The End of IRP - T1B61

I can't believe it... I passed my IRP with the full 10%. Hip Hip Hooray! It was a close call. Three cups of tea was an inspiring book with many yet-to-be lessons, but there were also many pages of really boring detail. That's definitely challenging language - I tell you. I spent the past few nights before November 18th (last book test date) reading, nodding off, then shaken awake, then nodding off to sleep again. After reading this novel, I learned one thing - I have so much more patience, and is so much better with mystery, humour, and action stories. The thing about Three cups of Tea is that it's hard to sit through. There are many Pakistani language, emotions, lessons, and dedication. It is an adventure and testament to the power of the humanitarian spirit. It shows manpower, and you've probably heard this many times, but it also is the best example of how one person can make a difference. I  mean: 1person=building 55 schools. That's incredible - not just an extraordinary outcome physically, but also a huge amount of energy and input at heart. This novel made me cry at points. Anyway, I was kind of nervous about all the details earlier. I mean, with all the weird city names and the many Pakstani villager's names, so I'm really proud I completed my Independent Reading Program with all the necessary credits. Well, that was the end of the IRP. We won't be doing it next term, so I'll miss you... Peace for now.

"Here (in Pakistan and Afghanistan), we drink three cups of tea to do business; the first you are a stranger, the second you become a friend, and the third, you join our family, and for you family, we are prepared to do anything - even die." - Haji Ali, nurmadhar, Korphe Village Chief, Karkoram Mountains, Pakistan...