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It is a small pond far away from the town. There is an army of frogs from nowhere setting a village around it. I call the village, "Gob-nai-gala" in Thai. In English, Gob= frog, nai=in, gala=coconut shell. The frogs in all sides never crossed to another side. Each frog own one coconut shell. Among them, there is a young male frog named "Choke" . He lays in his DIY hammock under his coconut shell everyday and sing the songs happily. He is different from most frog because he created his own way to enjoy himself which lift the coconut shell half way from the ground while the others stay inside, under the shells. The other shells only ajar enough to get-in and go-out.
Every frog stays in its space, its own GALA and only leave from the shell when searching for food. They will jump into the pond and head back directly to their own shells"homes". None goes out of the directly or stop at other shells. Also Choke, he does the same as everyone else.
One day after he fetched for food and fill his stomach enough for the day then he comes back to his hammock. He is lying on it and thinking, " I want to know, what do other frogs store inside their shells? What do their shell look like? Do they comfortable like mine?" Immediately, he is jumping off the hammock and walking to other frogs's shells in the same side. He knocks on each shells to call the owner and politely requests to get inside. He spent time until visited all in the same side of his space. He found out, none of the other shells look like his. The only darkness is all the other frogs have in their shells and ugly mold on top of the shells both inside and outside. None can compare to his shell. His space and the open shell with a DIY hammock are fantastic. The air flows through, bright and free of mold. However, he is still curious to know about the inside shells of the frogs in the other sides of the pond. If they will be different. Eventually, he prepares and collapses his hammock, flip his coconut shell up. He ties the hammock inside the shells and drags the whole into the pond.
to be continue...
AI (copilot) version
Far away from town, there is a small, quiet pond. Around this pond lives an army of frogs who appeared from nowhere and built a tiny village. I call this village “Gob‑nai‑gala.”
In Thai:
gob = frog
nai = in
gala = coconut shell
Each frog owns one coconut shell, and none of them ever crosses to another side of the pond. Every frog stays in its own shell, its own gala, and only leaves when searching for food. They jump into the pond, find what they need, and return straight home. No one stops at another frog’s shell. Even Choke, a young male frog, follows this rule.
But Choke is different.
Every day, he lies in his DIY hammock under his coconut shell and sings happily. While other frogs keep their shells barely open — just enough to get in and out — Choke lifts his shell halfway off the ground. His space is bright, airy, and free of mold. The others live in darkness, their shells covered with ugly mold inside and out.
One day, after he fetched his food and filled his stomach for the day, Choke returned to his hammock. As he lay there, he wondered:
“What do other frogs keep inside their shells? What do their homes look like? Are they comfortable like mine?”
Without waiting another moment, he jumped off his hammock and walked to the nearby shells on his side of the pond. He knocked politely on each one, asking to come inside. He visited every frog on his side and discovered that none of their shells looked like his. All were dark, cramped, and moldy. None could compare to his bright, open space with a handmade hammock.
Still, Choke remained curious.
What about the frogs on the other sides of the pond? Would their shells be different?
Eventually, he made up his mind. He packed up his hammock, flipped his coconut shell upright, tied the hammock inside, and began dragging the whole thing toward the pond.
To be continued…