Yes, I'm an ordinary run-of-the-mill rural municipal-school teacher. It's the status of headmaster --Or "kru yai"

she walks by - completely naked. An artificial product of great beauty from the factory of a dirty-minded scientist

Grandma opened the song with, "Oei ..the old kaew tree, your branches're heavy with blossoms so white…” and stopped,

He thought that there was something lacking... something still missing. Something that would make it a complete whole

“Let’s hope it won’t be like the last time. Whatever will happen, let it be better than the last time,”

The man was sharply conscious of the poignancy of the sadness and loneliness of man’s individual destiny.