============================================================== |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/ | ============================================================== In a way, I liked the place I lived. The front yard we had the rose trees while the back yard we had tamarrin, and mango trees. Besides, my dad grew tometoes, Mak Phet and some vegetables. If I wasn't lazy, I would water those vegetables but, most of the time, my dad took care of the job after work. He said that doing the menial job took his mind off the responsibility he had as a postmaster. For me, I preferred to climb the tamarin tree and ate its fruit right on its branch. By the way, eating green tamarin was unbelievable - so sour that it brought tears out. I would say that, in those days, I was kind of weird. When my mom told me to go pick up Mak Phet, I just went there and waited for the fallen Mak Phet. When none fell to the ground, I just went home and told her that there was none to be picked up. Maybe, I read too many XiengMieng stories that I was more or less influenced by his tricky behavior. Next door to my house lived a French man with a Lao wife. I hardly met them for they liked to stay inside despite the fact that they had a very big yard full of Mak LumYai trees. Those LumYai were so tempting that I couldn't help but slipped through the fence and plucked some of them. Luckily, I never got caught even once. Wonder if I had to stand in front of the big and tall white man, I would be scared to death. There were constant gossips going around that this French man with long and big nose liked to make love with his horse in the middle of the night while everyone was asleep; not to mention that the this couple stayed inside all the time because they liked to make love all day. I guess that was the nature of human being which tended to associate strange things to different races. After all, I had not witnessed any weird things during my 3 years in Thakek in regards to this French man. What I liked most about living in Thakek was that, across the street by the Mekong River, stood an administrative center for the town schools. Most of the time, they would show old films. Among them were basketball films. They were the NBA of the 60s which the New York Knicks won most of the time. I would say that I was fascinated by their basketball skill which was far superior than the basketball played in Thakek. I wonder if those reigning Chinese school basketball team in the town could make a decent game out of those NBA teams. (to be continued) __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! Photos -- now, 100 FREE prints! http://photos.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 *****************************************************************