Sunday, June 18, 2006

awun

I can’t seem to get away from the porky theme of this blog. My Toratán word for the day is awun: the sound a wild pig makes when it smells a human.

The pigs in the photo used to belong to my landlord Rudy. They lived in his yard in Manado, which backs onto the Malalayang river. During some floods a couple of months ago the river rose up, washed away the wall and one of the pigs headed downstream into Manado Bay, never to be seen again. Rudy managed to save the other pig, but because its pen was wrecked he sent it to the slaughterhouse.
And on that cheery note...

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