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Saving Fish from Drowning - Heal Burma

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SAVING FISH FROM DROWNING<br />

way to long-needled pines, and trudging along the road was a pha­<br />

lanx of Naxi women collecting the fallen needles.<br />

“What do they use those for?” Marlena called out to Miss Rong.<br />

Miss Rong struggled to say it was for the animals. Everyone as­<br />

sumed she meant that the animals ate the needles, which is not so. In<br />

the winter, the animals nest in the needles to stay warm, and in the<br />

spring, the Naxi women use the manure-soiled needles as fertilizer<br />

when they plant the new crops. With a limited diversity of life, there<br />

is greater diversity of purpose.<br />

“Where are the men?” Wendy demanded to know. “Why aren’t<br />

they out there breaking their backs?”<br />

“Yes, very lazy,” Miss Rong joked. Then she added, “They play out­<br />

side, do poetry.” She was partly right. The rest she knew but didn’t<br />

know how to verbalize clearly, so I will translate: In China, there is a<br />

saying made popular after the revolution: Women hold up half the<br />

sky. In the Naxi Autonomous Region, women have always held up<br />

the whole sky. It is a matriarchal society, where the females do the<br />

work, handle the money, own the houses, and raise the children. The<br />

men, meanwhile, ride on the backs of shooting stars, so to speak.<br />

They are bachelors, boyfriends, and uncles, roaming <strong>from</strong> bed to bed<br />

at night, not knowing which children they have fathered. They take<br />

the animals out to graze early in the morning, they bring them back<br />

at dusk. In the mountain pastures, they roll their cigarettes and<br />

smoke, and when they call the animals, they lure them with love<br />

songs. They sing at the top of their lungs, which extract oxygen<br />

much more efficiently than those of most Americans. So Miss Rong<br />

was correct in what little she said. The men do poetry. To hear a song<br />

sung in the mountains is always poetry.<br />

At the entrance to the temple park, the bus stopped and my<br />

friends jumped out for camcorder documentation of their arrival.<br />

They gathered behind a sign, “Sincerely Welcoming You to Farmous<br />

Grottoe of Female Genitalia.” Harry had his arm around Marlena’s<br />

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