Farangs in filthy shorts
View of Doi Suthep.
Why I am moving back to my home town of Bristol, Tennessee, USA.
Picture 1: View of Holston Mountain at Holston Lake
Picture 2: View of Doi Suthep from our balcony at Hillside 4.
P.S. Haven’t the Thais heard of composting as opposed to burning?
Report the polluters
My name is Thiwat Chansantor. I was born in Chiang Mai and I currently study
at Yupparaj Wittayalai School. I am fourteen years old. I hope that you will
print my letter because I have many interesting suggestions about how to fix
the problem about pollution in Chiang Mai.
Now the pollution in Chiang Mai is very bad for many
reasons. People are not careful of smoking in the forest and this can create
forest fires. People use dangerous chemicals to kill insects on farms and to
kill mosquitoes. Pollution from too many cars in Chiang Mai and their smoke
also makes Chiang Mai air very bad.
The pollution in Chiang Mai makes us all have bad health,
especially for children and old people. It makes this city look bad and no
one wants to stay here. Tourists don’t want to visit Chiang Mai and if there
are no tourists, there is no income for many businesses. It will be bad for
everyone in Chiang Mai.
My first suggestion is that we should stop burning
everything and be careful with fires. Also, everyone should take care of
their cars so they do not make too much smoke. For the people who don’t stop
burning or don’t take care of their cars, the police should make them pay
2,000 Baht every time. Finally, I think there should be a phone number to
call the police to tell them about people who make pollution.
I hope everyone thinks about my suggestions and will take
better care of our city.
We thank you for your letter. The local phone number where residents can
call and report pollution violations including trash burning is the
Environment Office’s hotline number 053-890000 or Internet users can file a
complaint on the Pollution Control Board in English at:
Warriors of Songkran
When the sun sets behind majestic Suthep,
The warriors of Songkran return to their camps.
Droves of pickups filling most roads and highways,
Slowly fade into the night, till the new sun rays
Signal a fresh bout that delights fun seekers.
Packed in truckloads, resting on each others’ shoulders,
Exhausted and wet from day-long battles,
But still holding on to their guns and bottles.
Dripping, shivering, soaked, yet still spirited.
Tipsy, singing, but sounds have now abated.
Those whose buckets still carry ammunition,
Toss them on strangers - one last attempt at fun.
See their hearts devoid of any vexation,
Children of the same God in His gardens run.
Go - Celebrate new birth. Glorify innocence
Play, smile, and laugh: tolerance is of the essence.
No winners and no losers in these war games.
And no! It is not the end result that matters
But just the joyful experience. Have no aims.
To be happy celebrating without fetters,
Become a warrior..... Honor Songkran.