Though the Monkey is in a Hurry, the Olive Branch is
paying the man, Thomas walked towards the rain-worn bell tower with his hand in
his pocket feeling the newly acquired booty. The large gray tower looked more
like a castle rampart than a bell tower with its crenellated edges. Finding
refuge in the church he sat alone and began to feel secure again. The piece of
paper was stained from moisture so he placed it on his lap and unfolded it
slowly. It was another Kachin Proverb:
THOUGH THE MONKEY IS IN A HURRY,
THE OLIVE BRANCH IS NOT
his eyes and feeling the infinite abyss of helplessness for a moment, he knew
inertia could be slippery when trying to stop. Turning it over he came across
TU NE CEDE MALIS, SED CONTRA AUDENTIOR ITO
He cursed himself under his breath he never took Latin at
school when he had the chance.
The metal object was a grandfather key, an iron key for old doors and
sitting for a while fighting off the butterflies and trying to see the wisdom
of the tree branch, he explored the church, plain in its design, but didn't see
anything. Outside, surrounded by dry, scorched vegetation indigenous to these
parts, he couldn't find the cornerstone but he found the same thriteen olive
branches on a worn patch of pewtered lead on the side of the church, so he
walked around to the back where he saw two massive teak trees with long
branches towering over the church.
be a monkey," he muttered to himself. "Be an olive branch." For a moment he was
at a loss in the dreaded still of the afternoon, then walked around the corner
where he saw an open door. Bold with betel juice, he poked his head through.
I'm sorry," he said. "I didn't mean to startle you." A man behind a desk had
the collar of a reverend and the smiled creases around the edges of his mouth
of a good-hearted person. His eyes penetrated the dusty lenses of his
come in," he said, waving his hand. "You're not disturbing me." With a very
respectful gait, Thomas half-bowed his head, entered the low-ceilinged room and
introduced himself. The pastor, who looked like he was in his sixties, kept his
eyes on Thomas, watchful, showing subtle appreciation for the bow.
am Pastor Ko Pauk. Welcome to my church." White shirt stained with dirt around
the collar hanging off his shoulders as if it was two sizes too big. The wooden
furniture was ancient and cobwebs hung from the wooden rafters overhead.
I've been inside. It is a beautiful church." The Pastor gave him a friendly
is modest but has history." Thomas felt uneasy and impatient, but he kept the
second proverb in mind.
old is the church?" The Pastor put his hands together in front of his frayed
church was built in 1858 by that man." He pointed to the corner of the room
where there was a dusty portrait of Eugenio Kin Caid. Thomas was drawn to the
portrait. It read:
KACHIN BAPTIST CHURCH
EUGENIO KIN CAID
HTA MAN MAW (GA DU)
he stared at the American missionary on the wall, with his Cherokee cheekbones
and strong hairline, he wondered if he knew of the connection between the Red
Man and the Kachin people. Was that why he had built communities here, like the
stone building that he was standing in? Did he follow a truth when others had
no idea why?
"Did you ever meet him?" The
Pastor smiled and then was briefly lost in reveries in his recollections.
"No. He was before my time.
But he was the minister when my father was a boy." He took out a photograph
from a drawer in his desk. "This is my father and Reverend Kin Caid right
before he departed. My father is second from the right." It was a group photo
with a number of small boys with a few American missionaries.
is this man here?" Thomas pointed at a young man directly beside Eugenio, both
standing at a slight angle towards one another. Pastor Ko Pauk put on his
is Pastor William Crow. He was his favorite and most devoted student of
Reverend Kin Kaid. I knew him well when I was younger. A very honorable man.
Paster Crow preached in Upper Burma his whole life and died here. He founded
the Methodist Church in Myskyina." There was something about Pastor Crow that
he spend most of his life at the church in Myskyina? Or did he preach at other
churches in the country?"
sometimes preached in other churches but he made his home in Myskyina. He was
very passionate about the Kachin people. So was Pastor Kin Kaid. They had a lot
in common. They believed the Kachin people were related to the original
Americans. It was their area of interest that brought them to Burma." Thomas
knew he was speaking to the one person who could give him the irection he
excuse my ignorance Pastor Ko Pauk, but how would they be related to the Kachin
believed - and they weren't the only ones - that the American Indian originally
came from Tibet and Kachin State in Upper Burma. They did much research in
Kachin and Tibet." His mind busy with questions, he took a moment.
"So would that would mean
that they themselves were part Native American Indian then?"
correct. I think they said that most of the pure Kachin people have
intermarried with other races so it is difficult to find tall Kachin people
with a straight nose and high forehead like the pure-blooded American Indian."
Thomas was biting his lip. "But they believed they came from the same root."
"Did they visit Tibet to look
for Kachin people?" Geckoes darted across the wall moving like little golf
pencils on wheels.
Particularly Pastor Crow. He believed Tibetans were the most like the American
Indian. He said that there were connections between both peoples that are very
you remember what kind of connections?"
or excuse me, Pastor Crow thought there was an ancient relationship. He
believed that both people came from the same original source but that there was
a migration east across the Bering Ocean to America. He detailed the
correlations in ancient animist belief systems between the Tibetans, the Kachin
people and the American Indians. He was adamant that the peoples who crossed
the Bering Strait were not Chinese at all. They were from one of the Ten Lost
Tribes of Israel spoken about in the Book of Genesis."
you know what happened to all that research he did? Was there a library or
archive that he left it to? Or to his family?" Pastor Ko Pauk looked in the
corner of the room for a moment, as if he had just remembered something.
sorry but you have just reminded me of something I have been meaning to do for
some time now." He walked to some boxes in the corner of the room. "I hope you
don't think I'm rude, but if I don't do it now then I will surely forget."
Pastor Ko Pauk lifted the top box off and then proceeded to dig through a stack
of papers and files. A moment later he removed a thin book, a notebook and some
papers in his hand.
he said, handing Thomas the thin book. "I recall a passage from Reverend Hanson
who preached here years ago. Please read it. You may find it of interest." It
was titled Glimpses of Kachin Traditions and Customs. Thomas read the
Many are found with
complexion and features remarkably like the American Indians, while others
might hail from southern Europe. Some measure close to six feet and present a
fine physique. The women are somewhat smaller, but most of them are strongly
built, and they are able to endure a great deal of hardship.
"Thomas' eyes widened in exasperation.
Crow used to like to call the Kachins by their real name: The Chingpaws."
does it mean?"
means man and it is believed to have originated from Tibet."
even sounds like a Red Indian word," he said. "Like Chippewa. Or Choctaw."
are some of my old notes that I took when I was younger. You see, my father was
also interested in this connection and through his own readings started
believing in a very real common source." He flipped through some papers. "Yes,
here it is. Reverend Kin Caid, upon his departure, left his research to his
apprentice Revered Crow. But you see, Reverend Crow died here in Myanmar and
there was some confusion as to where his papers would go." Pastor Ko Pauk put
the paper down and took off his eyeglasses.
he married? Did he have a family?"
married near the end of his life before he was killed. This added to the
confusion I believe." Thomas recalled Crow's death was in 1965.
hope you don't mind me asking, but you said he was killed. How did he die?" It
was when he asked the question that he had a good idea of why William Lewis
Crow was killed.
is also unclear, at least the details of it. But it seems as if he was murdered
by mercenaries for being accused of trafficking stolen property and artifacts
from the Kingdom of Tibet. But you see, those were sketchy times. The Chinese
had invaded Tibet and there was a lot of dispersion of peoples and many things
were lost. And many misunderstandings arose. I don't think it was ever fully
explained. What we know for sure is that his body was found in Mandalay after
an extended tour in Upper Burma and Tibet. The Chinese accused him of stealing
items that were rightfully part of the Chinese empire. But most of this is
second-hand information. I really cannot be certain." Cheeks flushed, beads of
sweat stung the unhealed cut on his forehead.
was he murdered?"
body was found in the moat of Mandalay Fort. He had been strangled and tortured
before he had been thrown into the water there." A sad shaking of the head.
he was what? 84?"
but he was strong and active his whole life. I'm sorry to say all this. It's
all very sordid."
me it's important because it helps me understand. Was there anything about him
that you remember that you may regard as special or unique? Did he have any
pronounced idiosyncrasies or aspects of his personality that defined him as a
person?" Pastor Ko Pauk smiled at this question, looking as if he enjoyed
remembering Reverend Crow's personality.
Thomas. It could be said that he truly had an all-around personality. He spoke
many different languages. He understood humanity and got along with all people
with a good soul. There is one thing he loved though, and that was proverbs. He
was like a walking book of proverbs. I was always amazed at that." Thomas took
a deep breath and closed his eyes for a moment.
more questions?" The whirling of the overhead fan like a tuneless record player
filled the air.
yes. Did Reverend Crow ever talk about identical twins at all?" Pastor Ko
Pauk's expression changed. He folded his hands and leaned forward, studying the
short-bearded man in front of him.
"Are you an identical twin Thomas?" He knew something had
"Yes I am. I have twin brother in Canada who studies with
a Cree medicine man and who told me about the Hopi Prophecies." The Pastor
stood up, walked around his desk and offered his hand.
"I want to shake your hand because I was told to expect a
twin from North America one day around the turn of the century. And look at
this! It's 1999 and here you are!" He shook his head. "I didn't believe it all
but of course you make a promise to someone you respect under the witness of
God and you must have faith."
"He told you to expect a twin from North America?"
"Yes, and that would be you."
"Are you sure?"
"Believe me, we don't get many people from North America
here. It does sound incredible but there it is. I was very young when I was
told about this by Pastor Crow but I recall him being very serious about it. In
fact he made me promise with my hand on the Bible."
"What did you promise?" He lifted his finger in the air.
"Ah!" Walking to the door, he closed it and waved at Thomas to follow him. "I
have something I'm supposed to show you."
Through an old wooden door they entered a darkened room to
the side of the alter and lectern of the church, not where the priest changes
vestaments but where there were shelves carved into the wall made of wood. He
unlocked a drawer along the top shelf and removed a yellowed envelope.
"Are you part Native American like Reverend Kin Kaid and
"Yes. My brother and I are Metis."
"We're part Ojibwa."
"Okay, this is for you." The paper had an image of a red
bird and the word Palongawhoya handwritten on it.
"It's a bit dark in here."
"Yes, shall we return to my office." There, with the
better light, Thomas carefully opened the letter. It read:
Man is an axis in
medictate signi. Fulfill the Israelite prophecy of La Merica, and
bring the Taponi Tablet back to the place beyond the sea. Honor the
Lammanites for their victory over the unworthy Nephites and reunite the stones,
but beware. There are those who know of its existence and are waiting for a Métis
twin to arrive during the Seventh Sun and remove it from their country. Trust
no one but your brother Poqanghoya. Become part of history My Son, and
remember the olive branch is the Thirteen tribe, but be prepared to undergo a
transformation and rebirth. For you have been chosen for this holy task, so
follow your intuition and you shall fulfill the prophecy kept by the Hopis and
believed by many throughout the centuries of our God-given civilization.
Thomas put his hand over his
pocket to feel the grandfather key.
to you has been great, Pastor Ko Pauk."
it make any sense to you Thomas?"
it does. But I do have one more question before I go. In your opinion, where do
you think Reverend Crow's research and papers are? For example, do you think it
his work is still in Burma?" He looked at the cobwebbed corner near Eugenio Kin
I were to give you my honest opinion, I think everything is still here in the
country. I would say that it would be in his church in Myskyina. He was there
for a very long time, and that is where his wife remained after his death. Incidentally
I believe she was a twin." Thomas stood, straightened his own collar, and
offered his hand to Pastor Ko Pauk.
very grateful to you for having me into you office and taking the time to chat
with me. I am truly honored. Thank you sir." The Pastor smiled with genuine
has been a pleasure Thomas. I've enjoyed talking to you too." They walked
together to the front gate and said good-bye. Overloaded with information to
digest, Thomas decided to follow his compass and walk back to the guesthouse by