A pen, a passport, a mission for Laos
In Laos, where books are a rare commodity, one mystery writer puts the nation in print – and helps put books in the nation.
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Indeed, “Dr. Siri” is hard at work in Laos. When he’s not footing the bill for new children’s books, he’s the nominal head of the Dr. Siri Scholarship Program, a fund to help train teachers at a college in northern Laos. Students from remote hill-tribe villages – many of them sponsored by Dr. Siri’s foreign readers – come to learn teaching skills, then return home to start schools in communities where there are none.Skip to next paragraph
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“I have a new career thanks to Laos,” Cotterill says. “It’s natural I should give something back. The better Dr. Siri does, the more I can give back.”
In 2003, while doing research in Luang Prabang for his second Dr. Siri novel, “Thirty Three Teeth,” Cotterill was approached by a young girl. She begged for money to buy candy; when he told her sweets were bad for her, she asked for “a little storybook.” Cotterill and the girl trooped around the local market, bookshops, and the printer’s works, but their search turned up only “dust-covered, floppy-backed high-school textbooks,” he says.
So Cotterill launched “Books for Laos,” “importing, mailing and smuggling” children’s books into the country. He had books translated into Lao, pasted translations beside the original text, and gave them to schools and hospitals.
These days he’s donating royalties from his mystery-novel sales to a parallel book-distributing initiative, Big Brother Mouse. The organization, set up two years ago by an American expat publisher and run by a Lao staff, translates, illustrates, publishes, and distributes books for Lao children while also promoting a reading culture. The group already boasts some 70 titles. Staffers also carry books to children in remote villages.
“Often, when Lao kids receive their first storybook,” says Sasha Alyson, the founder of Big Brother Mouse, “they slowly read the first page, then stop. You show them the next page. They read again and stop. When they see there’s more, a smile comes over their face. Incredibly, they’ve never seen a book before.”
Cotterill first set foot in Laos in 1990, when he led a UNESCO program to train new English teachers. But he’d fallen in love with the country years before, in the late 1970s, while teaching Lao refugees in Australia. There, he was captivated by the reminiscences of royalist exiles. Three decades later, one of them – an elderly parliamentarian pining for the ancien régime – would inspire the character of Dr. Siri.
Cotterill’s realistic portrayal of Lao people and their culture has earned him plaudits with reviewers and Lao readers. “The way you tell about life in Vientiane,” a Lao-born émigré historian wrote to him, “is quite extraordinary and most entertaining. Please keep Dr. Siri alive!” In Laos, the first four Dr. Siri books will soon be available in English in local editions; “The Coroner’s Lunch” is being translated into Lao.
“Colin takes some liberties, but remains faithful to Lao culture as a whole,” says Lao-American poet Bryan Thao Worra, who edits Bakka Magazine, a Lao literary journal. Native readers who have read the English editions, he adds, love the books, which “can [also] be a very interesting way for foreign readers to become acquainted with Laos.”
Abroad, some crime-mystery purists have pooh-poohed the novels’ supernatural elements, which include spirits who help Dr. Siri solve murder cases. But Cotterill insists that “you can’t write a book set in Laos without reference to the supernatural.” Local animistic beliefs, which ascribe individual will to plants, animals, and even inanimate objects, permeate daily life in Laos. Ghosts and spirits are considered rampant. In Pakse, a southern Lao town, Cotterill lived in a house said to be haunted by a dead general: “Everyone in the village talked to him and couldn’t fathom how I didn’t see him.”
Like any good sleuth or fiction writer trying to understand the complicated beliefs of this cloistered, idiosyncratic land, Cotterill adds, “I wish I could’ve sat down with him for an interview.”