24-02-2019, 10:54 AM
An hour later, Pedro returned with the two elders. They had tribal adornments in their hands. The old woman placed two adornments around Aiko's waist.
"I told them you have two daughters at home," Pedro explained. "These adornments symbolize fertility, motherhood and the continuation of the people."
The old man hung a different type of adornment around Gerald's waist.
"This adornment represents full manhood," Pedro said. "Normally, a male of the tribe would get this adornment after his formal initiation into the clan. But," he laughed, "since you have fathered two children, you are obviously a man, although not a man of the tribe. These people are practical."
The foreign couple smiled. Although they were pale-skinned, largely ignorant of the ways of these people, and lacking in any skills useful in the jungle, they were happy. The gift of adornments symbolized this tribe's tolerance, if not acceptance, of their presence among them. It was a new adventure among people they really liked.
"Let's go," Pedro said. "It's time to go hunting and fishing."
Aiko accompanied the old woman to join the women and children. She wondered what her duties would be.
The old woman led Aiko to a group of four women, all of them with baskets. One of them had an extra basket; she handed it to Aiko. They gestured to her to follow them into the jungle. She did.
For several hours, the five women found and eventually filled their baskets with the jungle's hidden bounty. If she had been on her own, Aiko realized, she probably would have searched an entire day and still not be able to find enough to cover the bottom of her basket, let alone fill it. She respected them for the jungle lore.
On returning to the village, the women sat down in the shade of a large tree, that hung over the village's source of water. Upstream was a spring but in this location, a pool had formed where children joyfully played.
One of the women offered her coconut water from a freshly cut coconut. Aiko gratefully accepted her offering. She drank it down; it tasted so sweet.
Aiko saw them examine her with their eyes. They're curiosity got the better of them. Although they knew about the outside world, they, as Pedro had earlier informed her, had never met an Asian.
They put their fingers through her hair and saw the black hairy patch between her legs. Her eye colour was dark. To this extent, she resembled them. But in other respects, she looked quite different. Her skin was white, while theirs was almost a bronze colour. Her almond-shaped eyes, with its pronounced epicanthic fold stood in contrast to their large round eyes. Her nose was small, almost delicate, whereas the indigenous women had larger, broader noses.
One after another, they touched her. One rubbed her skin with her finger. She looked at her finger as if she were expecting to see white paint on it. Aiko guessed that some of these people had never seen people with skins as pale as theirs. Another woman put her hand on Aiko's breast, a touch that was driven not by sensuality but by curiosity.
They chattered, often addressing Aiko, but of course, she could not reply. "Too bad, I can't understand them,' she thought. 'Yet they are so friendly and make feel at home."
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"I told them you have two daughters at home," Pedro explained. "These adornments symbolize fertility, motherhood and the continuation of the people."
The old man hung a different type of adornment around Gerald's waist.
"This adornment represents full manhood," Pedro said. "Normally, a male of the tribe would get this adornment after his formal initiation into the clan. But," he laughed, "since you have fathered two children, you are obviously a man, although not a man of the tribe. These people are practical."
The foreign couple smiled. Although they were pale-skinned, largely ignorant of the ways of these people, and lacking in any skills useful in the jungle, they were happy. The gift of adornments symbolized this tribe's tolerance, if not acceptance, of their presence among them. It was a new adventure among people they really liked.
"Let's go," Pedro said. "It's time to go hunting and fishing."
Aiko accompanied the old woman to join the women and children. She wondered what her duties would be.
The old woman led Aiko to a group of four women, all of them with baskets. One of them had an extra basket; she handed it to Aiko. They gestured to her to follow them into the jungle. She did.
For several hours, the five women found and eventually filled their baskets with the jungle's hidden bounty. If she had been on her own, Aiko realized, she probably would have searched an entire day and still not be able to find enough to cover the bottom of her basket, let alone fill it. She respected them for the jungle lore.
On returning to the village, the women sat down in the shade of a large tree, that hung over the village's source of water. Upstream was a spring but in this location, a pool had formed where children joyfully played.
One of the women offered her coconut water from a freshly cut coconut. Aiko gratefully accepted her offering. She drank it down; it tasted so sweet.
Aiko saw them examine her with their eyes. They're curiosity got the better of them. Although they knew about the outside world, they, as Pedro had earlier informed her, had never met an Asian.
They put their fingers through her hair and saw the black hairy patch between her legs. Her eye colour was dark. To this extent, she resembled them. But in other respects, she looked quite different. Her skin was white, while theirs was almost a bronze colour. Her almond-shaped eyes, with its pronounced epicanthic fold stood in contrast to their large round eyes. Her nose was small, almost delicate, whereas the indigenous women had larger, broader noses.
One after another, they touched her. One rubbed her skin with her finger. She looked at her finger as if she were expecting to see white paint on it. Aiko guessed that some of these people had never seen people with skins as pale as theirs. Another woman put her hand on Aiko's breast, a touch that was driven not by sensuality but by curiosity.
They chattered, often addressing Aiko, but of course, she could not reply. "Too bad, I can't understand them,' she thought. 'Yet they are so friendly and make feel at home."
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