Thursday, October 31, 2013

Embera Children Playing In The Rain


If the eyes are the window to the soul, then children are the mirror for the soul of a culture. Wherever I travel, observing children supplies me with more information about a place than any guidebook. The Embera are one of 7 indigenous cultures in Panama and they maintain traditional villages with raised, thatched-roof huts with no walls. Peeking out from one of the huts, I watched children play in the rain. No adult cautioned them or called them into a hut, as they squealed with the delight of feeling the raindrops splatter on their little bodies. The joy and unrestricted freedom to play and explore (We caught a few peering through a hole in the village outhouse as we took turns using rain forest facilities.) that these children expressed reveals a lot about Embera culture. They are clearly valued and encouraged to discover the world around them. Although the children only spoke their native dialect, they communicated their happiness to me very strongly.

7 comments:

TexWisGirl said...

that is so cute. sometimes simple is the most gleeful. :)

Andrew Graeme Gould said...

It sounds idyllic, Rosalind. Very interesting to follow these off the path travels of yours.

Fly Girl said...

Tex, glee is always a good thing!

Andrew, It was a very memorable experience.

Maureen | Orgasmic Chef said...

What an amazing experience! I couldn't agree more. Children learn so much faster by doing than by any other means.

Fly Girl said...

Mauree, I think kids are happier in environments where they are free to discover.

Sandy Carlson said...

So much fun! The rain. Simple. Pure. Like children.

Fly Girl said...

Sandy,
You're right. I never thought of it like that.