On Being Counted among Promising Cousins
I have always found it very difficult to regard a single person as ‘My Mentor.’ It is plainly so because a good number of people have helped shape my life’s…
I Failed the First Grade
I failed in grade one. It was in 2035-2036 BS. I failed without understanding what it meant to fail or pass. The failure itself was so ephemeral and so vulnerable…
Stories That Unfold
A tall, sturdy fellow in oddly fitting school uniform enters my office and asks for audience. He says, “If you don’t mind, Mr. Kafle, may I ask you a favor?”…
Outrunning the Unknown
During the early days of teaching one gets to come across diversity of odd but exciting moments. In a public school, the challenge comes from below, from the students. Not…
Literacy, school and stories…
My literacy began with my being able to speak, and when what people said began to make sense to me. And it began with listening verses from Mahabharata and Ramayana.…
Literacy, school and stories…
My literacy began with my being able to speak, and when what people said began to make sense to me. And it began with listening verses from Mahabharata and Ramayana.…
Growing Musically
Those who have heard me sing ask at least two questions. First, “Have you brought out an album?” Second, the same question with a ‘Why’ and a ‘not’. “Not thought…
Moral Science Stories
“Why are you crooked?” It was during my short-term teaching at Kalika Secondary School, Tandi, Morang, in the spring of 1993. A ‘first boy’ of my time, I was allowed/asked…
Little on My Family and Childhood
My ancestors are supposed to have migrated to the eastern part of Nepal from some village of Dolakha district. I have a a problem of tracing the genealogy because of…
Journey into the Classroom
There is a simple condition for becoming a teacher: that you must be able to teach. It is not the question of having high intelligence, but of being able to…
The B.Ed. Saga-II
“Ay, sir. You must be punctual.” “I’m sorry, I was stuck on the way. A public bus is sometimes ridiculous, you know. And I come from Kirtipur.” “No, you can’t…