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The Real Deal



             milestones agreed in the project plan I’ll release the next sum of
             cash.’
                After that, I went out to Lahore, often with Aisha, about every
             six weeks to monitor progress. We enjoyed being there so much
             that we decided to buy a house: after all, once the school was built
             we would be regular visitors and we weren’t comfortable imposing
             ourselves on relations that frequently.
                It was incredible the number of things we didn’t anticipate. It’s
             just not as simple as building a school and then having the children
             turn up. The first problem we realised was that there weren’t
             enough children in the village to fill the school. We were building
             a facility for 400 pupils, so we were going to have to invite
             children from the surrounding villages to enrol, and that meant
             purchasing minibuses, which also meant hiring drivers.
                Then I realised I’d screwed up by building the school so far from
             the city. Stupidly, it never dawned on me that I would have trouble
             finding teachers, but in a small village there was no one who spoke
             English – most of the lessons were going to be in English, as being
             bilingual would transform the children’s prospects – or who had
             any teaching experience.
                So now I had to buy another minibus to bring in teachers from
             Lahore, and with the additional traffic it also meant I had to build
             a road from the village to the school that wouldn’t wash away in
             the monsoon! The costs kept piling up: books, computers, catering
             equipment for the kitchen, uniforms. The troubles, pitfalls and
             delays are too numerous to go into, but suffice it to say that
             opening the school was a huge challenge, and the first day of term
             at the Abdul Rashid Khan Campus was one of the proudest
             moments of my life.
                Going there today is an amazing feeling. Every time I see my
             dad’s name above the gate a tear comes to my eye. All the teachers
             know me and they always get the children to say ‘Good morning,
             Mr James,’ when I visit. The last time I was there, the kids recited




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