Roosters, Rude Awakenings and Time
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I had my share of restless nights in Mae Sariang and with
the thin walls, open windows, and numerous roosters in close proximity I was in
a prime location to try and decipher the night crowing patterns of the Mae
Sariang roosters. Whether covered in class or not, maybe I’d get so good at
night time rooster based time telling, I could put away my watch.
So, I started to pay attention during my sleep interruptions.
It was not unusual to be rudely awakened in the dead of night by a yodeling
rooster so I’d check my watch. One awakening might be at midnight, another at
3:00 am, on another day it could be 1:00 am, on another day 5:00 am, on still
another day, 2:00 am. Hmmm….The ancient Karen and Jewish insomniacs obviously
were much better at detecting crowing patterns than I was. But I persisted –
12:30 am, 4:15, 2:12, 6:00, 1:45. I was learning that the dead of night was not
really so dead and that roosters were crowing anytime I woke up. I was also
learning that roosters were even worse insomniacs than the ancient Karen, Jews
and me. Do roosters ever sleep?
But I was not learning to tell time. The biggest quandary
was if I was awakened at 3:30 am was that the first crowing, second, third or
what? Roosters had been crowing off and on all night. Which one was which? How
do you tell one rooster’s crow from the next? Are they all on the same
schedule? Hadn’t our neighbor’s rooster crowed three times already but the one
across the street only once?
Another problem is that rooster crowing is a chain reaction within
the greater rooster community. The one pattern I did discern is that if it was
quiet in the dead of night, then before long, a rooster would crow just at the
far edge of my hearing. Still far away, a neighboring rooster would hear it,
feel obligated to crow which would be a signal to the next rooster, then the
next and the next, and the next with each crowing getting gradually closer and
louder. The crescendo would grow until finally our landlord’s roosters would sound
off just under our window belting out every decibel they could muster. Then,
the crowing would gradually drift off in the opposite direction and fade away.
What rooster started the chain of crowing? How far away was
it? Did that rooster know the time and establish the first crowing, second
crowing, third crowing, etc.? If so, what happened when that rooster wound up as
dinner? How far in the other direction did the crowing go? Where and when did
it end? I had more questions than patterns and the only certainty was that
there were just a lot of roosters out there and none could tell time.
It didn’t get any better as another pattern I discerned was
that roosters crow all day long as well as all night long. Throw in dawn, dusk
and twilight crowing sessions and at least for me, I soon gave up my pattern
discerning efforts and put renewed faith in my watch and clocks. I admire the
wisdom and powers of observation of both the Jewish and Karen ancients, but for
me, I had to give up on rooster crowing time telling.


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