MEETING THE ELDERS AND SCOUTING FOR THE SHARKS
Next, Bernard takes me to visit the local Samburu village.
We arrive to a greeting from the women of the village looking stunning in their traditional dress with an amazing array of beadwork around their necks. He explains that they accumulate jewelry as unmarried women and then distribute it to their families as they are married. The women with the most jewelry are the most eligible. They serenade me with their amazing voices as we enter their village.
There, I meet the village elders. Branded baseball caps meets African traditional wear. It’s a blend of traditional and modern. They make me feel welcome and the eldest blesses me with a chorus of his fellows and as he speaks we are instructed to curl our fingers in acceptance of the blessing and I pat my forehead in acceptance of his benevolence.
Elephant Watch and Save the Elephants have been working with this community for decades and their appreciation is clear. Support for education and other community projects comes directly from the tourism conservation fees.
Peter Knights of WildAid told me on his last trip he met a a fully-qualified Samburu doctor, whose training had been paid for by those fees. He asked the doctor what a poached elephant meant to him personally and the response was, “one poached elephants is 200 Samburu children without an education.”
In China, we rightly value education very highly. For most parents, our greatest aspiration is the best possible education for our children. I’m sure if people realized that buying illegal ivory undermined education in Africa, they wouldn’t want to buy it anymore.
Next, I get to scout the local basketball talent. I’m looking for some new signings for the team I now manage, the Shanghai Sharks. There’s a great exuberance and some talent and thankfully on my turn I make my shots to a roar of approval. By the fourth basket, we manage to break the rickety rim, so I’m going have buy them a new hoop. It’s great to see such enthusiasm and ball-handling on a dirt court.
Next, the children come to sing for me accompanied by a burlap sack elephant with a few vision challenges. The smaller children run off in fright, but the two-man elephant hands me a basketball from its makeshift trunk.
A wonderful morning and they could not have made me feel more welcome. I feel deeply honored. The Samburu have a simple life, but they live it with dignity, humor and what appears to be an inner contentment we have a hard time achieving in the “modern” world.