Chua Wanenangoun Francis (from Bangkok)
He might remind you of a golden idol: one imagines it in the depths of a sumptuously shaped temple. His flat face on which a perpetual smile wanders, he expression of childlike cheeriness, of freshness which tell of his character, evokes in our eyes those beautiful gods seated for eternity in the shadow of the temple. He is alert and slight. Small oriental person, of delicate sensitivity, knowing, a poet, to speak of his country, the country of pagodas, of graceful and gentle dances, of endless forests, of sacred elephants, but a soldier also, enduring, courageous and tenacious, valiant ally, unfailing ally, right up to the last day.