Costs in Myanmar

"Markku Grönroos" schreef in bericht
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There are beggars in Helsinki.
Yes, and also in Spain, France, Belgium, Italy and and lot of other
countries...

In article , "Dieter Aa"
Dieter says...

We didn't meet any beggars in Myanmar last December. Not saying that
there are none, just that we didn't see any. It may be a poor country
but you are not confronted with poverty on the streets. Possibly most
people have enough to live.

Up to my knowledge, all people in Myamnar have enough FOOD to live.
And, yes, there are beggars in Myanmar. I have seen at least 5 people
begging for money last month
(in KyengTong, Sittwe, also in Bago)

Read my post. I didn't write that there are no beggars in Myanmar - just
that we didn't see any.
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"Alfred Molon" ..
"Dieter Aa" Dieter says...

We didn't meet any beggars in Myanmar last December. Not saying that
there are none, just that we didn't see any. It may be a poor country
but you are not confronted with poverty on the streets. Possibly most
people have enough to live.

Up to my knowledge, all people in Myamnar have enough FOOD to live.
And, yes, there are beggars in Myanmar. I have seen at least 5 people
begging for money last month
(in KyengTong, Sittwe, also in Bago)

Read my post. I didn't write that there are no beggars in Myanmar - just
that we didn't see any.
Alfred Molon

OK, fair enough
I was just stating that last month, I have _seen_ several.

I also have _seen_ prisoners in uniform, working on the road.

There were a couple of young Burmese kids that came up to me and asked
for change while in Mae Sai (Thailand), and as soon as I began
speaking a bit of Burmese with them, other Burmese kids who were
within ear-shot soon joined them. I didn't want to give them money,
thinking that they may have been 'working' for an adult who makes them
beg and then takes most of what they bring in. (I had seen a group of
a dozen fairly young Akha hill tribe girls in native costume and
wearing vendor baskets full of jewelry standing in a semi-circle and
being given stern direction by an older Arabic-looking man in Chiang
Mai, and came to the conclusion that the girls were part of his vendor
girl 'stable'.) I ended up distributing my bag of beef jerky as
widely as possible to the kids by tearing it into small squares,
though sadly some of the kids had to walk away empty-handed, with one
boy of about 4 or 5 years of age following me around for about 10
minutes and looking up at me with an extended hand and big brown eyes
on the verge of tears. Lesson learned...

I did encounter an adult begger in the form of a Burmese girl in her
early- to mid- twenties at Paung Do Oo (sp?) Pagoda on Inle Lake. She
ployed me with puppy dog eyes over brown thanaka-streaked cheeks, a
comely smile, a slender out-stretched hand and a sob story in Burmese
about how she has four hungry children at home and a husband that
walked out on her because they always fought; I ended up sending her
away with some Granola Bars for her kids. I guess I'm just a soft
touch...

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