This week Pegman takes us to Shewdagon Pagoda in Myanmar. Your mission, if you choose to accept it, is to write up to 150 words inspired by this week’s location. Feel free to use the image supplied in the prompt, or take to Google maps and find your own view with in the borders of Myanmar.
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Word Count: 150
Muu Yi tugged at the wang around her neck. “It makes my shoulders hurt, Aahwarr.”
“You only have five coils.” Her grandmother glanced up from her loom and grinned. “Wait until you have eighteen like me.”
“Why do we wear them when a lot of the women in the village don’t?”
“Modern girls. They care nothing for tradition.” Aahwarr hunched over her weaving and clucked her tongue. Then she straightened. “Listen. I will tell you a story. Thousands of years ago, a sorcerer fell in love with and married a dragon. The dragon laid three eggs which became the Pa-Oh, the Karen and our tribe the Padaung. To honor our dragon mother we make our necks look like hers.”
“I am proud to wear the rings.” Muu Yi clapped her hands. “I like that story.”
“So do the tourists, little one.” Aahwarr patted her granddaughter’s cheek. “So do the tourists.”