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Personal story
On Thursday of last week, I went to work in the gardens so I prepared the hunting dogs, spears just in case we find pigs. We found a pigs plowing and eating tapioka so the dogs surrounded it but the pig escaped and run away through the bushes and into the jungles chased by the dogs. That went on for a while till they cornered it into the trenches and broken grounds where it fell in and trapped by the roots of the trees and had no way to espcape.
I then threw my spear at the pig the first time but still struggle and forced its way out to escape, then the second time shot it again then the third time I managed to kill the pig.
The dead pig was then brought home, cleaned up, cut up, roasted then shared amongst the people in the village. They were all fed with pork for the next two days, Thursday and Friday.
(Steven Gagau, May 2024) |
