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Kami told me this story and it along with the other stuff mentioned below broke my heart but I'll share it with you anyway because it has a happy ending.
Three or four weeks back a kami showed up at shop 2. He was a middle aged fellow, obviously in pretty poor shape. He said essentially this:
"Pala, I have had no work for some time. I am a good kami but there is little work for us and the work that is there pays very little. To tell you the truth I am hungry and so is my family. If you could just give me a little work I would be ever so grateful. Just a day or two would help me so much. I hate to beg but I am not begging for food or money or anything else, but only for the chance to do some work for you."
Kami Sherpa gave the man 1500 rupia (more than most kamis make in a month), told the man to go buy food for himself and his family and to show up for work the next day. The man did just this and has been working steadily since and is doing a good job.
This man sent me the following note which was delivered by Pala:
"Respected American Brother, you and Pala are like gods to me and my family. We pray to you and for you each day. You have no idea what you have done for us. Having enough food to eat, a warm place to sleep in the night, and some clothes to wear is a wonderful blessing. I and my wife and children all thank you from the bottom of our hearts."
And this was not the only message I received. As I suspected, none of the kamis can read or write so they got together and hired a young student who knows a little English to pen their letters to me. All the letters were essentially the same as the one from the hungry kami.
And, they sent gifts to me -- a cheap topi, a little book, a Nepali calendar that costs ten cents in Nepal, a traditional Nepali isticot (vest, maybe a dollar), and a couple of other small items.
They sent what they could but what they sent was sent with love and gratitude. When I looked at those small presents and read the letters they had written I sat down and cried like a baby. The kamis have no way of knowing this and would not understand even if I told them but their words and actions justified my existence in this world and there is nothing more valuable they could give me. In the final analysis, I am in their debt, they are not in mine.
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Uncle Bill
Himalayan Imports
http://members.aol.com/himimp/index.html
Three or four weeks back a kami showed up at shop 2. He was a middle aged fellow, obviously in pretty poor shape. He said essentially this:
"Pala, I have had no work for some time. I am a good kami but there is little work for us and the work that is there pays very little. To tell you the truth I am hungry and so is my family. If you could just give me a little work I would be ever so grateful. Just a day or two would help me so much. I hate to beg but I am not begging for food or money or anything else, but only for the chance to do some work for you."
Kami Sherpa gave the man 1500 rupia (more than most kamis make in a month), told the man to go buy food for himself and his family and to show up for work the next day. The man did just this and has been working steadily since and is doing a good job.
This man sent me the following note which was delivered by Pala:
"Respected American Brother, you and Pala are like gods to me and my family. We pray to you and for you each day. You have no idea what you have done for us. Having enough food to eat, a warm place to sleep in the night, and some clothes to wear is a wonderful blessing. I and my wife and children all thank you from the bottom of our hearts."
And this was not the only message I received. As I suspected, none of the kamis can read or write so they got together and hired a young student who knows a little English to pen their letters to me. All the letters were essentially the same as the one from the hungry kami.
And, they sent gifts to me -- a cheap topi, a little book, a Nepali calendar that costs ten cents in Nepal, a traditional Nepali isticot (vest, maybe a dollar), and a couple of other small items.
They sent what they could but what they sent was sent with love and gratitude. When I looked at those small presents and read the letters they had written I sat down and cried like a baby. The kamis have no way of knowing this and would not understand even if I told them but their words and actions justified my existence in this world and there is nothing more valuable they could give me. In the final analysis, I am in their debt, they are not in mine.
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Uncle Bill
Himalayan Imports
http://members.aol.com/himimp/index.html