Feeling Good

Well, everything is going swimmingly.
Its 30 days till I come home. Yes, I count down, its a bit wierd cos then everyone thinks I'm not enjoying myself. I am, I promise! I just also miss home like crazy.
So its a week till Christmas Eve, which is the next time I'm coming into Thamel. How crazy is that? Christmas! Wow. This week is going to be tough. I'm by myself in the home, as the girl I'm working with (Ngaire) is taking some time off to travel. So that means the times I'm with the kids will be crazier, and the times they are at school will be even more lonely. I'm buying lots of books today...and I'm planning on doing a few walks around the area, do a bit of exploring. I may have mentioned earlier that two volunteers are placed a 20 minute walk away, so they will be seeing a fair bit of me this week too.
So I suppose I should tell you a bit about a day in the life of the childrens home...I wake up at 6.45am, struggle out of bed (it is unbelieveably cold in the mornings) and do physio with one of the girls at 7am. This is a problem sometimes, but we have lots of persuasion tactics up our sleves...After half an hour of physio we take her for a walk around the nearby football field. Then at 8am, or there abouts, we eat Daal Bhat...its REALLY good but I'm not that good at eating with my hands yet...at least thats entertainment for the kids. They go to school from 9am till 3.30pm (the school bus takes them) and when they come back they do their homework in the playroom, and I (try to) help. Most of their homework is done in English, but some of the stuff I was doing with a 9 year old is what I learnt in High School. After homework I sign their homework diaries and we have play time till Daal Bhat. That involves games of Dead Fish, table tennis on a makeshift table, reading books, practising English (or getting them to teach me Nepali) and so on. That is my favourite part of the day. We eat Daal Bhat around 7pm and they take themselves off to bed around 8.30pm.
Lots of other little random things happen, but that is the general gist.
By the way, I read an incredible book called Mr Pip, by Lloyd Jones. Highly recomended.
Questions and comments are most welcome!
Look after yourselves.