Hamat – Just Another Refugee

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Retired Elephants

Retired Elephants

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http://history4girls.com/?search=price-fixing-levitra When a person thinks about animals living in South East Asia they automatically think “elephants”. This is truly the home of Asian elephants, but they are becoming increasingly rare in in the wild. On a recent visit to Cambodia, I learned that in the whole country there are now fewer than 300 wild elephants. There are another 85 elephants in captivity and historically these captive animals have been used to move logs in the forest. The indigenous Bunong people of Mondul Kiri have kept elephants for such work, but most of these elephants are now old and tired. They can no longer work and the Bunong owners don’t have the money to care for them properly. To solve this problem an organization run by expatriates has been formed to provide a retirement home for these elephants. Bunong mahouts can now bring their old elephants to this retirement home. The mahout stays with his elephant and is paid a salary for caring for his animal. This way the Bunong family who owns the elephant continues to get an income and the elephant gets to rest. The elephant retirement home is located in the forest and the retired elephants are free to wander around the jungle and feed themselves. In the afternoon they come into the base for supplementary feeding and to have a bath. Tourist can pay a hefty fee to come see the elephants at the base. They are allowed to help wash the elephants by throwing buckets of water on them. Most of these elephants were loners in their working life. But elephants are naturally social creatures and...
Kerosene or Hippo Fat

Kerosene or Hippo Fat

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Becoming Mzee

Becoming Mzee

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The Golden Cowrie

The Golden Cowrie

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order accutane online no prescription Barb and I met at the Rift Valley Academy where we were both teachers. I had the joy of introducing her to the beautiful country of Kenya. We went on safaris, hunting trips, hikes and walked the sandy beaches where Kenya touched the rolling waves of the Indian Ocean. We were eventually married in the RVA chapel with my father performing the wedding and the RVA choir providing the music. For our honeymoon we rented a cottage at the coast. While walking on the white sugary beach a young Kenyan boy approached us and offered us an unusually shaped seashell. I had been collecting shells for many years. (This was back in the time when seashell collecting was an accepted hobby.) I looked at the shell carefully and realized that it was something special. I had never seen anything like it before. It was in the volute family and had a symmetrical spiral shape with pink, brown and black stripes. The boy offered to sell it for 20 shillings (about 3 dollars). I gladly paid him the asking price and he went away pleased with the sale. After looking in several shell books I was finally able to identify my new shell as a lyreformis – a rare deep water species. A pristine shell such as mine was priced at $400 – enough to pay for our whole wedding and honeymoon. Over the ensuing years Barb and I continued to collect seashells with an emphasis on collecting cowries. These smooth shiny shells come in many colors and sizes and over time we owned over 60 separate species. Most of...