============================================================== |SJD's Fifth annual conference is June 30-July 2, 2000. We're| |almost there. Please help the hosting crew by registering if| |you plan to attend the conference. Log on to the conference | | homepage at http://www.satjadham.net/sjd5sd/ | ============================================================== I liked to go to the market too besides for the movie showing. There, you could come and buy things to cook. It was funny to add that almost all of the vegetables and fish came from Nakhon Phanom. Didn't it seem like we could not even grow our own vegetables? Of course, it was not my duty to go buy food every day. In my family, we had one person who did that job. You could call a servant but I preferred to call her Eauy Hom. She took care of many of my little brothers and sisters from the days in Savannakhet, Thakek and even Vientiane. To say the least, I liked her a lot especially her cooking. At the same time, I disliked her rough manner especially when she was angry; she liked to give me and my little siblings a big slap in the butt. By the way, did I tell you that my family was a big family? In Savannakhet, I had 5 siblings despite the fact that we already lost 3 at their very early ages. When we lived in Thakek, we added 3 more. That was one for every year we lived there. Until today, I still wondered how could we cramp together in a 3-bedroom house; not to mention that it would be terribly hard to feed all of us with just my dad's income. As I remember, all of us - kids swallowed anything laying in front of us as fast as it appeared. Since our family was so big, we had to divide each meal into 2 groups. My little siblings who were terribly fast in devouring food were luckily with another group. I, because of the age advancement, was to eat with my parents and elder sister. Glad that I made into the second group otherwise I would have to train hard to eat without even grinding the food first. The reason I liked to go to the market was mainly to eat Pho (Vietnamese noodle). I liked it so much that whenever I had saved enough money, I would go to the market and savor a bowl of Pho until not a drop of soup left in the bowl. Also, I liked to go to the market to buy Kapi (a kind of source that smells as pungent as Padaek). I remember that once I got angry with my parents for an unknown reason (kids' stuff), I thought of leaving home and ate only Kapi to sustain myself. Luckily that I didn't carry it through. If not, I wonder how I would turn out to be… as black and cheap as Kapi? (to be continued) __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Send instant messages & get email alerts with Yahoo! Messenger. http://im.yahoo.com/ _ ***************************************************************** To reach ALL SJD members, please send to sjd@satjadham.net ... Do NOT include any other addresses when sending to the list... Include as LITTLE of the original messages as possible........ Message sent by: LanXang Siengkhene *****************************************************************