Saturday, March 22, 2014

My Personal View On Gun Control-Not Afraid of Terror by Night or the Arrow That Flies By Day


Facts About Firearms

Gun control issues are topics that my friends have been passionately talking about again and again from both sides of the political views.  Even after so many tragic incidences involving use of guns and automatic assault weapons, I was perplexed that people still asserted that they wanted guns.   Originally from another country, it boggles my mind that according to Times Magazine, there were 88.8 firearms per 100 persons in the US, 70% higher than the second place, country of Yemen with 54.8 firearms per 100 persons, followed by Switzerland at 45.7 and Finland at 45.3.  No other country has more than 40 firearms per 100 persons.  Despite such high rate of firearms ownership, gun homicide rate in the US is 30 times that of Britain and Australia, 10 times that of India, and 4 times that of Switzerland. (Source: http://content.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,2121660,00.html
Before writing about my feeling and experience related to weapons and guns, I decided to do a little research on why people are so passionate about owning firearms in the US, and found two main arguments:

-       2nd Constitutional Amendment right- “A well regulated militia, being necessary to the security of a free state, the right of the people to keep and bear arms, shall not be infringed." A fear that a Hitler like figure will be holding absolute power that makes it necessary for an ordinary citizen to possess such weapon to stand against the demonic figure.  It boggles my mind that people still feel that way about a democratic government that has worked well for over 200 year.

-Self Defense against crime especially women’ self-defense-The problem, according to Jason Asahi’s website, research like that of Arthur Kellermann and Donald Reay has shown that a gun kept in the home is 43 times more likely to kill a member of the household, or friend, than an intruder. http://www.asahi-net.or.jp/~zj5j-gttl/guns.htm.

Gun Control Laws

Since a lot of people are passionate about owning guns, even if they are legal, thousands of guns could be moved to be sold illegally by unlicensed firearms dealers on classified ad website, which is like Craiglist of gun trade.  This is where criminals or crazy people can get firearms without any background check.   Politician like Bloomberg had campaigned against this type of website before his term as Mayor of New York expired in December of 2013.  He vowed to continue to work with his successor when his term was up.  The political pressure and lobbyist make it hard to guess he will stay strong in his fight.

The illegal sale and market for firearms make it more dangerous and cause people to want to own gun, a vicious cycle.  The powerful and firearms manufacturers campaign to support their view by making and posting video interview of people telling stories of their frightful situations, with the conclusion that, guns saved their lives.  But as statistics tell us, the odd of guns injuring or kill family members rather than the intruder is great.  As for me, I chose not to own any firearms, and chose to be “meek” because that is what Jesus told me in the Sermon on the Mount~ “The meek shall inherit the earth”, and as Apostle Paul said “Be wise as serpent but gentle as dove”!

My Encounter with Firearms

There were quite a few times that I would have been in great danger if not for God’s protection and leading that took me out of the extremely dangerous situations such as student demonstrations that ended tragically, for many were killed.  I was out of town or country at the time of the sad events.  During the beginning of my teaching career at the university in Bangkok, sounds of minor explosion due to Molotov cocktails were usually heard near the campus.  Nothing that I encountered during that time was too serious comparing with the time when my family was out in the countryside.

We went to Surin province in the Northeastern part of Thailand close to the border of the Thai-Cambodia.  There were four of us – The young driver who was my colleague’s brother who also worked as office assistant in our home business. My husband at the time sat as passenger in the front; my seven-year-old son and I slept in the back seat after the fair.  My little boy was exhausted and I had a stomach cramp. We just attended for the most part of the day a big elephant round-up festival, an annual cultural event in Surin with fun and elephant games and performances.  After the fun day, we were heading, so we thought, back to the hotel in Nakhon Ratchasima, a bigger Northeastern City of Thailand.  I was half awake when the car, our good old green BMW stopped.  I got up from my reclining position in the back seat to see why the car stopped. There was a fence and big sign in front of the car and it read “Cambodian Border, Do Not Proceed Any Further”.   It was eerily quiet, with only us in the middle of nowhere.  All the sudden, the whole car jolted and I heard a boom sound.  After that, it was dead quiet for a moment, my son’s father opened the car door, but the sound of a few rounds of machine gun shots hitting the ground, quickly turned him back inside!!  He switched the seat with the employee to the driver’s seat like magic, turned the car around quickly and raced away from there like a rocket.  We all (except the little boy who slept through everything) fixed our eyes ahead, but after a couple of miles down the road the new driver had to slow down, because there was a band of non military men in the middle of the road.  They looked fierce and dressed like bandits with bandanas tied around their heads; they stood with rifles in their hands.  We had no choice but to stop the car.  We thought they were the Kmer Rouge from the other side of the border, but when they spoke we knew they were not Cambodian but Northeastern folks.  They asked us what we were doing here coming from the border, we explained that we got lost after coming from the Elephant round up festival in Surin.  They said probably we were shot because our car was green like military car.  They told us that the place was a minefield, and they asked what Buddha charm we had that protected us from the gunshots and helped us escape from the land mine.  We told them it was God’s Angel who protected us against all kinds of weapons!

Home Invasion: Safe In the Arms of the Angels

Fast forward to America, we came home and saw the devastation thieves left behind.  Fortunately, none of us was at home at the time, so the frightful encounter with the thieves was avoided.  For one of my colleagues and her family, it was another potentially frightful story.

This happened a couple of years ago, but I just asked my friend the detail of what happened recently after thinking about posting in the blog about my stand on owning guns.  The colleague and husband came originally from Taiwan, strong Christians with adult children.  The youngest child was still in high school.  One day, either it was weekend or a holiday; every one in the family was at home relaxing or doing household chores.  My friend was in the kitchen preparing meals; her husband was in another room.  Some one was at the door ringing the doorbell, so her youngest high-school aged son went to open, the person at the door asked for a person by name.  The son said there was no such person in this house, so the man left.  Then later, the same man came back with another man, asking to use telephone to call the person they were looking for.  When the son was about to bring the phone, the father came out, and my friend heard from the kitchen her husband’s loud cry of pain.  The home invader hit him with the handle of the gun.  My friend ran to the living room from the kitchen.  The two home invaders forced all members in the family that were there to come together and tied them up.  They asked where the other child was, when they noticed picture of another child that was not there (not sure if it was their son or daughter).  They said that the child was on a trip overseas.  They turned the house up side down, so to speak, to find valuables and asked where the family kept the cash.  They said Asians liked to hold cash, and they demanded them to give them cash.  They explained that, they were not doing business but were just employees, so they did not usually hold cash, the only substantial cash they had was still in the Red Envelopes at $100 each, that a houseguest brought for the four children.  I asked how they reacted to the situation, she said that every one in the family submitted to the home invasion robbers, and found the red envelopes for them.  While one of the robbers went around ransacking the house, the other one who watched the family with gun pointing, asked when he saw a picture with the writing of Bible verse-“As for me and my household, we will chose the Lord.”  He asked the husband “Are you a Christian?”, and my friend's husband answered yes.  The robber asked further if it was true that Jesus would come back in a million years. The husband answered that Jesus told us in the Bible that no one knew when He would return except God the Father. (Come to think of it, Jesus said, just as we don’t know when the thief will come, we don’t know the day or hour Jesus will come back until He comes).

Even in this dangerous situation, the family was calm, and even said to the robber that no matter what, Jesus loved them and wanted them to be good and do well. 

When the robbers were ready to leave after finding no valuable except the four red envelopes, the family members present were ordered to go into the walk in closet, but were not harmed.

I asked my friend if she wanted to own a gun after the incidence, she said no, but would put up security and surveillance system that they had not had, so they could sound alarm for the police to rescue.


Painting By Kathy M.

No Gun for My Friends and I

With experience in the providence, mercy, and protection from God, I would, like my friend, not own a gun.  What can man do to us? We all have to die, but we know where we will go when we leave this world and after Jesus came back to call us home-A place where the wolf and the lamb shall graze together, and the lion shall eat straw like the ox (Isaiah 65:25).  May God’s Kingdom come even now on earth as it is in Heaven..

Sunday, March 9, 2014

My Tributes for International Women’s Day

When I started writing today, it was still March 8, International Women’s day, but as I proceeded in writing, it was quickly approaching March 9, which is the birthday of my early career role model and mentor, Dr. Puey Ungpakorn, my former big boss and Rector of University where I taught.  Since somehow my first impression of International Women’s Day and Dr. Puey’s impact on my career and value are interrelated, I will write on both.

International Women’s Day

I should mention first that the woman who influenced who I am today as an independent and self-supporting woman was my Mother; she was a single mom born in a Chinese family in Thailand, where women are not valued as much as men. 

There is a saying from mothers in Thailand that they can’t wait for their sons to become a Buddhist monk even for a short period, because they will be able to hold on to the helms of their yellow garments when the sons earn the merits to go to heaven.  Since women cannot become a monk, which is a noble tradition for young men, they will rely on their son in representing them.  Males in Thailand show their gratitude towards their mothers by entering into the monkhood for a short period of time.  This is just an example of the value placed on males above females.

My Mother being born in a Chinese family who was in leather and shoes making business was discouraged from going to school.  She cried and begged her father to let her go to school.  Finally, her father relented, but the school officials said she had to bring her own table and chair to school, so she did.

When we were kids, my Mother often told us that she did not have any inheritance to give us when we grow up or when she passed, but she would try to make sure we had needed education   She would teach us herself when my sister and brother was in elementary school, and worked in many teaching jobs to earn more money for us four children to have education.  This emphasis on education has been instilled in my value system, and has made me a person who always continues to  seek knowledge.  To me, education is the key that can break the cycle of poverty.  It is a way for women to be able to be self-reliance and be in a better position to break the glass ceiling in their career, or if men oppressed her she would be able to stand on her own two feet.

As I have benefited from education, so have I encouraged and participated in scholarship committees both in the university I used to teach and my current professional organizations.  I can identify with Malala Yousafzai when she and her friends had to stand against the Taliban to be able to attend school.  I love her saying: “I speak not for myself but for those without voice...who have fought for their rights...their right to live in peace, their right to be treated with dignity, their right to equality of opportunity, their right to be educated.”

Influence of Economic Development Champion-Dr. Puey Ungpakorn

The first time I heard about International Women’s Day was when I was on a study trip to Yugoslavia during my six months Post Graduate fellowship in the Netherlands in 1977.  I was able to earn this scholarship upon the recommendation by Dr. Puey Ungpakorn, Rector of Thammasat University where I taught before coming to the US.
 Thammasat University Beside River of the Kings, and Economic Faculty on Left of the Dome

Before Professor Puey became Rector of Thammasat University, he had been the Governor of the Bank of Thailand (BOT.)Although he had had a lot of economic power being head over BOT and Thai Treasury Department, he lived modestly with his English wife and three children.  He was presented with Ramon Magsaisai Award, which is an Asian version of the Nobel Prize.  His achievements were exemplary and Thailand has yet to find ordinary people that match his caliber and ethics since the time he left the country in exile in 1976.  His accomplishment can be read from the links here from Ramon Magsaisai Award Foundation website:
He passed away after being in exile for over 20 years in England in 1999.  In 2004, one of his former students from Thammasat paid tribute to him during London School of Economics Alumni gathering:
His work in economic development and his program for graduate students to go to the countryside and remote areas to work with local community, and engaged them in improving their economic conditions were excellent.  They were the reasons for him being nominated and winning the Ramon Magsaisai Award.

As the Rector of Thammasat University, he contacted with foreign countries to get scholarships and fellowship for new lecturers like myself.  His connections included the Ford Foundation, Kennedy School of Government, and etc.  Lecturer males and females were given opportunity to go overseas to further their studies.  Being a champion of Economic Development and education, Dr. Puey had a great impact on the well being of status of women in Thailand like me.  I would like to take this opportunity to thank him for mentoring many of us who are women, and for having a very positive influence for me. In memoriam to you, Dr. Puey on this day March 9, I am very grateful…

Sunday, March 2, 2014

3/2/14 Arts and Midnight Forest Chapter II


In my last post the painting of Ruby and Rain, parents of Midnight Forest was done by my niece, Kathy.  She is quite a talented artist specialized in pictures of animals.  I wanted more pictures for Midnight Forest story but Kathy was busy with her day job.  Then a couple of weeks ago, I got an invitation on Facebook to attend a silent organized by artists to raise fund for a baby named Leni to fight against Leukemia.  The event was close to my home so I went to check it out.  There were two art pieces that I liked: one is a print of painting of a tiger under a bush of beautiful pink Chibese peony flowers; the other a print picture of a window glass reflection of a horse and trees by an artist named Forest Podrait.  I placed bids on both but could only get the one with the horse, which is now perfect to use with Emi’s Midnight Forest storybook.  Chapter II will be the last one that I will publish for now on this blog.  E-book will be available upon request in the comment section or via e-mail to Waneej@gmail.com.  I will let every one know here when it is available.

Artist: Forrest Podrait

MIDNIGHT FOREST

II Growing Up and Work

As I grew older, my mother could leave me and went out  to provide rides for children.

The chickens’ eggs were sold, the cows produced milk, and calf was born, the pigs had piglets and were sold to other farms, Rocky was put to work and Chester was for hacking and riding lessons.

Lilly soon became one of my friends.  She always came to me with a banana.  Sometimes Grace would give me bread..
One day, Chester had a male foal.  It was a gray foal with a stocking marking.  Lilly named him Stocking.  He was curious on his first day outside, just like me.

After I was broken in, Lilly often rode me.  Sundays and Tuesdays were the days that all the horses were in the barn.  Rocky would be given treats for all his hard work.  Lilly’s friends sometimes came over and rode me.  But a few didn’t know how to ride.  Lilly gave them treats to give to us, and sometimes Lilly was kind enough to peel the skin off a banana.  The pig loved that because Lilly would throw the skin into the pigpen.  Then they would gulp it down.

One day, I was put for riding lessons.  The child was nine years old.  She had ridden before, and known how to mount.  After the lesson, Grace told me, “You did great, she’s coming back next week.  Do you mind?”  I didn’t mind because I like the girl.

Lilly came over and gave me a carrot.  “How did Midnight Forest do?”  She asked.
“Better than I thought.”  Grace said.  I walked closer to Lilly and she stroke me.
“You didn’t buck or rear or bite or…”
Grace cut off Lilly by saying: “Midnight Forest would never to that.”

The next year, Rocky, Rain and I went to the zoo to make horse rides.  Each ride was six dollars and the path went in a circle then a straight line, a curvy pathway, over a hill and under large trees.  Then over a bridge, an uncountable number of logs, and back to the start.  It was tiring, but enjoyable.

Grace, the man, and Lilly were busy with us.  So many people wanted to ride us that we had to close many times for a break.  We went back home at 5:00 PM.  Thanks to our breaks, we survived the twisty trails; I was very tired from our long day.

III. Life Changes


My life wasn’t spent all the time at the barn-Every time one foal was born a healthy adult would be sold.  A foal was born this year so Grace told Lilly that I had to go.
“Midnight Forest will sell with the best price.  She’s our healthiest.”  Grace explained.  I was worried I never see Lilly or Grace ever again.  Lilly gave me an apple, but wasn’t looking happy.
“Mom’s going to sell you and Rain” she said, sounding disappointed.

A month later, I was sold to a rich man; he brought me to a big stable and gave me a good meal.  I mated with a Shetland pony called Lightning.

The man treated his horses well, except for a few things.  He overworked his workhorses and put bearing reins on his best horses, but good thing he had Saturdays and Sundays off.  He treated his sick horses well, and took good care of the mares that were going to have foals like myself.  I was relieved when I heard him say I would be used for riding lessons.

A year later, I had a foal-it was a brown colt with white legs; my mate and I called him Bright Star.

We were turned out into the meadow one day-it was spring, and my master was out riding while his wife and daughter were in the house.  We were so happy running, and prancing that we didn’t realize that the sky was darkening.  Suddenly, the air began to chill.  Lightning and I went under the large, bushy apple tree for shelter. Bright Star followed.  Lightning and I made a circle, and Bright Star came in it.  It started to drizzle, and I saw other males and females came near us.  Some males helped warm Bright Star.

 All of the sudden, the rain showered the ground.  I felt like I was lifted off the ground, along with Bright Star and Lightning.  The other females and males were lifted along with us.  Thousand of Pegasus horses and ponies circled us, and I saw Angels riding the Pegasus, blowing horns.  I felt a golden bridle was being placed on me by a beautiful angel-Her hair was golden, braided with a flower string tying in it.  She was wearing white dress; nothing Lilly or Grace would ever wear while working with a horse.  Bright Star was right next to me.  The Angel put a saddle on my back, and I saw my coat change from ordinary coat to my same coat, but shinier than I could ever imagine.  Light blue Pegasus wings grew on all of us.

“What’s happening?!”  I shouted.
“What do you think, none of us know!”  A female shouted back.

Then finally, our feet touched the ground, but it was a new ground.  I have to say that I loved it more than being in the stable or paddock-there was a sparkling stream that gave plenty of water to everyone.  The ground was covered in grass and flowers.  We were fenced and given to our new owners.

IV. New Adventures

(To be continued in Emi's e-book "Midnight Forest")