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 THE DUCKS OF   herd ducks and collect their eggs. Our   came down. “YUCK!!!” I screamed and
          mission at first seemed to be very exciting,
                                        jumped. Luckily, they had tap water not
          as I am an animal lover. I opened the
                                        far away so I was able to wash my
 WRATH    cage,  and  ducks  came  out  running    hands not long after.
          toward the rice paddy, quacking as they
                                          Nevertheless, while  my cousins
          tried to push each other out of their way.   continued to collect duck eggs, I chose
          It was such a mystifying experience   not to. I stood back and watched them
  : TRIN KANCHANAVASITA     : JIRAMET KINCHAGAWAT and PANNITA  PARADEEVISUT
          witnessing this massive flock of avian   bring back a big bucket full of them.
          moving before my eyes. However, there   Obviously the disgust from the event
 For most people, having to touch   was a problem. There was one duck   stayed with me for the rest of the day,
 animal  droppings  is  an  absolutely       which seemed to refuse to cooperate.   and throughout that time I didn’t feel at
 horrible experience. Unfortunately, I am   No matter how hard we tried to expel   all very well.
 one of those who have experienced it.   it,  it  didn’t  leave  its  cage.  So,  we            If there is anything to be learned
 It was when my cousins and I were   decided to enter and collect duck eggs   from this experience, it must be “Never
 visiting our uncle’s ranch in Sukhothai   with that duck still around. No sooner   trust animals you don’t know.” Even
 a couple of years ago. The place was   had I squatted down than it began    those who work with them can’t always
 very pleasant, with clean air and swaths   walking towards me. I was a little bit   predict their behavior. In my case I dealt
 of green surrounding us. A perfect   frightened,  because  I  didn’t  know   with a potentially harmless animal, but
 pastoral idyll, to say, until something   whether it was going to attack me.   how about those such as tigers and
 went very, very wrong.   we arrived there, so we needn’t wait   While I was trying to make up my mind   lions? It clearly shows that you should
 On that fateful morning we woke   very long until the sun came up. The   of  what  to  do,  the  duck  continued        be careful with everything, even if you
 up pretty early. We did so because I   scene was marvelous, the golden light   walking, getting closer and closer as   believe it is not dangerous. But what if
 wanted  to  photograph  the  sunrise,   of the rising sun reflecting off both the   each  second  ticked  by.  Finally,  I              I had a chance to go collect duck eggs
 something I hadn’t done for a very long   clouds above and the water in the rice   decided to be brave and braced myself   again? I would probably take it!
 time. We got on our bicycles and then   paddy below. It was then that I thought   to reach out to touch the animal. It didn’t
 my cousins and I headed off from the   it was going to be a perfect day, and   quack or bite, so I began to feel quite
 house where we were staying into the   that nothing could have gone wrong.   comfortable. I continued collecting the
 rice fields in order to get the best view   The next activity we would do was   eggs, but just as I reached out to pick
 possible. It was just before dawn when   to help the farmers who worked there   up one near its bottom, the droppings
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