We took the main path throught the village. As we walked by villagers and children began to line up on the side of the path with their hands out asking for food. A woman of about thirty five was forced to stop as we passed by. She was carrying two tin buckets of water, one on each end of a bamboo pole across her shoudler. She was looking into the face of each soldier as we passed by occasionally blushing with embarrassment. Some of the little boys got bolder and started asking for cigerettes. "Gimme smoke GI". They would say. They couldn't have been more then six years old. A few of our guys would throw them cans of c-rations and cigerettes. The kids would scramble around trying to get whatever they could. A little later these kids could be seen puffing on the cigerettes.