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During one of my mom's pregnancies, my dad took me to
get the cow for a Baci.  We drove a truck to a village
about 20 miles away from our home.  It was very rare
for me to go to the village of any kinds.  To my
memory, that village had a temple surrounded by a
cluster of houses.  These houses were typical Lao
houses.  That was two stories.  The first story was
empty.  You could hang the net and lied lazily in
there. Some houses even used the first story as a
place to keep the livestock.  It was said Lao people
especially villagers built the houses that way was
because of the flooding.  Along with the houses, there
were all kinds of fruit trees swaying with the wind. 
It was fun to listen to the wind in the environment
that was serene. Sometimes, I could hear the buffaloes
playing in the swamp.  My dad had me wait on the
veranda of one acquaintance while he went looking for
the cow with some villagers.  It took them quite some
time before he got back.  As we arrived at the village
quite late in the afternoon, some time meant that the
sun was about to set.  By the time, we were about to
take off for home, some houses had lit their lanterns.
 For some, they just sat in the dark enjoying the
crescent moon which kept getting brighter and brighter
as the sky gradually turned black.  

As my dad wanted to go home as soon as he could, he
didn't have dinner at the village. It was my dad's
habit to have meal with my mom.   Still, he was
concerned that I might be hungry; he got some sticky
rice and dried meat (Sean Loth) for me.   I don't know
why it was so good to eat out so I finished the
handful of sticky rice in a minute.  When it was time
to take a ride home, I could hum a happy song. 
Unfortunately,  I was bumped to sit with the cow on
the way home as we got some guests riding with us. 
The constant "Moo, moo" of the cow beat me so I had to
stop humming and enjoyed this unavoidable song
instead.

(to be continued)


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