General Aung San - The Autobiography of General Aung San

General Aung San's autobiography

In the dry zone of Burma, called the Middle Plain, in Magway County, now Yenangyaung District, about halfway along the Pyinmana-Kyaukpadaung railway line, there is a small town with a large market for goods and services, which is a dry zone of land, rich in sesame, beans and oil. Near the railway station are a few row houses and a few brokers' shops built by the railway. Around the station are peanut fields. Beyond these fields, if you look eastward, you can see the mountains that look like a mountain range in the background, and the caves of the monks who sit in meditation.

About 400 yards northwest of the station, on the bank of a stream about half a mile wide, there is a small village called Khapaung Kone (or Ngai Htoo) with about a hundred houses. On the other side (west bank) of the stream, there are some fields, fields and gardens. Beyond that, on a sloping hill, there is a settlement of about 200 houses, fenced off to the east. About 300 yards west of that settlement is a village of about 100 houses. To the north of the settlement is a monastery of the highest Burmese school (as the old people say). Beyond that settlement is a market square where a five-day market is held. Beyond that are the police barracks. Near that is the post office. A short distance to the northwest of the post office is another settlement of about 150 houses. Directly east of the post office, across the street and across the green field, about a hundred yards away, next to a monastery, is the town clerk's office.

In the middle of the small pagodas, surrounded by a large brick wall about 15 feet high and at right angles to the monastery, there is a large, golden pagoda and a magnificent pavilion, a temple, and a pond. Among these villages, the most beautiful houses and shops, like those of a large village, are located, and the village is located on the hill on the west bank of the aforementioned Tae Chaung Gyi.

According to historical records, the temple was founded by King Pili Yakkha. However, according to my own records, it was founded around the time of King Anawrahta of the Bagan era. At the northern end of the temple, in the largest circle of houses in the village, there was a huge house. Originally, it was high enough to accommodate an elephant and had many rooms, but now it was only about eight feet high. The house was only three and a half feet high. That house was the house of the chief of the town of Natmauk during the time of the ancient Burmese king. Now the house is gone. I was born in the small room behind that house.

When I was born, the railway to Natmauk had not yet been built. But the purpose was already there. It was not a small town like it is now, but a large village. In the morning and evening, the sound of the bells and

The time was 1915. It was February, the second year of the First World War. At that time, Germany was causing great trouble to the British Navy with its submarines. On the Western Front, where France and Germany were fighting, the first major battles were in an endless stalemate, with no progress or retreat. On the Eastern Front, where Russia was fighting, the great battles of Masuria and Vosges were taking place.

On February 13th of that year. In the year 1276, on the first day of the new moon of the month of Tabaung, I first came to the human world. According to the famous astrologer Kiro, February (13) is the day of birth for those who are capable of overthrowing the government of a country. At that time, no one thought that I was a rebel born on that day. My birth name was (Htin Lin). However, I was called Aung Aung San after my older brother, Ko Aung Than. I was not unusual at birth, but since I was a child who could sit up, I was special. I became a genius.

When I was young, I could hardly speak, but my parents were worried that I might be deaf. I had a fever. I was a glutton. I loved meat and fish. My mother would sometimes take me with her when she went shopping. My mother told me that she would force me to eat raw meat. I don't know if I came from a savage life, but I still have a tendency to live like a savage. I rarely interacted with civilized people. My eyesight was very bad. At that time, I wanted to separate myself from civilized people and say that I was a savage. The savage was tough. Tough. But he was straight. Steadfast. Independent. Healthy. Strong. I like the sound of my horse Sai Nyaungkai.

In my mind, I think it is a very fresh and fresh life. Even if a person in Burma wants to live a barbarian life, if he can live freely and happily, I would like it a hundred times more than a life without freedom. I want to live freely and happily on the green and wide wild plains, playing with my hands and shouting.

When I was young, I was very fond of playing musical instruments and dancing. I was especially fond of the zither. I would always play it on a table or anywhere I could find something to play, and my hands still have the ability to play it regularly. However, when I grew up a little, my parents did not allow me to play musical instruments. I don't know if it was just a hobby at first, but now I have almost lost that passion.

As a child, I still didn't understand the fact that people are flexible. I didn't try to understand, I didn't want to try. I was very rude and uncivilized when I spoke. Even when I was eight years old, I couldn't speak to monks in the same way as monks. My behavior was rough. I didn't know how to behave. I was dirty. I was still in bed at night until I was four, five, or six years old. I still remember praying to the stove every night and saying, "Oh, my God, I'm going to the stove, I'm going to the stove." When I was fifteen, I was still in another house. At that time, I had passed the sixth grade at Yenangyaung National High School and was entering the seventh grade.

My eldest brother also passed his B.A. in Mathematics with honors that year and came with me to work as a teacher at our school in Yenangyaung, just like his old school. At that time, the way to Yenangyaung from Natmauk was to take a train to Taungdwingyi, from Taungdwingyi to Michaungye, from Michaungye to Yenangyaungye by boat or by bus to Magway, and then by boat to Magway. It took 2 days. The next day, we took a train and a car through Kyaukpadaung to Yenangyaungye. That year, we went through Magway. In Magway, we stayed at a friend’s house with a young and pretty girl. As a young man, I didn’t like being alone in a house, I was very shy. I was even more shy when I was with a girl. Therefore, I was so shy that I couldn’t hold it in when I went to bed. I also knew later. I was so insensitive. I was the youngest of my siblings. Therefore, by my family standards, I was the most wanted. I was recognized as the worst not only by my neighbors but also by my fellow villagers.

My older brother, Ko Aung Than, and I are only three or four years apart in age. He and I used to fight when we were young. He was fast. I was strong. I used to throw things without thinking. He was thin. I was a prince, and I was tough. He was a picky eater. He didn't eat well, and if he fell on the ground while eating, he wouldn't eat either. I would pick up food and eat it if I could. He wore clothes neatly.

I don't wear it, I

My town is a remote area. When I was young, our place was more rural than it is now. At that time, there was only one barber called (Kalipha). So, there was no one in the village. When we shaved our heads, sometimes we had to ask our neighbors who were good at shaving. Sometimes our father shaved himself. My father has been dead for over 15 years now.

My father's behavior is very similar to mine. He doesn't say a word all day. He has a bad face. He has many bad habits. He is not polite, he doesn't show off, he just knows what he is doing. He is rough in his movements and his manner. He doesn't give in if he is refused. However, his heart is very straight. He speaks his mind. Not to mention, even though he passed the bar exam, we don't remember him being a lawyer. He only did business by trading. And the business was only possible because of the help of our mother's relatives. If someone else shaved our heads, we would be very gentle. Our father would not shave his head properly, but would forcefully push it down. It was very painful. We would get a headache when we shaved our heads. But every time my brother shaved his head, he would always cry. Every time he cried, he would be slapped on the head. I didn't cry, he was beaten. That's why he got slapped on the head, and my brother was quick-tempered. Of the four of us, the second oldest, Ko Nay Aung, was patient and gentle. He never fought with anyone in his life. I was a quiet person. My older brother, Ko Aung Than, never got hurt by others. He was the one who took the lead. I was the one who got hurt by others. He didn't know how to lift me up, he didn't know how to fall behind, he was very stubborn and stubborn.

Once, while I was staying at a village about ten miles away with my parents, a boy of the same age from that village called me "Chief, Chief." I was very fond of him and gave him a white palm leaf every time he called me. I don't lie. I don't lie, and if I did, I would immediately tell him the truth. The monastery where we lived was closed on Sabbaths. However, the boys went to school to fetch water and do the same work as the elders. One day, in the afternoon,

The monk ordered the students to sleep and not play if they had no work. When he asked all the students if they didn't want to sleep, they all said yes, but the monk liked it. The monk asked me specifically if Aung San didn't want to sleep, and I said no, my lord. The monk just smiled and stayed there.

When I was young, I used to sit in a corner and think, but I was usually very shy and did not get along with children. I did not practice much when I played, but when I did, I was rough. I liked rough games, I liked to play boxing, hitting soldiers, etc., but I did not like to play ball, and I did not like to do dirty work.

In short, my childhood was very poor. The dirt, the sloppiness, the uneven

I had a rebellious spirit since my childhood. I was a great thinker. I thought of various ways to rebel to get Burma back from the British. Sometimes I had a dream. Sometimes I wanted to find a fortune teller. I wanted to save Burma with the power of a fortune teller. I didn’t fight often, but I can’t say that I was particularly brave, I was very afraid of ghosts. I rarely fought. My brother Ko Aung Than fought often. U Aung beat him and he ran home. So I was beaten up often and my parents were beaten up. I wasn’t like that, I only fought once. Then when people fought each other, I won. When I fought each other, I couldn’t avoid it, so I was hit by a shoe and my head was broken. Then I chased my opponent, but I was not brave enough. Until then, I was brave. I felt dizzy and when I looked at my head and saw blood, I realized that I had a head injury. I started crying. My courage was gone. I sometimes wanted to bully my peers. Once, while I was in the monastery, two students were playing badminton with their foreheads touching each other, and one of them got injured. So, the parents of the students who were injured went to the monk to complain, and the monk ordered that all students were not allowed to play this game, either inside or outside the school premises. My brothers and I did not like this rule, so we played in the village in defiance. When two other students saw us playing, they went to the monk to complain, and the monk called my mother and uncles and beat us severely in front of them. At first, I was embarrassed, but later, I could not bear it anymore and started crying. I still hate the student who went to complain. This kind of complaining to superiors who are more interested in work than in the face of love has been a special abomination to me since I was a child. In modern schools, this kind of behavior should not be encouraged and should be eradicated from students. This kind of behavior is a bad habit. My parents were quite wealthy. They were landowners and had to deal with the poor a lot. My mother was a wealthy woman, but she was fair and kind-hearted.

However, I was particularly saddened when the poor people were unable to pay their debts and were scolded. At that time, I saw clearly the evil of the usury system. Many poor people have no reason to be upset if they take out a loan. This system should be urgently corrected today. In addition, all the debts of the poor should be canceled. I have no doubt that these debts will be only the interest on the loan. As for me, I am from a great family. When the Chinese invaded Bagan under the leadership of Genghis Khan, my ancestors did not want to be under the rule of foreigners and fled to the area where I was born.

When Alaungpaya established the third kingdom, the country was in chaos. U Aung Zeya from Shwebo region rose up, and our descendant, Pin Mingyi U Mya (I don't remember his title), also planned to take control of his region and establish the Burmese throne. Later, when he heard about Alaungpaya, he sent people to investigate. When he heard about Alaungpaya's glory, he entered Alaungpaya and sacrificed his life to serve him.

I heard that King Khampat, who was a long-serving minister during the reign of King Mindon, was a descendant of ours. One of King Mindon's physicians (his name was U Kyaw Zan, but his title is unknown) was also a descendant of ours. The writer of the Songdantha Myaing was U Kyaw Zan's grandson. Ashin Agga Ma Madhi was also a descendant of the other kings. Next to us was the chief of Natmauk. He was literate, intelligent, and skillful. He was also a man of heart, I heard. He lost his job because he did not get along with the governor above him, so he went to the golden city of Mandalay and died while still serving.

(I will write briefly, in the past there was a diary called a daily record. I have forgotten what it was called. In the notebooks found in our (neighbor's) house, we found notes about what we did every day, where we went, etc.) We have an elder brother and two younger brothers. The elder brother is the chief of the Yangon port. The younger brother is called U Bwa U, the governor of Taluk. He is the apprentice of the Myin Kun Myin Khon Tai. Among these princes, he used to rob and earn money for the Myin Kun prince. When Nay Pyi Taw found out about this, U Bwa U was removed from his position. Because of the loyalty of his servant, the fact that the matter was not revealed, and the time when he was a gentle king like King Mindon, he was spared.

The famous U Min Rauang (Bo La Rauang) was my grandmother's nephew. U Min Rauang was a martial artist. He trained the most ridiculous people. One of his disciples (I don't remember his name) used to laugh loudly and long after the others had died in the plays. Bo Min Rauang saw this kind of laughter and was delighted and rewarded him. Once, his disciple and his brother, the governor U Min Maung, fought a boxing match on their grandmother's Mae Taw Pyan. U Min Rauang's disciple lost, but his brother U Min Maung won, so he rewarded his disciple with a piece of cloth. Then Bo La Rauang refused to accept it and rewarded his disciple with a cloth even though he had lost.

Once, he wanted to eat chicken soup, so he asked his brother U Min Maung to kill a chicken. U Min Maung was a talkative person, unlike Bo La Rau. He played the harp and sang. He spoke sweetly. It is said that he was a favorite of his superior. U Min Maung could not kill a chicken, so Bo La Rau killed it himself and cooked it. He did not feed the soup to his brother, but fed it to the dogs. (This is all I know about my family.)

Student life

My mother and father were both intelligent people. My father came third in the entire country in the bar exam. All my brothers were intelligent. However, my second brother was very lazy in school and did not excel like the other brothers. My brothers, cousins, and uncles all excelled in their respective school exams. Our parents were very keen on education. They sent my brothers to school when they were five years old. I was the youngest and I was left to my own devices, so I did not start school until I was eight.

 

I will tell you about my school days. My elder brother Aung Than was ordained when he was about 11 years old. At that time, Ko Aung Than was in the 6th grade of Burmese. I was only 8 years old but I had not yet started school. When Ko Aung Than and I were ordained at the ordination ceremony, I also wanted to be ordained, so I was very anxious to get ordained. At that time, my mother said that the person who ordained the monk would be literate, so she promised to go to school and started school there. I managed to pass the grade four and 10. I was the ninth best in the entire Burmese nation in the English-Burmese seventh grade examination and received a high school scholarship. I was the first in the Buddhist school and the national school and received the U Shwe Kho award, and after that I stayed at the University of Yangon for 6 and a half years. Because of my political beliefs, I did not study school papers and only passed the (B.A.) level.

In my senior year of B.A., I was a student strike leader and was too busy with work, so I missed the B.A. exam for a year. Then I took the B.A. exam. I didn’t attend classes regularly, didn’t have books, didn’t keep notes, didn’t read the papers, and only pursued my own political interests, so I failed the B.A. exam in the first year. This was the first and last failure in my life. Although I failed, I didn’t get a first place in the first question, which was the history of law. I didn’t finish the second year of B.A. I didn’t finish the second year. Considering the situation of war in Europe before the Munich Agreement and the unrest in Burma, I left school halfway through the year to work for the country and became a monk.

When I was in the Burmese language school, there was one thing that I was not particularly happy about. That was the ban on playing, jumping, climbing trees, swimming, and working. My parents also had the same opinion on this. We were not allowed to learn physical activities such as climbing trees and swimming. If we were seen climbing trees, we would be criticized. If we were seen swimming, we would be beaten. Therefore, until today, I have had the opportunity to be intellectually gifted, but I have not had the opportunity to be physically gifted, and I am very flawed. As in Yenangyaung National School, we were poor and could not afford to have a place to play, jump, and practice, and equipment.

In Burma, some of the ideas of the monks and elders should be revised to suit the times. Otherwise, knowledge is not just knowledge in books and papers. Knowledge is infinitely broad and deep. Even all the books in the world make us scholars in the world-wide school, from the cradle to the earth. Therefore, education cannot be said to be complete in one's lifetime. An educated person is only one who has cultivated the intellect that is capable of considering everything in the world according to the opportunity, and the attitude and spirit of his own intellect (Emotion of Education). Even if you pass the BA, if you do not understand the natural meaning of knowledge well, it will not be of any real use.

Knowledge is not only in books. It must be able to see beyond books. Knowledge not only improves and expands a person's intellect, but also improves a person's attitude and ideas. It must soften a person's will and work. It must not only know history, but also create history. It must not only know the world, but also

We must be able to expand our knowledge of the world. We must not only know the first knowledge, but also be able to explore new lands, new waters, forests, and mountains. We must not only understand the world, but also create a better world. This is just a brief description of knowledge. Knowledge must be compared to time, place, and time. Even if we have great intelligence and no understanding, we cannot understand the more mysterious and expansive new era. If we do not know the world and only gain knowledge of the world, we cannot fully utilize the value of the world. If we do not compare it with the problems of the country and the situation of the era, we cannot build a country or reform the era. A person who does not change his ideology from birth to death cannot be said to be educated. The attitudes and beliefs that a person first perceives in his life are not true, but must be changed. Today's ideas and