Kurt Schwalbe is a very charming teacher. Besides the Tibetan alphabet he introduced us to particles and dots and shegs which are, as we learned, the essence of Tibetan language. We learned to search for the verbs, which come mostly but not always at the end of a sentence.
We learned to read backwards. And we learned to find the mistakes, translators did. We enjoyed his company not only in class. Kurti (in Tibetan there are not two consonants without a vowel, the “I” was added by himself), well, Kurti is a great storyteller. He was always ready to talk about Tibetan kings and scholars, but even If he would have talked about chrysanthemum – we could not be more attentive to listen to him.
Deer Park is a wonderful place to study. Our invocation of Manjushri provided the right atmosphere. Class in Kangyur Hall couldn’t be at any place better. Only the timing, in my opinion, was not perfect. February in northern India is still very cold and none but professor-gji had moonboots.
We learned to read backwards. And we learned to find the mistakes, translators did. We enjoyed his company not only in class. Kurti (in Tibetan there are not two consonants without a vowel, the “I” was added by himself), well, Kurti is a great storyteller. He was always ready to talk about Tibetan kings and scholars, but even If he would have talked about chrysanthemum – we could not be more attentive to listen to him.
Deer Park is a wonderful place to study. Our invocation of Manjushri provided the right atmosphere. Class in Kangyur Hall couldn’t be at any place better. Only the timing, in my opinion, was not perfect. February in northern India is still very cold and none but professor-gji had moonboots.
~Karin Herold, Berlin, Germany
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