This week
gave insights into a different Thailand
than I had yet experienced. Saturday was the graduation ceremony of the Akha Outreach
Foundation Bible
School . Hundreds of
people in their traditional Akha dress were present to support their family
members. After a varied three-hour program lunch was provided for all 1000+
guests. Incredible such an organization, all done by volunteers. The teachers
of CRICS who were present were privileged to be VIPs and ate in the air
conditioned dining room. The families of the graduates were so proud to see
their children or family members attain something they never dreamed of doing.
The week
was ended in a very special experience. The father of one of our students, who
was only 64 died of cancer. The mother and brother are Buddhists and the
daughter is Christian. Our school was given permission to bless the family with
song and prayer while at the temple. Afterwards we stayed for the Buddhist
ceremony. Religious traditions are often a reflection of the culture, or
perhaps the opposite, the culture of the people are reflected in the religious
habits and ceremonies. Part of the ceremony was offering the monks presents:
clothing, food, etc. In their tradition this will earn them more ‘merits’ for
the family. Such merit contributes to a person's growth towards liberation. An unending job; they are never done. My faith is based on grace: undeserved redemption by God through his son Jesus. I too am never done, but not in earning but in responding to this love.
My Saturday
afternoon was rounded off at the “Central” as my students call it. This is an
ultra-modern shopping mall with clothing prices comparable to that in Holland . I indulged in a
cappuccino, a scoop of American ice cream and some foreign groceries. I felt
rather decadent.
This past
week the school was taken over by angels for the game “Angels and Mortals”. Everyone
drew lots and in this way were given a mortal to care for throughout the week.
After an initial sigh, I quickly got into my role. It was very rewarding to
think about my ‘mortal’, considering various forms and words of encouragement
that she might need. At the end of the week when all was revealed, I got to
hear that all that I had given in gifts and words were ‘spot on’. Amazing what
a little time and energy can do for the good of someone else.
Thai people
are very respectful of others; greeting others with words and a bow is normal,
addressing people of importance in your life with an added name is often heard.
‘Pi” means older brother or sister. ‘Ma’ means mother. ‘Khru’ means teacher.
This week one of the girls from Baan Phak Phing drew close to me and called me
Ma-Tina. I was greatly moved. Such a compliment!
Thursday
was International Day at CRICS. It’s amazing how patriotic one feels when
outside the countries borders! Most of the many countries were presented in
posters, skits, songs and snacks. Luckily there are several other enthusiastic
Dutch and semi-Dutch people to help with the activity. We sang the Dutch
national anthem in soccer supporter outfits. At sports event is when the anthem
is heard most often. My time in Thailand
has been the perfect combination of both my cultures. I live with Dutch and
work in an English speaking environment with mainly Americans. I’ve decided to
take on the American point of view about nationality: I’m Dutch with American
heritage. That feels good.
People all
around me ask me about my feelings about ‘going home’. This is difficult. I
miss my kids and friends terribly but I will find it hard to leave this
country. I’ve made new friends and have learned a lot about many things. My
blogs will remind me when I become forgetful.
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