ไม่มีเนื้อหา : หน้า 106/194

Sometimes in order to plant a tree, they had to level the soil first. Often her helpers ploughed up trees she had planted previously, but she never had a word of complaint. She just enjoyed herself planting trees, even though at that time she was over sixty. Often the young men helping her gave up before her out of exhaustion. She worked unflaggingly throughout the shadeless heat of the day. At one stage she became so physically weak from her labours that she didn’t even have the strength to rise from her bed — let alone walk. Fearing that she would die, her followers called a doctor from Chulalongkorn University who diagnosed her condition as undernourishment! She would keep on planting trees until four or five in the evening. Only then would she take a wash and prepare for evening chanting at 8.00 p.m.. Meditation would finish at nine or ten p.m. and they would go to rest. This was her daily routine throughout the period of construction of the temple. Every Friday, Luang Phaw Dhammajayo would make time to prepare for giving a sermon and leading meditation on the upcoming Sunday. He wouldn’t accept invitations anywhere else on the Saturday. He would merely receive guests if there were any and would sit in meditation for the whole of the rest of the day. Meanwhile on Friday, all the rest of the monks in the temple including Khun Phadet would lead volunteers who had come for the weekend, in meditation—before they helped Khun Yay with the planting out of trees. In the beginning, life at the new temple was full of hardship. There was hardly any drinking water