Elder Wilson and I have spent the last 3 days in the kampong (village) of Long Pilah, researching the possibility of doing a water project in this remote village. These pictures show some of the interesting things that we observed in the people there. Look closely at the ears of the elderly woman above. She has the traditional long ear lobes of women of her tribe (the Kayan's). Her ear lobes come down past her shoulders. She was very friendly to us. The little girl is Angelik. She is four years old and became our shadow as we were staying in her grandmother's long house home. We had so much fun playing with her.
A group of women were playing badminton in the village. Several of the women were smoking rolled cigarettes as they played. They use the tobacco leaves that are almost right out their front doors in the jungle and then roll the crushed tobacco inside. It was interesting to see them smoke while they played.
Many of the villagers used these hand-woven baskets to carry all sorts of articles around the village.
This man is mending his fishing net. The young boy is named Wallace and he is another child that liked playing with Elder Wilson in front of the long house.
We found several of these mats where the villagers were drying their freshly picked, home-grown rice. After it drys, they took it into a near by shed where they had a machine that removed the husk from the rice kernel. It was very interesting to observe the self-sufficiency of these villagers.
We took this picture of a local village man. He was about the typical height of many of the men that were over 50 years of age. The women tend to be very short as well. Sister Wilson feels like an "Amazon woman" around most of these people!
A group of women were playing badminton in the village. Several of the women were smoking rolled cigarettes as they played. They use the tobacco leaves that are almost right out their front doors in the jungle and then roll the crushed tobacco inside. It was interesting to see them smoke while they played.
Many of the villagers used these hand-woven baskets to carry all sorts of articles around the village.
This man is mending his fishing net. The young boy is named Wallace and he is another child that liked playing with Elder Wilson in front of the long house.
We found several of these mats where the villagers were drying their freshly picked, home-grown rice. After it drys, they took it into a near by shed where they had a machine that removed the husk from the rice kernel. It was very interesting to observe the self-sufficiency of these villagers.
We took this picture of a local village man. He was about the typical height of many of the men that were over 50 years of age. The women tend to be very short as well. Sister Wilson feels like an "Amazon woman" around most of these people!