Jurassi Park 
my Mission Ancuabe , a small village in northern Mozambique, comes to an end. We are preparing the next "down".
never returned to Africa more are fascinated by, is always a new show.
It 'so easy to get in touch with the people and their desire to meet you and tell you, that even the most incapable researchers would be able to make great discoveries.
I very lucky, I guess. The Project of Bologna that the NGO has put me in hand allows me to wander into the daily lives of these people who live around the earth, counting the clouds hoping for rain, and eat only what is watered by God sown
Listening explanations in Portuguese, and more Macondo Macua language, alongside with a young translator who organize the meetings with the leaders of the village which is always good to ask "license" before each move. Then again
curanderos ("traditional healers" of the village) elders and Muslim priests, who are respected and consulted for any policy choice, even by the Government.
I find myself eating a freshly slaughtered chicken bites and see chickens hanging from the bike and ready to sacrifice goats, tied to the handlebars of the old mountain bike, who knows what young bride's dowry. I
is a must urinate in the toilet with the lid of concrete, well-supported by thin iron rusted, put under my feet, a strange contraption, all naked in the sun.
.... and turn on two wheels in mud houses, while school children are on the ground, under the baobab. I envy me a lot, I AUTOINVIDIO mean, I think cold now in Italy.
I discovered how to build the houses, bamboo and clay everywhere, this territory Cabo Delgado is seeded only case of this kind.
Each has a single door, so that the owner prevent infidelity from his wife. Where can you escape the lover if the house has only two windows next to the entrance door?
And if you are found?
It reaches out to the Community courts, where the supreme leader listens to all under the big tree, and gives the verdict. If your lover has committed adultery actually pay a "quota" and is charged with material support, with work on the ground
betrayed, and then give him all the crops, or small sums of money or food, chickens, goats. .... and if it eventually becomes sympathetic to her husband, extinguishes the penalty ahead of time. This creates a sort of return to peace after the storm.
Indeed, sometimes it's the couple who live in poverty than to note the individual landowner in the village and arrange the betrayal. That is, the husband invites the woman to cause the man in question, then, caught red-handed, will be forced to keep the whole family "betrayed".
and rites of initiation for children and young women, we want to talk about it?
Circumcision expects every child of about six years, which is led out of the village, until the more distant fields, stripped of everything and followed by Elder of the village, for 30 long days. The time to transmit the knowledge that the wisest man has in Serbia, let the wounds heal and return to the city at the rate of Batuk and bells in celebration. Sounds and melodies that accompany the whole community for a whole night.
For the girls it's different. At 13
become women. Ready to be recognized as such by the social group they belong to. In the summer holidays moving from his native village and head to the fields, away from prying eyes. They too are stripped of everything and remain naked for days and days (one month), covered with castor oil all over his body. Remain there to listen to the suggestions of the village elders. In turn, the 10 women will take care of her, each will bring food and transmit the knowledge that a young woman should have to take her husband to satisfy his pleasures, before reacting well to his resentment, and now have children, their great wealth. More children arrive home, plus arms deal and help to reap the harvest.
To conclude with my tropical stories, I throw it there on the comedy side, short but intense.
During a break in a village in the interior, one of the volunteers involved in the project to fight HIV, comes with the bike in the style of my grandfather, "but with pedals bifurcated intercepted crooked, no brakes.
Obviously not resist and decided to go for a stroll. Around the market, then in the streets of mud and straw, and arrival at the school where the children are lesson: UNDER BAOBAB. I spell, I see them there in their hundreds, divided into large group under the tall trees, while the teachers, on stones or on a bench, make the call. They are among the faithless, and the "slut ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, who wonder" and lose my balance, I storge is the front wheel under the roots and fall as a peracotta under the eyes of hundreds of
learners who can not wait.
How many laughs they have made God knows, I ... boh ... in the end I did the same. Mica will happen every day to fall like a sausage from a black old style graziellina other end of the world !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
seems to be behind the scenes of Jurassic Park, but here it's all true, poor Spielberg!
