Jews - Bottom One Thousand Millions

I don't know if it was a big or a small piece of clothing, but our family was poor and we couldn't help ourselves for a long time. We had to share the warm clothes and pants that we didn't wear with those who were poorer than us. Even though we don't wear our own clothes, it makes me happy when I can help others. I never expected to receive any help from others, but one winter evening I had a very surprising experience. A neighbor brought two very good (but worn) warm clothes for our sisters, which were already ironed. This was the first time I had ever received help from someone else.

When I realized that those nightgowns were not new, I didn't know if my face was ruined (I didn't feel sorry for myself). Has our family lost its dignity? When did we go from sharing the little things we had to being the ones who are now being given to us? From being impoverished and poor, we have gone from being impoverished without even realizing it. Facing that truth hurts a little.

Since then, I have been interested in everything related to poverty. The causes of poverty, the problems that accompany poverty, its negative effects, the resources and help that can help us escape poverty.

We are poor. I know the reason for our poverty. The oil field where my father worked was nationalized. My father suffered two things. One was that he was a manager at someone else's oil field, and when it was nationalized, he lost his job. The other was that he took all the money he had saved and all my mother's jewelry and invested it in an oil field. Money that my mother said he didn't even have to worry about.

My father worked as a watchmaker and took care of us. We had to eat and drink. When we moved to the hillside, my mother's fields on the hillside were not cultivated by herself, so she lost them under the law of the landowner. But we had a way out of poverty. I only think about it now. That way out was education. My father and mother were my siblings.

Encourage the education of children. They must be educated. Only through education will they be able to distinguish between right and wrong. They will be able to find a job.

We study hard and study hard.

Although we are impoverished due to nationalization, our country is very rich in natural resources, as you can learn from the book.

When I was a child, when I learned about Myanmar’s mineral resources, my hometown was always on the map of Myanmar. It was marked with a small symbol in the shape of an oil rig, Yenangyaung. I saw it right before my eyes. Every time I passed from one hill to another, I saw big oil rigs, big booms swinging here and there, extracting oil. Yes. Lots of oil. Oil means wealth.

The legacy of the oil rich people still remains in Yenangyaung. Isn't the name Dwingyi Min Su Ward named after the place where the descendants of Dwingyi Min lived? The Kyauksayan Pagoda is a donation made by the oil rich people who owned the oil wells. The large buildings with the three Buddhist scriptures carved on large marble slabs are still the charm of our town. I can still see the inscription on the stone wall of the Dwingyi Yoe U Tha Kan and the Parami Phek Khin Thin.

The income from the oil wells dug by hand, and then the income from the British government, which was only six cents per well, when they were under British rule, they could make such great donations, seize property by force, and extract it with machines. How much more money would people earn if they could do this? In 1939, the British had extracted 6.5 million barrels of oil. The income at that time was $35 million.

Not only oil, but also teak, iron ore, rubies, gold, jade, copper, and tin. You learned in the lesson. There are abundant natural resources. Because of the natural resources, we fell into colonialism. Some of the natural resources have been exhausted. Independence. Natural resources still remain. Even rice was still exported abroad. The Revolutionary Council era, the era of the Myanmar Socialist Path, the era of state peace and order, the era of state peace and development, the era has changed. I have also grown up and gained knowledge. Whether I want to accept it or not, I have to accept it.

When I was in the seventh grade, I learned Zawgyi's poem "Our Country" as a lesson. It was a poem that empowered us to enrich our knowledge. It is safe to say that there is nothing wrong with the curriculum in our country's education system.

Rise up, Myanmar, O Myanmar!

We bought our land in the village.

River and pond for drinking fresh water

There are also many honey bees.

When I was young, I loved poetry, but I couldn't fully understand it. What's so strange about rivers and lakes for fresh water and abundant sweet crops?

This is written down, so it's something. I don't know what.

When I got a little older and read a little more, I got to know the world. I got to know Asia a little more. Then I realized that not every country has a lot of rivers and lakes to drink fresh water. I saw firsthand the cases where people had to buy water from neighboring countries because they didn't have fresh water to drink, and the cases where they had to boil and purify dirty water because they didn't have fresh water to drink. Oh, my country didn't have to spend foreign money on water. We still export natural gas and oil to foreign countries, and even sell electricity to foreign countries. And yet, we were among the developing countries. That's amazing. Something is wrong. What's wrong?

When I read books here and there, and met with scholars, and talked and discussed, I saw that our country is a friend and a partner. There are developing countries like us. One thing in common is that they too used to be rich in natural resources like us. And yet, they are still at the level of a developing country.

Sometimes you fall into poverty. Sometimes you stay on the poverty line.

The more you have, the more you will be satisfied.

Poor people only have a good time.

The Buddha and the Buddha are the most important people in the world.

Preschool and school

Wandering around

I can't eat, I'm not full.

There will be no food offerings.

The way you said it was very cruel. Are we going to become like Yasaka? Is there a possibility of being reduced to a life of beggars? The expression "the cloth will be ruined" is apt, Master.

Rise up, Myanmar, O Myanmar!

Buy our village land, our village land.

The pagoda rice fields are also

The more you have, the more you will be satisfied.

If poverty lasts a long time,

You can't see it, you can't eat it.

The forest will be a paradise.

We have often heard the phrase "the poor man" in our neighborhood. Once rich, now everything is gone. We have to cut back on our spending. But the style is still there. Can you compare yourself to that phrase?

It can't be. Because one thing, I'm not sure if we've ever been to the "big life." Two things, we're definitely out of shape. We're not just whispering about our situation. We're making it public. So there has to be a better word than this. Let's leave it.

I read a book not long ago. It explained some things I didn't understand. I liked the book so much that I introduced it with a line or two in my novel "He'll Never Love You." It was Paul Collier's The Bottom Billion.

Economist Paul Collier is a great writer. He writes in a way that is easy for a layman like me to understand and is interesting. I can say that he captivated me from the very beginning.