थियो ।

शिन्दुर, पोते उसले दिएको
त्यसमाथि तिलहरी मैले थपेँ,
अनि हेरे ऐना ।

रातो साडी, रातै चोली
अनि बाबाले दिनु भएको घुम्टो ओढी
म चढे डोली ।

वर पर नजर डुलाई
हेरे मैले घुम्टोबाटै

अनि तर्सिए ।
सारै राम्री सोचे थे आफू
तर सबै तिर त्यस्तै त्यस्तै
सबै रहिछन् उहि रुपमा
अनि त्यस्तै नै पहिरनमा

म आत्तिए ।
कतै मेरो राजकुमारले मलाई धोका त दिएन ?
म संग मात्र साटेका सपना अरुलाई त दिएन ?

म झल्यास्स व्युझिए,
दिवा सपनाबाट ।
मेरो अगाडि मेरो सपनाको राजकुमार
व्यापार गर्दै थियो,
शिन्दुर र पोतेको ।
अनि भन्दै थियो अर्कीलाई
“ तपाई यसमा सारै राम्री देखिनु हुन्छ । ”

Saturday, December 5, 2015

Unexpressed sweetness

I am in love with this song. I have stopped counting how many times I have already listened it and I don't know till when it will go on. I thought to share the feelings that aroused inside me while listening it. 

Some feelings can never be expressed, whether it be love or be hate. Some moments can never be erased whether it is of smiles or tears. I want to be in your moments of smiles and in your unexpressed love. Sometimes it is better to plunge into the moments and never express rather than to share it. I want to be in your moments that you feel every time. I want to be in your smiles. But let that be unexpressed. Sometimes it is better to just smile alone rather than to disclose.
Let me be the best swimmer; I want to swim in those deep eyes and find the treasures beneath them. Let me have a marathon of your moments where I can just feel you. Let me be a reader who can read those unwritten and untold monogrammed words so precisely and make my own meanings.

So words are sweet just because they are untold. 

Friday, December 4, 2015

Sides of me

Photo Credit; dailyzen.co.uk
No, you may not find me the way
you have pictured me in your mind frame
You may not always find me in that sparkling skinny outfit
or always joining heavy embroidered team
I may sometimes be in minis
or sometimes in heavy dark hoods
Some days I am on sneakers
and some days on high heels
I may not reason all your judgments
I may just blame my rudeness on my mood swings
You may have to go through several comments
Raised some times by your mind
And some times by the the world
as I have many flaws

I may not take you on my decisions
I may not abide by all those provisions
You may sometimes feel me pervert
I am made up of so many flaws
I may breach a lot of clause
Importantly,
No I don't know all those caviar
I may always hang on with my papers
Rather than holding a recipe book

So, in those cases will you dare to be by my side?
Do you still wish to be my partner not a guide?

I respect both your answers.

If you can't handle this side of me
I would never feel lonely on being me

If some how you have a positive reply
You can see my another side
Whatever I would dress
You would see a bold personality of me
Whatever I would cook
I would do best
Thinking our taste
How many flaws I would have
I will always be true to life
Whatever decision I would take
I would never sacrifice our relation in any mistake

If you promise to treat me equal
I promise to be yours, till I dwell