ELEPHANT MARCH

BY THE RANKS OR SINGLE FILE

OVER EVERY JUNGLE MILE

OH WE STAMP AND CRUSH THROUGH THE UNDERBRUSH

IN THE MILITARY STYLE

-- Jungle Book Colonel Hathi Elephant March

Hup, two, three, four

Keep it up, two, three, four

Hup, two, three, four

Dress it up, two, three, four

Company, Halt.

Time to play ball

Going for a ride

Susan and Glenn Singley

Elders Pat Xiong, Jason Murray, and Braxton Johnson

Elder Nathan Bartling and Deanna and Bob Zdunich
Elder Bartling is going home. Deanna and Bob came to take him home.

Ahhhh. Fancy!

Cooling off!!

Lollipop, Lollipop, Ooo Lolli Lolli Lolli

Sweeter than candy on a stick
Huckleberry, cherry, or lime
If you have a choice what'd be your pick?

That chicken foot is mine... 

Don't worry every chicken has two feet.

Here we are, on our way to a jacket and blanket delivery in Xaysomboun Province, Laos about 5 hours away from our apartment. The school we are going to is in the mountains and it gets cold there.

This is Pat Xiong. He speaks Hmong. So do all these people. Only the older people speak a little Lao. Pat is from Sacramento, California but he is of Hmong descent. The children were so happy he could speak their language.

The people are so gracious and beautiful. Take a look at the faces of Thong Khoune Village.

 

 

  

 

When we arrived, they were all put into lines according to height. It was very organized. We tried our hardest to get the right sizes to each of the students.

Well, nobody's perfect. This one was the smallest jacket we had. But, her daddy made it fit. We had enough that even the preschoolers took one home.

Then we had our huge stack of blankets for everyone. 

They showered us with tokens of their appreciation and tied strings to our wrists while giving us wishes of good luck and prosperity. Then they fed us lunch. What wonderful people.

Nope, he didn't eat it. 

This is the clean-up crew.

 

A last look into the village from the school yard.

 

Even the pigs were leaving. Or, maybe they were coming to see if anything was left?

On the way home, the Elders got some good shots (out of the car window) of people gathering broom-making supplies.