IVHQ what what.
A 30 minute walk to the temple is 30 minutes longer than you should be outside in Sri Lankan heat, and as per usual we arrive drenched in sweat. Not wanting to offend any monks on my first day, I volunteered to work upstairs where I wouldn’t run into them. At 11 a.m the 5-7 year old monks-in-training (monkitos as I call them), came running up yelling “tea time tea time!”, and before I knew it, it was lunch.
In Buddhist countries, the people in the village bring food to the monks on a daily basis. The village people made enough food for us volunteers as well, and we sat and ate with the monks (with our hands, of course). They made a variety delicious homemade foods to choose from. Boy, choosing to work furthest away from the monks was such a mistake. Monks are hands down the coolest people ever. We sat and chatted for about an hour, and no matter how dumb our questions were, they were happy to educate us. I’ve never learned so much in such a short amount of time.
The rest of my volunteering for the week was spent painting and renovating the temple in close proximity to the monks. The whole time I had a million questions for them and they were happy to answer and share their wisdom. Other times we were laughing and having the monks save us from bugs. That’s right, a monk saved me from a half a meter long lizard.