How can people survive in this County ?
As the world closes in on the Amazon, the Indians living there will have to make great
changes in the way in which they live. The impact to their lives is being felt
throughout the region more every day. Although visitors, to the villages, come
with their cameras to look and take
pictures, very little is done in providing help for these people.
By help I mean tee-shirts, pants, the basic things we take for granted. We had been
told to pack items of clothing for trade with the Indians. As the problems
that these people faced became more apparent, we elected to give most of what we had
brought with us, to our guide Gilberto, to distribute to the various settlements. He
told us that the items which were most in need were clothing for the children, especially
shirts of any kind.
By the way, shoes are not required, these people prefer the warm contact that they have
with the earth, by going barefoot.
I must say, that Gilberto is an exceptional person in many
ways. He is the main provider of any income the Indians have, by bringing in
visitors to their remote areas. Sad to say he is also the only one who is
helping to provide medicine for those who might need help. The problems in areas
like this are dysentery and other jungle related illnesses, which occur where sanitary
conditions do not exist. He pays for everything from his own income and during our
trip gave medicine and advice to those who were in need. Indians originally relied on Shaman, or medicine men,
who knew all the plants and their powers of healing. With the incursion of outsiders
into the area these wise men have disappeared taking their knowledge with them.
On trips from home to home, he is constantly surrounded by
children to whom he gives small paper wrapped candies. I was told, before making the
trip, not to bring candy to the Indians as it was bad for their teeth but they do
grow sugar cane and
apparently make some form of sweets for
themselves. I can believe, from the reception we got, that they prefer the
store-bought kind.
As we proceeded down the river, we constantly encountered the smiling faces
of a very handsome race of people. When you look at the small dugouts, which are
made from an entire tree, you cannot help but wonder how they keep afloat.
Most boats have about two inches of wood above the water. This
little boy saw us coming and paddled out to greet us. He knew that Gilberto had
candy for him and wanted to be first to receive his gift.
A boy with his boat, the only means of transportation here.
Gilberto brought us to the home of a chief,
in the region, so that we could see the life style of this wonderful family. The
chief was a man of about four foot six inches in height with a head dress of parrot
feathers giving him the appearance of a much
larger person. What he lacked in height he more than made up in
personality and ability. His expertise with a blow gun was unbelievable.

When I first saw the seven foot blow gun, I thought it was a two
man operation. Not so, the chief holds the gun in his two hands, gripping only
the bottom eight inches of this long heavy pipe. He can put
a dart in a circle two inches around from a
distance of thirty five feet. His forearms show how they developed from many years
of using this gun. I do
not recommend this sport if you have trouble with tennis elbow.
Men of the Amazon may look
like the personification of the macho image but the children of the world need more
fathers like these people. Pictured here is the son of the chief and his grandson.
They have come down to meet us as we neared their home.
Our visit is the closest thing they have to entertainment. They
decided to make our stay something special. Although they would have shared their
food with us they knew that we could not eat it, so the next best thing was to have
music and dancing. The local band was recruited from family members big and small.
The dance resembled the circle dance.
A circle was necessary as there was very little space to dance in. The floor system
must have been strained to the breaking point as it moved up and down about two inches
with the
dancing.
As an architect I was contemplating the stresses involved but these people hold things
together by skills passed down from father to son. It is amazing
to see. They could teach most of us the art of survival and being happy, with
only the
bare necessities of life. As
you look at the chief dancing with my wife you can see that he is really small by our
standards. My wife is five foot two.
On the wall of the Chief's home was this fanciful mural depicting two fish mermaids.
The Indians hunt for an extremely large fish found in their waters called a Paiche,
the length of which approaches seven feet. The scales of this fish are used in
jewelry, necklaces and as fingernail files. There are some specimens of this fish in
the Iquitos zoo if anyone should want a close-up look. At this time the
government is helping to improve the facilities of the zoo. There is more
information on the zoo included in pictures and text at the end of our trip.
The time came for our departure and there was a feeling that
we were leaving friends behind which we would never see again. As we we
were departing in our boat a little boy came running down the bank
of the inlet carrying his prize possession which we had given him. It was probably
the only toy he had ever received from outside his jungle home. If you look closely
you will see that he has wrapped it carefully in a blanket. This is typical of the
men in a society where taking care of the children is the proud duty of every man and
woman.

This is the equivalent of a driveway and a two-boat
garage.
You can see the river in the distance. This is an inlet which leads up to the
chief's home. The path on the left is a floating one so that as the river changes in
height the men can still get to the house at its end. We will return to our
home camp from here and start tomorrow with a trip into the jungle and a chance to see
specimen trees and unusual plants of the area.


