It was important to keep the ancestors informed before we ‘interfered’ with their house, and we duly did that in a small ceremony in the enclosed ground-floor area of the old house built by Ta Rin and Yai Hom. We told them that work was going to be done in the house, that this would improve its condition and that we were doing this out of respect for them and in their memory.
When the major work had been done, we held another ceremony. This was attended by a few more people and this time I had my camera with me. I remember well going through the same ceremony when our house was nearing completion back in the mid-nineties. One of the most memorable features was that an old man prevented us from entering until lots of questions had been asked and entered, and he had decided that we meant well, had sufficient respect for the ancestors who were the true owners of the property, and that we intended to use it wisely and maintain it properly. The old man guarding the property on this occasion was Khun Ta Peng, the husband of Pensri’s father’s half-sister; answering on my behalf (although it was me who was wearing the traditional ‘regalia’ of a hat and carrying a bag containing a hammer and a nail – with which I was going to ‘maintain’ the house) was Khun Ta Gert, father of the mayor of tetsaban Phana.
This was the condition of the house at the time:
Here we are, gathered outside the house:
It was a good opportunity for old friends and relations to get together:
Khun Ta Peng didn’t want to let us in!
But eventually he was persuaded and he helped Khun Ta Gert and me to attach flowers, incense and candles to the foot of the stairs.
Khun Ta Gert prepares to demonstrate MY willingness to maintain the house by hammering in a nail above the photo of Ta Rin and Yai Homhual, Pensri’s parents.
Then Pensri’s adopted brother, Tuan, did the honours at this little temporary shrine in what used to be Ta Rin and Yai Homhual’s bedroom.
And I did, too.
Afterwards, we sat around for a while in the big, sitting area outside the bedrooms. We chatted, but also there was an important presentation. Pensri is going to use the ground floor as a community library or study centre, and a neighbour, Khun Yai Somwang had offered to donate an old ‘accordion’ book which had belonged to her grandfather, the village herbal doctor born about 100 years ago. Here she is in the blue jacket, presenting the book to Pensri.
And here is a close-up of two pages of the book.
Some of the book was written in gold on black, some of it black on white.
Everybody had a good look at the book, which was in quite a fragile state in parts.
But the interest was obvious:
Now we have to decide on the best way to display the book, keeping it safe and intact, but allowing people to indulge their interest in what is certainly an item of historic importance. Pensri has already decided that Khun Yai Somwang’s donation will feature in the logo of the study centre.
Lawrence - Once again some good photos and your commentary uncovers another fascinating side of Thai culture. And the accordian book is a fantastic donation. I think a glass showcase will be needed to keep safe such an old treasure.
Posted by: Martyn | 11 February 2012 at 05:33 AM
Hi Martyn, thanks for the comments. I think you are too kind about the photos. I posted this with Windows Live Writer and loading the pics was very quick and easy, but they look fuzzy until you click on them. Don't think I'll use WLW again.
A fantastic donation and I think we'll need unbreakable glass and set the case in concrete. At the moment we are thinking of only displaying blown-up photos.
Posted by: Lawrence | 11 February 2012 at 04:49 PM