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Buffalo, let me tell you something,
Go out and plow with me,
Out in the field, be a farmer.
Me here, you there, who's griping?
As long as the rice stalks are blooming,
There'll be blades of grass for you to eat.
Vietnamese have great affection for their water buffalo. The buffalo is deeply loyal, and believes it is part of the family. If someone tries to steal him, he will fight hard and travel many miles to get back home. Buddha says you should try not to eat meat, but it is a sin to eat your water buffalo or dog! In good times, when a water buffalo dies, he is buried near the family graveyard. In hard times, his body may be sold to a neighbor, but you do not eat him yourself. Nowadays, many Vietnamese are cutting off the feet of their buffalo to sell to the Chinese. Maybe it is to make Chinese medicine, maybe it is so the businesses in China can sell tractors back to the Vietnamese farmer. It is a great sadness to lose these sturdy friends in such a disgraceful way.
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