By Li Xiaoqiong (Drolma)
Li Xiaoqiong (Drolma), a Namuyi Tibetan from Liangshan Yi independent Prefecture, Sichuan Province describes her adolescence; mom and dad; paternal grandmother's youth and loss of life; village existence together with kid's video games, tending horses, and herding yaks; her stories at fundamental university; a surrogate grandfather; her youngest brother; neighborhood lunar New 12 months festivities; her time at center tuition together with a distinct good friend and love letters; her education at Qinghai basic collage in Xining urban; her time in India together with university reviews, travels, operating in an NGO, and dealing at a decision middle in Delhi; and her go back to China. additionally integrated are unique poems, 3 tales via Li Xiaoqiong's grandmother, and images of Li Xiaoqiong's village and of her time in India.
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The summer heat was boiling us like potatoes in our skin. I was covered in sweat. We decided to leave, but we were afraid our teacher would discover our absence. So we decided to sneak away one by one. Our escape went well. We went down to the river that flowed past our village. On the way I saw some of my villagers. They were going in the same direction as us, and asked me where I was going. I lied, telling them we had been let out of class because it was so hot. If I hadn't lied, Mother would have 55 found out very soon and harshly punished me when I got home.
She knew that I liked her, and was always nice to me and followed my orders. In contrast, she never obeyed Younger Brother. Whenever I rode her, she ran gently, and I never needed to use a saddle on her. Younger Brother and I used to have horse races. He had a black horse to race, but I always won, 42 even without a saddle. The other village children were jealous when they saw me riding Lao Ma without a saddle. Most of them had never had a chance to ride a horse, let alone one as nice as mine. Their admiration made me even fonder of Lao Ma.
When I arrived at school the bell was ringing. I was late for class and since I didn't have my books, my teacher was really furious and ordered me outside. I tried to explain what had happened, but my words fell on deaf ears. "You are just a naughty girl. Nothing you say is true," the teacher said, pointing outside. I said nothing, and just dragged my feet outside and stood there like a statue. Five of my classmates were with me, so I didn't feel so bad. For a long time, nobody said anything, but eventually a boy suggested, "Why don't we go to the river for a swim?