So one of the last days up high in the Himalayas, I was walking down the trail by myself and came upon a little home.
Outside of the home was a little boy that was about 4 years old. As I approached he smiled at me and pointed up a little hill over his home and said "cow, cow!!" in english. Sure enough, there was a cow grazing on some grasses about 50 feet above his home and he was so excited to share his family pet and sacred animal with me.
I said "dhanyabad" which means thank you, to him gave him a high five and kept walking. About 50 steps down the trail something tapped my leg. I turned around to see it was the little boy and he had a cute little flower for me and said "thank you" in English as he gave it to me. He was so cute. I knelt down and dug through my pack and gave him a pencil and pen as they are prized possessions in this area where things are hard to get.
The look on his face matched mine when I got the flower. His face lit up with excitement and surprise and he quickly opened the pen and started writing words and numbers on his arm! Not sure if his mom would be so happy about that but we each filled one another's bucket and I smiled the rest of the day with that great memory.
The below pictures are of the little boy, the flower, and his home.
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