I did not think I would have to write this for another two days, but the Dalai Lama's teaching have changed our plans and today is now my last day here at the school. I can't get over how quickly three weeks have gone, and my one regret is not being able to stay longer. My mind is occupied daily with how I can return here or travel to Tibet to see you all once you return to your home.

I have to say that in the weeks I spend in Africa volunteering before I come here, not once did I feel as fulfilled as I do each minute I spend with you all - either during teaching or just spending time with you in the afternoons. Every time one of you asked me a question - about English, America, or anything, I knew I was in right the place.

My life at home will never be the same, and I can only hope that I have in some way touched your life, even a small percentage of the way you have touched mine.

At our party last night (thank you), the manager thanked me for various things - I said * you are welcome.* because it is what you are supposed to say after 'thank you'. However, what I really wanted to and should have said was 'no thank you, thank you, thank you'. I only

hope that one day in the future I can extend to you the same hospitality I have experienced here. I genuinely hope that some day traveling will be possible for you, and that you will think to knock on my door. Each one of you will be welcomed with open arms.

By Kristin