As the world has its eye on the 2012 Olympics, we watch a group of Gorkha schools racing, fighting and performing cultural dances in the Himalayas. The competition is no less fierce than it is in east London, but some of the events are surprising. Cock fighting, anyone?
Sitting on ankle-high stools we ate fresh pork straight from the flames of a dung oven, which we washed down with ‘Tongba’ and home made millet beer. After a few glasses of Rakshi this Arcadian village life became more and more attractive.
The entire school was eager to meet us, so we made a point of visiting each of the tiny, cold classrooms. With saucer-eyes, they drank in everything we said. We played games, swapped stories, listened to them sing and watched long and intricate dances.