Built of bamboo trunks and a bamboo leaf roof, this small hut has one window on each side and a short door, where those who enter must stoop down so they don't hit their heads. A dirt floor is covered with palm fronds gathered from the jungle; four small rocks are placed around the center of the room, forming a place for the occupants to sit. A small fire burns just outside of the hut, and a wooden spit is suspended over the fire. One of the support poles of the hut has a woven grass bag hanging from it. The bag contains a half-dozen coconuts, clearly gathered for consuming at a later time. A colorful lizard is sleeping in the sun in one of the windows.
Bamboo hut, Jungle
a tribesman
tribesman
I am a tribesman in my group. I am known as a leader in my community and love to help my people. I'm very level headed and don't get angry easily. Many of my peers come to me to solve disagreements.
I wanted to discuss something with you. Do you have time? Yes, I have time.  Come, sit, speak. Well there was a disagreement between the two neighbors down the road. I am unsure who i should believe. What was disagreement about? Someone killed the ladys chickens and she thinks it was her neighbor. Very serious, killing chickens.  What proof has she? Well it is obvious the chickens were killed by a human and the only person around that area is the woman and her neighbor. Hmmmm... good argument, but we not only tribe.  Others live in other villages, maybe they kill chickens? Perhaps, but who would travel that distance to kill her chickens? Maybe she make enemy in other village?  I hate think one of us is chicken killer.  What you think? I think something very strange is going on. Perhaps a homeless man in the woods or something. Maybe we go look, get many of us and search?  Maybe find footprints and track?