In each of the open sided houses we
visit Padaung women welcome us. Many are back-strap weaving. They tether one
end of the ‘loom’ to a horizontal bar that is part of the house. The other end
is tethered to a back-strap that is fastened around their hips. Various coloured
thread is wounds around long slivers of bamboo. When the pattern demands a
change of colour they pick up another bamboo sliver.
One woman is weaving the white tunic
that all Padaung women wear over short black skirts. In each of their houses
were the fruits of their labour in terms of multi-coloured scarves and little shoulder
bags. We bought Win Kyaing a tiny bag, which he hangs around his neck as a
perfect size for carrying his mobile! Also for sale are rings, bracelets and
bangles in the same material as the neck rings.
The chief tells us much about the
neck rings. Girls of about five years start wearing a few at a time. Gradually
they build up over the years. The woman with whom we are sitting wears 17 rings
joined together. She also wears six more that are joined to each other but not
to the others. In all, she wears 23 and they weigh enormously heavy at 12
kilogrammes. How they can work in the fields and carry produce on their backs to
the market demonstrates how incredibly strong they are. While we are there a
tuk-tuk tractor arrives and the woman lifts a huge sack of produce into the
back despite the rings around her neck.
Happy voices herald the primary
school. Inside, there are 65 children and two teachers. There is much bustle,
action and noise as well as lessons. We give the two-dozen exercise books and
pens to the teachers, but are pleased to see that the children are working with
writing books, so ours will come in handy later.
Three little girls, one the daughter
of the chief, come to show us their neck rings. Each one has about five. The
teacher tells us an amusing something. One little girl has a set of rings that
can be opened all down one side so, as the teacher says, she wears them if she
wants to and not if she doesn’t! Another
child finds a decorative way of carrying his pen. It is on top of his head and
clipped to stay put.
They invite us into a large wooden
house. In the middle of the wood floor there is an enthusiastic fire burning
tended by a man. The room is full of smoke as there is no chimney. The smoke
that does get out does so through cracks in the wooden walls and gaps under the
eaves. When my eyes accustom to the dark room I see more than a hundred corncobs
(of the sweet corn variety) Presumably the smoke adds flavour. The man shows me
the pumpkin pieces he is boiling in the pot and while tending the fire he
snacks on pieces of cucumber marinating in a doubtless delicious sauce.
Eventually the obvious questions
come up of when and why the women wear neck rings. There are three versions.
The first is that long, long ago, if a tiger leaps at their throat it will not
kill them. The second needs more research on my part, as I can only understand
the word ‘dragon’. The fthird is more
prosaic. Long ago, when the different races moved down from the north through
Burma, they had to wear all their valuables so they would not be stolen.
I must now find out more about the
dragons.
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