Monday, October 22, 2007

Buying Gerber Baby Spoon

on Dams



Kuala Cenaku, October 22, 2007. We all get up before dawn. It 's not the cold, rain and even here' hot, but just woken up wearing clothes soaked with mud the day before and not 'a nice thing. And yet 'wise: better to keep the shirt dry for the evening, when we destroyed the field of fatigue.
Cursing, feet covered in rubber boots, blisters screaming, protesting dislocated fingers, the bones are bruised, but the coffee 'and' warm, and always will set you up. Another day of hard work, the drainage channel. A drag beams and sandbags, digging immersed in water up to neck, to plant in peat beams with boom-boom, the gigantic hammer made from a section of trunk.
Nobody thought it was easier to build dams on the canals. No, no one thought, but now the body rebels. The feet slip on the catwalk that barely emerge on the sea of \u200b\u200bmud, his hands lose their grip on the beams of jagged shrapnel, gear slips. It 's not that in a Finnish sauna you would really want to give to hard work.
But shot after shot, one after the other trunks penetrate the turf for one, two, three meters. And one after another, rows of trees create a barrier to water. Sack after sack, the log files are filled with sand, a barrier made for last, at least until the forest is 'grown back, and it will be' she take care of the channel and regulate the water flow.



When the last stake is driven into the sand bags and start to fill the bottom of the channel, the water level rises visibly. Peat sucks the water as salt, fills, swells, prepares new life.
the edge of the plantation, we have found among the charred embers of young plants meranti, duriam, garcinia bintangor and a sign that life 'is still willing to return to this earth, if he comes back the water. Each year millions invested in reforestation plans if they go up in smoke on a soil has been affected, on a now dried peat. And then, 'cause waiting for? Act now, to have no regrets tomorrow. One kilometer from here we found a population of gibbons, confined by the advance of the bulldozers in a tissue of forest remaining. Certainly do not fare well, but if the forest will return 'to expand, we will treat them to repopulate.

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