Supannee khanchanathiti biography of rory

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After that
the king made him the ruler of Mon.
So it was that Makato, who had once been a poor orphan, became the king of
that prosperous kingdom. He looked along the stall and caught sight of a basket full of lettuce seed. For a long time, he could not think of a way to use it so that it would earn money for him.

One day, he passed by a stall in the market where the seeds of many different plants were sold.

Makato waited for an opportunity, then knelt down and proudly presented his biggest lettuces to the king.

“Where did you get this?” the king asked, surprised.

“I grew them from the cowrie shell you gave me, Your Majesty,” answered Makato, beaming with a smile.

“How could you do that?” asked the puzzled king.

Makato told the king the whole story.

He left his village and set out in the wide world .He walked along cheerfully, enjoying new insights and talking to the people he met on the way. “I heard that the land is fertile and the people are kind. I
wish I could see that land for myself.” His eyes sparkled with excitement.
“The land you wish to go to is called Sukhothai,” said his employer.

Help yourself.”

Makato paid the woman his one cowrie shell .Then, he dipped his finger into the pile of seeds. Day by day, he cleared more ground and planted more lettuce seedlings until the kitchen garden was covered with them. He could grow small plants like that. It was Pra Ruang himself. He was so loyal that the king trusted him absolutely.

He worked hard and well, and the mahout and his wife grew fond of him.

One day, the sky was clear and the weather so fine, it seemed to Makato that it must be a lucky day. “I’m so thirsty.”

“Where did you come from?

If he could work with this kind of woman, he would have a place to sleep, some food to eat and perhaps someday, he might be lucky enough to see the king.

The old woman was one of the Pra Ruang Mahouts, which meant that she helped the mahout find the food for the elephant and clean out the elephants’ sheds. That must be right for one cowrie shell.”

“Well, why not?” said the amused woman at his suggestions.

Wherever he went, his employers praised him for being sensible, hardworking, good-tempered and cheerful.

One fine evening after he had finished chopping up a big pile of wood, he sat down to rest and thought of all he would like to do in the future. Haven’t you any family?” the old woman asked again.

“I come from the City of Mon over there,” replied Makato.

“Good heavens!

He
watered the seed bed every day and soon the young plants appeared.