The monk with a woman's sarong around his head (From: Stimulating stories from Northern Thailand; nr 42)
This is about a monk. No, not the monk in our temple, good heavens no! Another temple – very far away. And that monk had sex with a woman. He was her lover.
The village is now called Nong Kheng but it used to be called Nong Khuaj Deng or 'Red Dick Pond'. It was a city then, too, with a king and everything. You can still see a kind of mound where the city used to be.
Another story about someone who wanted to sleep with his older brother's wife. She was pregnant, and her husband was on a business trip. But how could he bring that neatly?
When the world was still peaceful… (From: Stimulating stories from Northern Thailand; nr 39)
This happened a very long time ago. Then all animals, trees and grasses could still speak. They lived together according to Indra's (*) law: if an animal dreams that it is eating something delicious, then the next day that dream may come true. And the animals acted accordingly.
Why doesn't your big toe have a nail? (From: Stimulating stories from Northern Thailand; nr 38)
This is about a monk who lived in the temple for a very long time. He was strict with his novice Chan. At that time, the sacred scriptures were written on dried palm leaves. When the monk got up in the morning, he took a metal engraving needle and sat down at a desk with a palm leaf on it.
You don't give a worm to a caught fish, do you? (From: Stimulating stories from Northern Thailand; nr 37)
This is a story about a member of the Khamu tribe. They are Laotians and live in Vientiane (*). Laos used to be less developed and it was difficult to get around there. Their income was only three rupees a year. Yes, in those days rupees were used. (**)
Pooping while lying on your back (From: Stimulating stories from Northern Thailand; nr 36)
This story is about I Muaj; her father was Chinese. She was now 16 or 17 years old and was as horny as a kitchen tarp. (*) And she wanted to do 'it' with a man. She wanted to know what it's like when a man and a woman are lustful. About the birds and the bees, you know!
Uncle Kaew Fooling the Karen (From: Tantalizing Stories from Northern Thailand; no. 35)
The story about Uncle-Kaew-who-fooled-Karen. Uncle-Kaew-etc was a cunning fellow, He often traveled in Karen country to trade, and therefore wanted to know their manners and customs. Their way of doing housework, eating and drinking and sleeping.
This story is about a woman from Central Thailand and a monk of Yong descent. (*) They did not understand each other's language. The monk lived in the temple in the village where a community of twenty families lived. The woman settled there. She was a pious woman who liked to do good deeds; every morning she made food for the monks.
The Karen in a thorny bamboo tree… (From: Stimulating stories from Northern Thailand; nr 33)
Another story about a Karen couple. That couple went into the jungle to cut down bamboo. Bamboo trees are big, and tall, and prickly as you know. So they brought a ladder that they put against a group of bamboo trees. The man climbed high to cut bamboo.
This story played in the Li community. If you travel from Lamphun to Li you have to cross the Li river. And there used to be no bridge there. But the Northern Thai living there with the name Panja, which means 'common sense', had a boat and also brought people to the other side.
A wall of the Wat Mutchima Witayaram (Khon Kaen, Ban Phai, 1917) is painted with scenes from the Vessantara Jataka.
The man who killed his wife and her suitor (From: Tantalizing stories from Northern Thailand; nr 29)
This story is already a generation old. It is about a man in Long Ku Mon village. He killed his wife after he killed her suitor first. No one knew he had done it. And he also let her parents pay for the cremation…
Want to see, feel, or just talk? (From: Stimulating stories from Northern Thailand; nr 28)
The saying goes 'You don't know for sure until you've seen it. But feeling something is even better than seeing something.' This is true for a long-married couple who had no children. And that seemed to be the woman's fault.
The man who fooled his father-in-law. And .. who still likes it? (From: Stimulating stories from Northern Thailand; no. 27)
There's a story about that. And if you're reading this, you have to admit that there used to be stupid people. No, not just stupid, but stupid! It's about a son-in-law who made laab, chopped raw meat with spices.
They were husband and wife and walked every day from the forest to the market to sell firewood. each carried a bundle of wood; one of the bundles was sold, the other was taken home. They earned a few cents that way. Then that day the man met the governor of the city and he asked him, 'What are you doing with those pennies?'