Showing posts with label Children's Shelter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Children's Shelter. Show all posts

Saturday, November 10, 2012

Ban AYO - Thanksgiving

It was great to sleep in our own bed last night.  We bought an independent pocket spring mattress this spring and we are glad we did.

Yesterday afternoon, we talked with Newt about our trip to Chiang Mai.  Newt is Hlong's cousin.  Hlong is Daeng's sister-in-law.  Wow, I think I got that one right.  Here is a picture on Newt and son getting ready to go home on her motorbike. 

They are all dressed up like it is freezing out and the temperature is about 90 degrees.  Thai girls do that because they want to keep their skin light colored.  It may be a good idea with all this stuff about the sun and skin cancer.

We got a call from Chom-nom yesterday saying that there was a get together for his Mother, Mechu.  I don't quite understand the get together except that it has something to do with everyone getting together to pray for his Mother's health.

We got up around 6:00 AM, had breakfast at the local market and did a few things around the house before dressing to go to Ban AYO.

By the time we made the 46 kilometer trip it was about 11:00 PM.  They had already killed the pig and were starting to roast it over a charcoal fire.

It was great to see all the kids and the Akha folks.  We now know most of them.  A lot if the kids were playing on a pick-up truck rack that was placed under the big tree in front of Mechu's home.

When another Akha lady saw me she started dancing, kind of imitating me as I'm always doing stuff like that.

We hung out with the kids on Mechu's front porch eating cookies and pineapple with the kids.

It was only about an hour and Chom-nom drove in with his motorbike.  He had to travel about a hundred kilometers from the Doi Chang Coffee Company.  He was looking well.

We talked for a little about his work at Doi Chang Coffee and then headed down the road to see the children's shelter.  The roadway to the shelter had been cleared.  The buildings were about the same as when we saw them in spring. 

You could see the water tanks and all the brush was cleared back from the building so they could now be worked on.

We talked and Chom-nom said it was hard to get people behind this project again until they trusted him.  He did say that the video production company that helped before were planning on coming up to help more this month.  He did not know the dates, at this time.


Another good thing is the electricity is now withing 150 meters of the shelter.  The water is available at the road, as well.

We headed back up the road but stopped at the little church just above the children's shelter.  They were have a Thanksgiving Dinner and ask us to stay.  We just could not say: "No".  We knew a lot of the folks and kids, as well.

Thanksgiving here in northern Thailand is celebrated on different dates by each town or village, all sometime during this month. 

After we ate, the ice cream man showed up so Daeng bought all the kids ice cream.

When we got back to Mechu's home the lady across the street was cutting up banana plants for pig food.  I had never seen that done.  I tasted the banana plant center and it tested okay.

It was almost two o'clock.  We talked with Mechu, wished her the very best and told her we loved her.  We took some pictures and she laughed at us because we are so much bigger that she is, even Daeng.

By this time the ice cream man made it up the hill so we had to have more ice cream.  I love the coconut favor.  Yep, everyone loves ice cream.

It was now prayer time.  The elders all sit together and everyone bows in front of Mechu, holding her hands, passing some money to her and praying for her health. 

Daeng and I both did that but did not pass any money as we had given her some when we said "Good-bye" before the prayer session.

We think we stayed within the tradition.

We said our "Good-bye's" again.  We told Chom-nom we would call him next week and come see him at Doi Chang Coffee Company.  That trip will be an over night trip.

We headed home and our Nissan March ran well.  I think we got great mileage and it passed other cars and trucks on hills much better than I expected with a 1.2 liter engine. 

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Ban AYO Trip - Tears & Anger

With water in my eyes, I am starting to write this story of our trip to Ban AYO. We have been there many times over the last few years and had gotten heavily involved in helping to get water to this area for a children's shelter.

If you would like to read those past stories you can click on each one of them here:
10-21-07 Terry's Trip Into Jungle-10/21/07 Note: If you have trouble opening this story it is also at http://www.funnyplumber.com/ in "stories" page.
June 8, 2008 Water for Kids in Ban AYO
November 5, 2008 Water for Children Ban AYO
March 27, 2009 Shelter for the Children Ban AYO
November 10, 2009 Trip to see New Children's Shelter Ban AYO

A while after November 10th we received a telephone call from Chom-nom's wife saying he was arrested for possession of drugs, "Yaba". Here is a simple explanation of "Yaba".

I wanted to know more. Daeng and I talked about going back to Ban AYO to find out more and what the real story was. Everyone thaty we mentioned going back to find out what happened told us: "NO, don't go!"
The basic reason was if he was arrested for drugs the area would be watched. Then a farang, non-Thai, comes into the area asking questions. That was not a good idea.

That was two years ago so a couple of days ago we rented a car, Toyota Vios, for the month. On top of the "To Do" trip list was make the trip to Ban AYO and find out what we could.

We left Mae Sai after a breakfast of fried chicken, sticky rice, Pa Tong Ko, fruit and coffee and headed straight to Ban AYO. When we got onto the Ban AYO road, that was dirt two years ago, we found it had been paved. Everything else looked the same.

We drove by the children's shelter driveway as it was all grown up with vegetation. We turned around and walked down the hill to find the jungle had enveloped it.

Nothing could be seen from the road.

The water tanks were missing, also.

I walked in as far as I could but the vegetation had sharp edges and we were only wearing t-shirts and short pants. I went in as far as I could go to get some pictures.
You can see by the pictures the jungle had taken the place over. In many parts you could only see the roof line.

What a shame. The disease of addiction wins, again. This disease abscesses the mind, compulses the body and destroys the human spirit. Everyone around the disease losses. Chom-nom lost, his mother, his children, his wife, the kids the shelter was for and the community. I got tears in my eyes standing beside one of the building in this now jungle.

We still don't know what the real story is. Did Chom-nom just piss off the wrong person so he was set up and arrested? Was he really dealing? The John Delorean case comes to mind.

We hiked back up the hill, got into the car and dove to Chom-nom's Mother's house. It was empty and no one around knew where she was.

We got back in the car and drove up the rod a short ways and Daeng said to stop by some "Akha" ladies so she could ask them.

Daeng got out of the car and talked for a few minutes. Once they realized she was a friend and also "Akha", one of the ladies started telling her that Chom-nom's Mother was living in the jungle as she could find food there.

She said that if Daeng went down the road behind her, crossed the field and over the water into the jungle on the other side she could find her.

Daeng set out to find her while I stayed with the car. After about an hour, I called Daeng using our cellular phones. They worked here now, also. Paved road and telephone service, I think they came together.

Daeng told me she could not find her and was coming back. It took about an hour for her to return, tired but back.

We figured that ice cream would be good at this point as a man selling home made ice cream showed up on his motorbike. Everyone loves ice cream.

We still don't know the real story but we were told that he went to jail for a lot longer than two years.

From the positive side, there is now water! The kids are all being taken care of at another place at the bottom of the hill. Most of all, I have learned a lot about the business of children's shelters.

I think I should continue with the book I want to write with a title of "Broken Cross".

I am still angry toward the disease of addiction!

We said thank you and traveled to Mae Salong to spend the night.