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The marvellous peturoi. Nature’s well-stocked fishing pools of Buin

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Mouth of pond blocked off by local youths (Bougainville 24)LEONARD FONG ROKA

An entry in the Crocodile Prize
Cleland Family Award for Heritage Writing

EVERY rainy season in Buin, South Bougainville, sprouts forth the phenomenon of the peturoi.

These are pools abundant with aquatic life – fish, eels, river prawns and so on – and are created as the meandering river systems change course building up sedimentation that forms blocked bodies of water where people go to fish.

There are a number of peturoi types known across the plains of Buin. Some peturoi lakes are formed when a large river system creates a new course and others are created when a river in flood overflows and spreads across the land. When it recedes, there are bodies of water with fish left behind in low-lying areas of the land.

In other instances heavy sedimentation in a larger river system blocks a small gully, creek or stream to build up a large body of water trapping the aquatic life with no way to escape from a protein-hunting Buin man or woman.

From the Mivo River on the Siwai-Buin border to the Laluai River on the Kieta-Buin border, the flood season makes this significant contribution to daily life and the food cycle.

When the rain in the mountains of Buin eases off, the lower lying areas of Buin District come to life.

Women and men and their children trek the river banks and adjacent jungle looking for peturoi pools, weirs or dams that may have formed on their customary land.

Once identified as rich with aquatic life and safe for fishing (for river crocodiles also end up in the peturoi pools), these bodies of water are declared as to who will lead their exploitation.

Plans are made for the bounty: family consumption; trade to distant lands; feasting for significant events set and market sales.

The peturoi systems, now rich with trapped eels and elvers, river prawns, many river fish species and freshwater crocodiles, are a food stock for the hungry people of the Buin flood plains.

A few cuscus also fall victim when their isolated tree or trees are surrounded by a peturoi and they have no safe passage to safer ground.

The two main fishing nets associated by the Buin people are the lauan and the mogupai.

Both are made from carefully peeled cane bark. There peelings are then skilfully weaved into basket-shapes with openings.

The lauan is larger and mostly used by male fishermen. They are woven as long as two metres and sometimes as wide as a metre. They have a small entrance woven into the shape of a funnel.

Through this passage bait like grasshoppers are placed inside. The eel or other water creature can enter but once inside has no exit.

The mogupai, on the other hand, is used mostly by the womenfolk. They have the cane net attached to circular curved cane the diameter of a bicycle wheel.

The woman using it goes into the water and moves about tracking the prawns, eels and so and trying to trap them.

In other situations, a small outlet in a peturoi is opened and the mogupai becomes the strainer that the entire body of water passes through together with its supply of trapped prawns, eels and fish.

Through oral history we know that the peturoi catches have great significance.

First and foremost, it meets family food needs whether in daily life or for feasting, festivities and events like funerals and bride price ceremonies.

Furthermore, the catches from the peturoi are used for trade. The low-lying areas regularly subjected to flooding barter their catch for garden food with the mountain people.

The peturoi is will long be a remarkable source of food sustenance for the low-lying and often waterlogged land areas between the Mivo and Laluai rivers of the Buin District. 


Painter in Paradise – William Dobell in New Guinea

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William Dobell sketching an unidentified man, 1949 (National Library of Australia)S H ERVIN GALLERY

IN May 1949, the renowned Australian painter William Dobell (1899–1970), in an endeavour to escape publicity after his 1948 Archibald Prize win, left Australia with his friend, writer Colin Simpson, in the company of philanthropist and trustee of Taronga Park Zoo, Sir Edward Hallstrom.

He was one of 27 guests flown by Hallstrom from Australia to Port Moresby and then on to Hallstrom’s experimental sheep station and bird of paradise sanctuary at Nondugl in the Highlands.

It was the first time Dobell had ever stepped inside an aircraft and, despite initial nerves, he was captivated by everything he saw.

For the following three months he drew and painted watercolours of the landscape, village life and the highlanders themselves, adorned with magnificent bird of paradise plumes, intricately constructed jewellery and elaborately painted faces and bodies.

William Dobell, Boy with a bow (Newcastle Art Gallery Collection, 1953)Returning to Sydney, Dobell was haunted by his experience in the Highlands and in April 1950, sponsored by Qantas Empire Airlines, he returned to the area, this time extending his travels to include a lengthy period in Port Moresby and a boat journey along the Sepik River.

On this second expedition, Dobell not only took his sketchbooks but a camera and recorded on black-and-white film daily life in Mount Hagen and Nondugl as well as rare images of the Upper Sepik region.

These photographs and sketches formed the basis of many paintings he was to produce in the following two decades.

“The natives up there in the Wahgi Valley are immensely beautiful, physically superb, and with a sense of human dignity which sophisticated civilisation seems to have forgotten,” Dobell wrote in 1949.

“Combine this with marvellous light and colour, and primitive vigour, and you have a completely satisfying artistic experience. This attitude of simple dignity is what I’ll try to get. Whether I succeed or not is another matter”.

The current Sydney exhibition of Nolan’s New Guinea work was conceived by Natalie Wilson, Curator of Australian & Pacific Art at the Art Gallery of New South Wales.

It is the first exhibition to focus solely on this aspect of one of Australia’s most recognised and well-loved painters, renowned for his sensitive portraits of Australian cultural icons, as well as internationally respected dignitaries and political figures.

Through an extraordinary group of around 100 drawings, paintings, watercolours and photographs, the exhibition explores Dobell’s engagement with the landscapes and people he encountered on his New Guinea journeys.

Painter in Paradise: William Dobell in New Guinea, S.H. Ervin Gallery, Sydney, 29 May – 12 July

You can link to an exhibition page here

 

My daily delight: The neighbours from another world

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Common honey bee (Kumbon)DANIEL KUMBON

An entry in the Crocodile Prize
PNG Chamber of Mines & Petroleum
Award for Essays & Journalism

I have hundreds of neighbourhood friends. But perhaps not the type of friends you might envision. They are friends from another world.

They have always been there, living in my own backyard, in my house, everywhere.

I am of course talking about my pets and the birds and insects around me.

Some are pests that spread sickness. Others are very useful, like my dog at night and my cat which has wiped out the rat population.

But until recently I never appreciated the existence of my other neighbours – the birds and the insects. I thought nothing of killing them accidentally or destroying their habitat to make vegetable gardens. I ignored them.

One afternoon, I spotted the feathers of one of the many small birds that come twice a day to feed on the sweet nectars of the flowers and trees growing around my house.

When I learned that one of the neighbourhood boys had killed the small bird with his slingshot, I was truly upset.

I rebuked him and told him never to kill birds in the neighbourhood again. I reminded him it was not like a chicken that could feed a whole family and I pointed out my backyard was not his hunting ground.

Since then he has never tried to harm the birds, which came back to feed as usual. There is enough food around the house for them and there is no longer any danger. They can sense that I think.

The male came to feed (Kumbon)There is a flowering plant next to my bedroom window and, at very close range, I can watch the birds feed. A small brown female bird and her red spotted male partner, of the species that was killed by the boy, always comes and feeds there.  

But as soon as the male settles, the female always flies in and disturbs him. Why she does that, I don’t know. Maybe jealousy; maybe part of a love game.

I have counted six different species of bird that frequent my backyard. They sing, feed and enjoy themselves all day until they disappear for the night.

Female bird disturbing male counterpart (Kumbon)A small greenish grey bird has built a nest in the branches of the thickest yar tree near my house. It recently flew off with three mature birds.

Whenever I step into my abandoned vegetable garden, now left to fallow, I see all kinds of insects – including three or four different butterfly species, different kinds of spiders, grasshoppers, ants, bees and many more.

Most times you would forget they are there, but when you step into their habitat they scurry away in every direction. Some fly, some hop, some try to hide, some remain motionless.

When you look more closely you will notice all kinds of tiny little creatures crawling and creeping about. Of all the insects, though, ants are the busiest, never a moment to spare.

I have tried to take pictures of all my neighbourhood friends but some are too fast and escape the lens of my camera. Butterflies, spiders, grasshoppers and the common honey bee are my best models – they do not mind me taking their photos.

Sometimes I sit on a wooden bench in my backyard for many hours enjoying their company. The songs from the tiny birds and insects are sweet to my ears, the colours of the butterflies, spiders and multitude of other insects are beautiful to behold against the green grass and in the beautiful flowers.

It is pleasing to see these children of nature enjoying a life of freedom.

So walk out of the door, step into your backyard and see what I mean.

Dear Lord

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MottoPHILIP KAUPA

An entry in the Crocodile Prize
Kina Securities Award for Poetry

You give and you take
With love and reason

For every reason
You prepare its perfect season

Sometimes it’s unbearable
To accept reality

Most times we defy
Morality

Lord, we’re just humans
Please show us best

The path we can take
To pass each test

Manus crackdown: Oz government curtails workers’ rights

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Man beaten by Manus guards (Daily Mail)PETER KRANZ

THE Australian government’s behaviour in relation to its Manus island “detention centre” continues to be appalling.

More details have emerged about the censorship of doctors, teachers, journalists, NGO employees, church workers and anyone else employed there or reporting on what is happening there.

These professionals can go to jail merely for reporting abuse, which one would assume to be the ethical, humane and right thing to do.

And there's another related problem - the Australian media is hardly raising a whisper about this assault on citizens' rights and freedoms.

Australia is a democracy and, since it achieved independence from Britain in 1901, its flag has flown high around the world on matters of decency and freedom, but in the case of asylum seekers it is acting like a fascist state.

Under sweeping new laws designed to gag whistleblowers, doctors, teachers and other professionals working in immigration detention facilities face up to two years in prison if they speak out against conditions in the centres or provide information to journalists.

The malevolent Border Force Act, passed quietly by the Australian parliament on 14 May with both major parties assenting, forbids "entrusted people" from recording or disclosing information about conditions in centres such as that on Manus Island.

Under the heading Secrecy and Disclosure Provisions, the Act says releasing information is only permitted by the secretary of the department responsible for detention centres.

"Under the proposed measures, the unauthorised disclosures of information, including personal information will be punishable by imprisonment for two years," the Act says.

The new law will come into force next month at the same time the Australian immigration and customs departments merge.

The president of the Australian Medical Association, Prof Brian Owler, said this was the first time doctors had been threatened with jail for revealing inadequate conditions for their patients in immigration centres.

Meanwhile the London Daily Mail reports that a refugee was imjured after Manus Island guards “beat him as he ate dinner in local restaurant after ignoring 6pm curfew.”

The Iranian man (pictured) was eating at a restaurant at 10pm when the security guards entered. They beat him up, and took him back to East Lorengau transit centre 

The refugee had his asylum claim processed and had lawfully left detention. However all refugees are directed to return to the transit centre before 6pm. 

When death calls

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When death callsWENDY DOGURA

An entry in the Crocodile Prize
Kina Securities Award for Poetry

That terrible voice calls yet again
Has called millions, since the beginning of men
Yet unsatisfied,
Yet thirsts and hungers still,
For a soul to grill

I close my ears and close my eyes
And stand so still, so it will pass me by
Yet hesitant,
Reluctant and unmoved still,
Wanting me to follow at will

I think of my families, friends and loved ones,
I shed silent tears, but can’t really announce
That it,
That blackness, world of the unknown
Is at my door,
My whistle is blown, and I am called

Till we meet again,
See you,
On that fatal shore

Foreign affairs comes clean: We screwed up over Buka post

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Peter VargeseKEITH JACKSON

THE boss of Australia’s foreign affairs department, Peter Varghese (pictured), has admitted that Papua New Guinea was not told of Australia's plans for a new diplomatic post in Buka.

This stunning revelation discloses a serious breakdown of process and communication within Australia’s elite government agency and affirms that the PNG government was justified in its strenuous response to Australia on this matter.

The secret plan to locate a diplomatic post on Buka came to public view only when it was published in the detailed background papers that accompanied last month’s Australian federal budget.

According to Mr Varghese, frequently cited as Australia's most powerful public servant, PNG prime minister Peter O’Neill and foreign minister Rimbink Pato were not told of the Australian plan because Australian officials could not reach them, the diplomatic equivalent of the dog ate my homework.

“Regrettably, there was a miscommunication on this,” Varghese told a Senate estimates committee on Wednesday.

“It was our intention, certainly the foreign minister’s intention, that advice of our interest in opening or expanding our presence in Buka should have been conveyed to the government of PNG in advance of the budget,” he said.

“Unfortunately a combination of the general proprieties of observing the secrecy of budget decisions, together with the difficulty of reaching senior levels of the PNG government in the days before the budget, prevented that from happening in the way we would have liked that to happen.

“Consequently I think the foreign minister and prime minister of Papua New Guinea had not been briefed on it.”

Australia’s foreign affairs minister Julie Bishop originally said the Buka post had been raised during bilateral talks with PNG last December.

The fracas triggered by the department’s incompetence subsequently prompted added tensions in the relationship between PNG and its autonomous province of Bougainville.

To express its irritation with Australia, PNG banned all Australian travel into Bougainville, which was in the middle of an election.

The ban was lifted on Monday only after stirring anger in the autonomous province about PNG’s precipitate action.

Meanwhile in Bougainville, counting in the provincial election is nearing completion, with 32 of the 40 seats being declared.

In the crucial election for president, with more than 100,000 votes counted, the incumbent Dr John Momis is well ahead, although he will need to rely on a small number of preferences to win.

Most recent figures as presidential election counting nears completion:

John Lawrence Momis

48852

48%

Ismael Toroama

16101

16%

Sam Kauona

12367

12%

Sam Akoitai

9438

9%

Nick F Peniai

4717

5%

Reuben Siara

4296

4%

Simon Dumarinu

3727

4%

Justin Pokata Kira

2323

2%

Peter Nerau

1036

1%

Total valid votes

102857

percentages are rounded

 

Paupiyahe and Tantanu: The arrival of the first food in Siuwai

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Islands of the Solomons from Kangu Beach (Sandra Maineke)SANDRA MAINEKE

An entry in the Crocodile Prize
Cleland Family Award for Heritage Writing

THIS is a creation myth from my local area that has been passed from generation to generation by word of mouth.

During pre-historic days, there lived two brothers in the Buin area of the Autonomous Region of Bougainville.

Buin is in the southernmost part of Bougainville and it borders on the Solomon Islands.

Geographically, Bougainville is part of the Solomons but politically it is part of Papua New Guinea.

Paupiyahe was the eldest and Tantanu was the youngest. Paupiyahe was a lazy guy but Tantanu was a hard-working man.

The Solomon Islanders freely crossed the narrow channel to the Kangu area of Buin to visit the two brothers. 

Lazy Paupiyahe’s visitors usually went home hungry because he had nothing to eat. On the other hand, Tantanu’s visitors went home with loads of surplus food.

Paupiyahe’s visitors didn’t bother returning but instead headed Tantanu’s way. This made Paupiyahe jealous and hated his younger brother‘s popularity.

So Paupiyahe decided to chase Tantanu away from Buin. It was on a beautiful morning when the sun was rising with sparkling rays that Tantanu departed from Tonolei Harbour.

Paupiyahe stood on top of the mountain and ordered him away from Buin. The hardworking Tantanu set off towards Siwai along the coastline.  Paupiyahe shouted at him to continue going until he was out of sight.

Tantanu went on until he reached Moila Point, where he was hidden from the lazy and aggressive Paupiyahe.

So Tantanu was in a new land and, to keep himself company walking along the Mamagota coastline, he played music on his bamboo flute. He ventured inland a little and came to a small hamlet called Siuwai.

When he arrived there, he was surprised to find only small kids. There was no elderly person. The kids looked hungry so Tantanu asked them of what food they were eating. The kids told him they eat things that hung on trees which their parents collected in the big forest.

With sympathy, Tantanu told the poor kids to boil some water in a big clay pot. The kids fetched water from the river and Tantanu got in the pot that he instructed the kids to make a fire and boil him.

The hungry children sat around the pot keeping the fire going and awaited the results.

To their surprise, they saw a man coming from the river where they washed. The person was Tantanu, who they thought was boiling in the clay pot. Tantanu told them to look in the pot and see what was there.

When they looked, they saw the clay pot they was full of all sorts of food.  The surprised kids started shouting and giving names to the food items like kaukau (potatoes), peero (bananas), hame (taro) and poro (yam).

The kids were grateful and thanked Tantanu for providing them with all kinds of food they had never tasted before. They ate enough food and went into the bush to tell their parents.

On their way, they were shouting and singing traditional songs describing the food they ate. The song they sang was Kapukeng Maamiyoko Tantanu which means, the Tantanu God has given us different types of food.

From tahe distance, the parents heard the song and left the food gathering and went to meet their kids. The children joyfully announced to their parents that Tantanu had given them food.

They returned home together, happily singing and shouting at the top of their voices.

Tantanu also provided banana suckers and other food plants for planting.

Generation after generation have passed on their skills and knowledge and the area where this myth originated is still kept as a sacred place and a sanctuary and it is where the name Siuwai comes from. 


Nil-mam’s long journey to Kundiawa to see Dr Kenny

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Keep Kundiawa CleanBOMAI D WITNE

An entry in the Crocodile Prize
PNG Chamber of Mines & Petroleum
Award for Essays & Journalism

AS she walked with James past several teachers’ college students, Nil-mam reminded herself that she still had time to travel to Kundiawa if she couldn’t find Julie here.

She tried not to think about her father visiting the college to check on her but the thought kept returning again and again.

Nil-mam knew Julie could not do much to fully explain to her parents what had happened; that she had absconded with Yaltom and that she was now pregnant.

She made up her mind to call her parents and tell them but could not think of the appropriate words to say.

“Dr Kenny in Kundiawa may have some Kavieng wisdom,” she thought and this gave her some feeling of courage.

“OK, I got to go now,” Nil-mam suddenly said to James. “Please pass my hello to Julie if you see her and give her my landline number.”

“Can I call you on this number?” James asked as Nil-mam was turning to walk away.

“You can, I’ll be back home by end of this week,” Nil-mam replied.

She rushed to the Simbu bus stop near the main market. There were a number of buses with crews calling repeatedly, “Kudjip! Minj! Simbu!”

“Are you travelling to Kundiawa,” Nil-mam asked a crew member, who nodded agreement and his hand reached out to pull her into the bus as he kept repeating, “Kudjip, Minj, Simbu”.

It took a while for passengers to fill the 25-seater. Nil-mam sat close to the window and kept looking at her watch. She still had enough time to reach Kundiawa. From her bag she pulled the chips and Sprite drink she bought. These she shared with a woman sitting next to her with a child on her lap.

The woman admired the generosity of Nil-mam and asked where was from and where she was heading.

Nil-mam said she was from Kavieng and married to a Simbu man and she was travelling to her husband’s village.

“You are so nice to me and my son,” said the woman. “I see that you are pregnant so my guess is you will have a son.”

“How nice,” smiled Nil-mam. Soon the bus was speeding past buildings, farms, rivers, coffee plantations and cutting through Kuli Gap to the Wahgi Valley.

The bus stopped briefly at Kudjip and some passengers disembarked including the mother with the child who wished Nil-mam well for the rest of her journey. Nil-mam thought of the woman’s kind words but her thoughts were interrupted a by a male passenger who inhaled his long-rolled tobacco and puffed in her direction.

The smoke was thick and acrid and almost choked Nil-mam. She kept her anger to herself and thought, “The government should make laws to ban passengers from smoking in public moto vehicles.”

The guy kept puffing as if there was no one around. An angry passenger at the back shouted, “This is not your house! It is a PMV! Can you f**kin’ stop that long thing!”

The person puffing tobacco sensed the shouting was directed at him. He could feel all eyes on the bus directed at him. Without saying a word, he bent over the seat and squeezed the lighted end of the stick with his left thumb and pointer.

An observant kid sitting next to him asked, “Uncle did it burn your fingers.” The smoker laughed and replied, “No these fingers are used to putting out small fires like this.” The kid laughed and looked at his own fingers.

By now the bus was leaving Mingende and heading for nearby Kundiawa. Nil-mam felt her back aching from the long journey but she was glad she would make it safe to the town.

The thought of what to say to Dr Kenny and the thought of the reaction of her parents bothered her. She got off the bus at Kundiawa and walked to a back street to stay with her in-laws.

Yaltom’s tribal people occupied most sections of back street. Some men had gathered at the junction for the usual afternoon stories, struggling to push hard scones into the coffee cups to soak them before pushing it down their throats.

This was a usual dinner for these people. They did not go for a costly meal because they wanted to save money to gamble at night. They had different card games. Queen and Last Card were the most common. The gamblers looked forward to each night.

A few of them knew who Nil-mam was and shook hands and hugged her as she passed. They explained to the others that she was Yaltom’s wife.

Darkness approached and Nil-mam was in the house of Kaupa, the youngest of Yaltom’s uncles. Kaupa’s family was happy that Nil-mam visited and the children struggled to keep the kerosene lantern alive so they could listen and talk with her.

Darkness did not matter to Kaupa who was outside looking for a live chicken to cook for Nil-mam.

Nil-mam was dead tired and could not hold back from sleeping. She was drowsy and several times almost fell face down on the floor. She found it hard to tell the relatives that she wanted to sleep. In his tutorials about the Simbu way of life, she could not remember Yaltom mentioning anything about this situation. Nil-mam blamed herself for not asking more questions.

She had to battle to stay awake to please her in-laws. She could not think logically. She was only half awake. She could not keep up with the children’s conversation. They called, “Aunty! Aunty!” Nil-mam did not respond so they scratched her feet or poked her side to attract attention. Nil-mam was furious children but kept it to herself.

Kaupa’s wife came in with a big dish of food and apologised for preparing it so late and asked Nil-mam to eat and sleep. Kaupa came in and asked the children to go to sleep and asked his wife to prepare bed for Nil-mam.

When the children left for their bedroom, Kaupa told his wife that Nil-mam needed rest too as she travelled a long distance. This was enough for Nil-mam to throw herself on the bed. 

Coming soon: A book of stories from Enga Province

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Daniel KumbonDANIEL KUMBON

Ok Tedi Mining Ltd Book of the Year
Part of the Crocodile Prize Award

I am happy to announce that, very soon, a collection of short stories from Enga Province will be published.

The book is in production for release under the Pukpuk Publishing imprint, the publications arm of the Crocodile Prize Organisation.

The stories began to be written in the mid-1980s by Engans studying at the University of Papua New Guinea.

Some were published in the UPNG Enga Students Association Yearbook and the Arts and Culture section of Enga Nius, the provincial newspaper. Other in the collection have never been published.

I started the Enga Writers Association in 1987 and, under its banner, I tried to publish an anthology of all the short stories and poems written by Engans but never succeeded in finding a publisher who was interested.

Of course I understood it costs money to publish books and, due to the high illiteracy rate in Papua New Guinea, no publishing house saw any profit in spending time and money on a book of short stories from Enga.

When the last rejection letter came, I filed it away together with another manuscript based on my travels and issues that concern people in this country. These manuscripts have been collecting dust for more than two decades.

But now, thanks to Keith Jackson and Phil Fitzpatrick, the short story collection will soon be published in book form.

I just wish hope that it comes out before PNG’s 40th independence anniversary celebrations in September. I believe it will be a perfect independence gift for the people of Enga, PNG and the authors who wrote the short stories.

The book presents insights into the lives of Engan people. Some of the narratives are true life accounts of how people in Enga lived before and immediately after independence.

The authors write of education, missionaries, famine, suicide, tribal warfare and kiaps and express their feelings of sorrow, revenge, love and anger about the problems they faced.

All the authors are now senior citizens of this country. Some have passed on. They wrote their stories when they were young. The stories are based on situations experienced by the authors themselves.

In those days alcohol consumption by women in community clubs and village taverns was an issue in Enga. Today its mobile phones, marijuana, pornography, homebrew, corruption, mafia gangs, cults, sorcery and other issues that people have to deal with daily. Fertile ground, I suppose, for aspiring writers.

You will enjoy Robert Kia’s story, ‘The Ugly Truth’, in this new book. It is about a girl who broke through a window to go to a dance at the village night club, became pregnant and tried to commit suicide after she hears her father sobbing in his room.

Her mother was long dead and there was nobody she could seek for consolation. So she made up her mind to kill herself but something disturbed her.

Another interesting story, also by Robert Kia, is entitled ‘Nedipilya the Orphan’. Here’s an extract -

My sister didn’t even attempt to comfort me nor fight her husband. Instead she supported her partner to scold me more.

“You are just a good eater. You are eating too much in this house. You must work hard to earn your food. We just can’t keep on feeding you.”

This was the final straw. How can one not cry when your own blood speaks to you like that? The bitter tears never ran dry that night.

After all these years, it will be great news for Robert Kia, Thomas Neah, Steven Thomas, Nancy Ambis Waim, Silas Mutarane, Br Joe Make and Thomas Pupun who wrote these stories.

I would like readers to contact me on my email address kondowaon@gmail.com or text me on 71105400. Unfortunately, Susan Balen passed on but I would like her two children to contact me and I encourage them to write like their late mother did.

I request my friends and other people to also start writing more stories and poems, starting now. English teachers in our high schools should also get their students to write. The number one priority of our Governor, Peter Ipatas, is education and we, as writers and teachers, can encourage quality education through writing.

When we launch our new book I hope we will re-establish the Enga Writers Association and encourage our people - especially our young generation - to express themselves through writing.

Michael Dom is a young man from Simbu Province. He is a member of the Simbu Writers Association and currently studying in Australia. Michael is a world class poet and has published several books.

He has written: “Literature is all about quality in thought and expression – exposing creativity in the use of language, and in writing which reflects and reveals the human experience. Supporting this literature cause, to me, is about meeting quality people.”

Michael is petitioning the government to buy PNG-authored books to be made available to 4,000 PNG schools throughout the country. We believe our students will relate much better to books by Papua New Guinean writers and understand the contents thoroughly.

So, my friends, Robert, Thomas, Steve, Ambis, Silas, Pupun and Br Joe, things are looking bright. Let’s take up those pens and start writing again.

We cannot hope to write like Joanne Kathleen Rowling and make millions of kina like her creation of Harry Potter. Let’s not have such thoughts in our mind. Nobody in PNG has made heaps through writing.

Let’s just continue to write and show the way forward for our young generation. They have the potential but need exposure and encouragement. Somebody like JK Rowling might stand out one day, who knows?

There is now hope we will get some of our writing published through the annual literary competition, The Crocodile Prize, with support and encouragement from people like Keith Jackson and Phil Fitzpatrick and the PNG Attitude blog.

Great Explorations No 98 - By reindeer across the Owen Stanleys

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ReindeerPETER KRANZ

"DO you think it will rain, dear?" asked Missus Okuk innocently looking out of the window.

"Okuk, that is a disturbingly familiar expression, which is not characteristic of you" replied Holmes somewhat sharply.

"Forgive me Mister 'Olmes, but I 'av a strange feeling in me waters."

"Okuk, best to spend your waters on these withered aspidistras," replied Holmes, glancing at some sad pot plants in the corner of the room.



"As you wish Mister 'Olmes".

Holmes was relaxing by shooting flies on the wall with his custom-made revolver.

In his own words, Watson states: "When Holmes was in one of his queer humours he would sit in an armchair with his hair trigger and a hundred Boxer cartridges and proceed to adorn the opposite wall with a patriotic ‘V.R.’ peppered in bullet pockmarks.

“I felt strongly that neither the atmosphere was not much disturbed by the activity nor by the appearance of his revolver.  In fact the room was much improved by it, although Missus Okuk did not always agree".

The Author interposes – “There has been much controversy in the past as to the sort of gun and cartridge used by Holmes to engage in small-bore redecorating. For years it was suggested Watson had incorrectly described Holmes' ammunition as being Centerfire when, in fact, Holmes had probably used small Rimfire of the Flobert variety.

“Actually, there were Centerfire Boxer-primed .22 cartridges, bottlenecked .297/230 Morris short and long rounds used for shooting rooks in sub-caliber "aiming tubes" for military rifle practice and in high-grade target pistols. Loaded with both black powder and Cordite, the .297/230 Short and Long fired-lead 38-grain bullets at velocities of 850 and 1,170 fps respectively, and were particularly favoured for their accuracy.

“While no pistol of this type has turned up in the Watson collection, British makers of the period, such as Charles Lancaster, offered them - and the ammunition - as standard items to illustrious clients such as Holmes.
 
“There can be little doubt that such a firearm was the one fired by Holmes in his study.” - PK

"I say Holmes, the Daily Herald says that there is an interesting expedition being proposed by a Mister Amundsen from Norway.  He proposes to explore the highlands of New Guinea using Reindeers as transport."

"Reindeers? I'd rather ride on possums" replied Holmes tersely.

"But this expedition is being sponsored by the Nordic Institute of Asian Studies from the University of Copenhagen.  You are familiar with the embryonic works of Mister Niels Bohr of the self-same country?  I believe there is a new element, Bohrium named after him."

"And what does he say of this expedition?"

"He is quoted as saying 'it is of the utmost scientific importance'".

"I suppose he'll next be saying that the world is getting warmer. But nevertheless it is worth some further investigation."

"Watson, have you your pith helmet?"

"Indeed Holmes, and your custom special Lancaster pistol with the Morris short round ammunition."

"Good man Watson.  I suppose if we are going to join this reindeer-brained expedition we might as well go prepared."

Several weeks has passed and Holmes and Watson had agreed to join Amundsen's trek, as recommended by Bohr. They were travelling by packet to the port of Esbjerg where they were to meet Amundsen - and the Reindeers.

After they had settled into their cabin they were invited to meet the great Amundsen at the Captain's table.

"It is an honour to meet you sir, the famous explorer and the first to reach the antipodean pole and traverse the Northwest Passage" said Holmes in an uncharacteristic display of enthusiasm. "But what may have caused you to invite us - mere consulting detectives - on your latest expedition?"

"Please take a seat, Mr Holmes, Dr Watson.  Our expedition is sponsored by the Nordic Institute of Asian Studies at Københavns Universitet.  You are invited here for good reason which I shall explain."

"The reindeer is a remarkable animal - as I am sure you know - which has sustained the Sami nomads for thousands of years."

"Indeed sir."

"Well I have the revolutionary notion, building on the work of your famous scientists Alfred Wallace and Charles Darwin, that species have the ability to adapt and evolve over many years. I believe the Nordic Reindeer is one such species."

"Well that would indeed be revolutionary."

"My theory is that the antecedents of the reindeer first emerged on the ancient continent of Gondwanaland and were adapted to temperate climes. As the continents drifted they found themselves in tropical latitudes, and over thousands more years adapted to a hotter and more humid environment.

In short, they found themselves in the area now known as New Guinea."

"How unfortunate for them," muttered Watson sotto voce. Luckily his remark went unheard by all except his friend.

Amundsen continued, his voice mounting in excitement.

"Due to the geological and climatological conditions at the time, they migrated north and west and over many more years found a home in northern Europe where they adapted to colder conditions during the last great ice age.

But their genetic home is New Guinea! And I aim to prove that! But I need the help of the best cryptozoological investigators I could find, so naturally I turned to your good selves, having heard of your investigation into the Simbu Hound."

"Well we are flattered I am sure. But do you have new evidence to support your theory?"

"Yes indeed!  My local informants tell me that an ancient cave has recently been discovered on the slopes of Mount Lamington in the mountains of that country and preliminary searches confirm that it contains many ancient mammalian bones, and antlers! Reindeer antlers!  We must explore this possibility."

Holmes queried "but why bring Nordic Reindeers themselves on the expedition?"

"Because I believe they have some ancient genetic memory that will be awakened by reintroducing them to their original tropical habitat, and I aim to demonstrate this."

Watson to Holmes, again in a whisper, "Holmes you do realise he is barking mad?"

"Quite so Watson, but I cannot let down my old friend Niels, who asked me to look after him."

And so commenced one of the greatest and most curious of scientific expeditions - across the Owen Stanleys by reindeer!

Holmes asked Amundsen "what is this strange contraption?" as they were unloading their supplies from the ship which had docked in Port Moresby.

"It is my specially designed sled, to help us carry our supplies over the mountains. It has runners made of white metal which I believe will give us an advantage in the muddy terrain."

They made their way out of the settlement, the Reindeers moaning and bellowing at their first exposure to tropical heat.

"Holmes - that one spat at me!" ejaculated Watson.

"Don't complain Watson.  And that one is of the American sub-species. The glacial-interglacial cycles of the upper Pleistocene had a major influence on the evolution of Rangifer Tarandus and other Arctic and sub-Arctic species.

“Isolation of Rangifer Tarandus in Wisconsin in North America and the Weichselian in Eurasia shaped "intraspecific genetic variability" particularly between the North American and Eurasian parts of the Arctic.

“That is an American Reindeer, also known as a Caribou. They often spit at the British."

"Well he should learn some manners."

"Don't argue with him Watson, he is the pack leader and his name is Rudolph. And his nose intrigues me."

They made their way laboriously up to the foothills of the Owen Stanleys.

Watson was tiring as they eventually reached a peak and stared down at the valley below to see Popondetta laid out before them.

"Good Doctor, why not ride in the sled and wear your helmet to protect your head from the tropical sun" suggested Amundsen.

"And I have packed some presents to appease the local villagers" he added as an afterthought.

Obediently Watson donned his Pith helmet, sat in the sled and handed out gifts to the local children as they passed through each village.

And so a legend was born.  Watson was Father Christmas!

They eventually reached the cave on the slopes of Mt Lamington.  But here were no bones, and no antlers, just an ominous rumbling from the belly of the mountain.

A villager appeared and said, "You waitman have been tricked by the wicked one."

Holmes asked "and who might this trickster be?"

"His name is Mouratu."

Holmes stared at Watson, his jaw dropping in disbelief.

"You don't mean Moriarty?"

"Well he nogat twistimtok so we call him Mouratu."

The expedition was a complete disaster. No fossil reindeer, no ancient continental migrations, no proof for Amundsen's wild theories.  But he was not downhearted.

"Mister Holmes, I have a young nephew called Heyerdahl, who has this theory that the Pacific Islands were first colonised by travellers from South America. He proposes an expedition on balsa rafts to demonstrate this. Are you willing to join?"

Holmes replied - "Watson, hand me the Lancaster, with the Morris short round."

Sorcery and sexism in Papua New Guinea

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Kepari Leniata burned aliveHELEN CLARK | The Diplomat

ONE of Papua New Guinea’s most persistent problems is not its possibly overheated resource sector nor allegations of corruption. It’s witchcraft.

More specifically, the vicious murders of women accused of sorcery. This is a complex problem that involves violence against women, land reclamations, and a rapidly developing nation.

A press release from Amnesty International called on the government to do more to protect women in the nation after a woman known as Mifla was hacked to death by a group of men in mid-May. Two other women were also threatened and only just escaped. The trio, along with their children, were first accused in January.

A long-time Papua New Guinea resident and land rights activist, Lutheran missionary Anton Lutz, had been documenting the attacks and told the Australian Associated Press, “They believed she was a sanguma (sorcerer), that she was responsible for deaths and misfortune in their world.”

A witness apparently heard one killer say, “I’m sorry sister, I guess this is your day to die.”

Mifila’s death is not uncommon. Attacks, largely targeting unprotected women, based on sorcery allegations have been an increasing problem in PNG, though belief in witchcraft and punishments for it is, says a UN paper from 2013, “culturally embedded.”

PNG’s 7.3 million people speak more than 850 languages and culture and customs vary greatly. Eighty percent still live in rural areas that can be very remote. This makes access to justice, outside of traditional courts, difficult. It also makes policing such crimes hard, even when the will from authorities is there.

As the country has modernized, however piecemeal, these attacks have increased, as has their barbarity, according to most who study this. The government has taken some steps to combat the trend, the main one being the repeal of the 1971 Sorcery Act in 2013.

Sorcery made international headlines in 2013 when footage of 20-year-old Kepari Lanieta being burned alive atop a pile of tires went viral.

The horror and disgust within PNG was fierce. Alexander Rheeney, editor of the Post-Courier wrote, “We believe that justice is dispensed in a legally constituted court of law and not a kangaroo court chaired by individuals misled by superstition and trickery.”

He despaired that so many of these “self-styled witch-killers” also got off with light sentences, assuming they were prosecuted at all.

A Facebook page remembering Lanieta has 14,000 members and still regularly posts links about violence against women. Papua New Guinea has a notably active social media scene and cell phone usage is growing, making the documentation of such atrocities easier.

Less than two months after that burning, the leader of the South Bougainville Women’s Federation, Helen Rumbali was tortured then beheaded. Though both incidents are horrific, they are sadly common. The UN has estimated that attacks occur “on a weekly basis.” PNG itself believes that 150 people are killed each year in just one of its 20 provinces as a result of sorcery accusations.

A 2013 long-form story by journalist Jo Chandler for the now-defunct Global Mail noted that the attacks had become far more barbaric. Whereas once someone may have been pushed from a cliff she now might be tortured with hot iron bars to her genitals before being burned, sometimes slowly.

Chandler also noted that sources said some groups with little historical belief in witchcraft were now conducting attacks, which were often run by unemployed young men. Unemployment in PNG is high and the resources boom has had far reaching effects on traditional cultures and community.

“It is reprehensible that women, the old, and the weak in our society, should be targeted for alleged sorcery or wrongs that they actually have nothing to do with,” prime minister Peter O’Neill has said.

All local and international organizations working on this or wider issues of gender or violence welcomed the repeal of 1971 Sorcery Act which, they said, legitimized attacks upon those suspected of sorcery. The Act sought also to bring such attacks into the legal arena whilst crediting the importance of customary law and traditional beliefs, but legislation and enforcement remained weak.

A 2013 paper on the subject by the UN says that sorcery-related attacks are not actually covered by international law per se but it could come under its varied sections, from CEDAW to provisions against torture or access to justice. What is important, it notes, is that though the State cannot be held responsible for the actions of individuals it can be for its failure “to prevent, investigate, prosecute or compensate for the commission of the act.”

PNG, the consensus goes, must do more. “Papua New Guinea’s authorities must once and for all bring a halt to attacks against alleged ‘sorcerers’ and systemic violence against women.,” said Amnesty’s Kate Schuetze in last week’s press release.

Helen Haro from the country Gender Justice Program Manager for Oxfam told The Diplomat that the PNG had shown initiative and commitment, not just in getting rid of the sorcery act but also in drafting the Sorcery Action Plan and more broadly establishing Family Sexual Violence Units and Family Support Centres. “These reforms have, however, been driven by non-government organizations – the government must show its commitment with resource allocation and enforcement.”

“It has been observed that it is impossible to even credibly speculate whether gender violence has increased or decreased,” Jo Chandler wrote in a Lowy Institute paper in 2014

More broadly, this is about impunity when it comes to violence against women. It is women without male relatives, such as brothers or sons, or widows who have married into their husband’s village to be left stranded after his death who are often the targets. Often it is elderly women.

The UN’s Special Rapporteur on gender has said, “Women are the first to be blamed and targeted when there is an unexplained death or misfortune in a family or village” and thus lived in constant fear of being accused of sorcery.

But although women are disproportionately affected the drivers are not simply misogyny but rather money. Much like the terror of the Spanish Inquisition, “witches” are targeted in property disputes, according to Haro.

“Our work in the highlands with the Human Rights Defenders Network revealed that while in some cases accusations of sorcery are passed from family to family for generations and driven by strong beliefs, other claims are fabricated for financial gain. Recent research by Oxfam found that in 2 in every 3 accusations resulting in a relocation, sorcery accusations were used as a means of repossessing wealth or resources such as land, houses, or businesses of the person accused.”

Access to justice is complicated by the remoteness of many areas and village courts or forms of customary law often deal, or don’t, with problems. PNG may be on the way to improving legislation but this has not necessarily trickled down to those parts of the country where it is needed.

One good piece of legislation might be the COMMIT Campaign, endorsed by the Minister of Police in 2013, to end violence against women. It has yet to be enacted at grassroots level, it seems. Interest in issues such as domestic violence is not new: This report by the Constitutional and Law Reform Commission of Papua New Guinea is from 1992

International organizations and civil society are working to engage men and boys, as well local village heads and chiefs. Australia, the country’s largest aid donor, has invested in various areas, from work in legal systems to gender and family-specific areas.

Gender rights has been a specific area of focus. Right now, victims are most often saved when leaders, such as police or church leaders, intervene.

That 1992 report notes six underlying principles to combating domestic violence. Number two states: Violence is learned behavior, which can be unlearned. Which means that violence spurious allegations of sorcery can be unlearned, also.

Helen Clark was based in Hanoi for six years as a reporter and magazine editor. She has written for two dozen publications including The Diplomat (as Bridget O’Flaherty), Time, The Economist, the Asia Times Online and the Australian Associated Press

Bougainville at a crossroads: independence and the mine

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Buka man watches as PNG prime minister offers apology for civil war (ABC)KERI PHILLIPS | Rear Vision, ABC Radio National

THE story of Bougainville begins in the dying days of Australia's colonial presence in what would soon become the independent nation of Papua New Guinea.

Bougainville, as well as the rest of what would become PNG, came under Australian control after World War II.

During the ‘60s, as independence approached, there was debate over whether or not Bougainville would be part of the new nation. The island is the largest in the Solomon Islands archipelago and its people have more in common in terms of ethnic, tribal and customary values with Solomon Islanders than with PNG.

‘Bougainvilleans are a united group with a sense of a separate identity, centred particularly on their very dark skin colour, much darker than the average in the rest of Papua New Guinea,’ says Anthony Regan, a constitutional lawyer at ANU and an advisor to the current Bougainville government.

‘During the post-war period, the beginnings of a linking of political and economic demands to Bougainville identity asserted against the rest of Papua New Guinea began to emerge. Even in the early '60s when a UN mission visited Bougainville, there was a call from some Bougainvilleans for the UN to take over or for Bougainville to be part of America. I'm not saying this was every Bougainvillean but there was a significant element of dissatisfaction.’

That feeling of dissatisfaction intensified with the establishment of what would become the world's largest open cut copper mine at Panguna. The Bougainville Copper Agreement was struck between a company then known as Conzinc Rio Tinto of Australia and the Australian government in 1967 and the mine began production in 1972, three years before PNG independence.

‘Many of the local people were opposed to the mine,’ says Griffith University’s Professor Ciaran O'Faircheallaigh, who went to Bougainville as a PhD student during the ‘70s to look at the impact of the deal. ‘At different points, the colonial administration had to bring in riot police to suppress opposition to the mine. We're talking about a situation in which many people didn't want the mine, it was forced on them by the colonial administration through a law, the Bougainville Copper Agreement, in which they had no say.

‘Another very big problem was loss of land associated with the project. One of the major protests was at a place called Rorovana, where women were heavily involved in a protest over the building of a port and other facilities. They were removed by the riot police and some of them were jailed.

‘Similarly, at the mine site itself people were losing their land, people were being relocated to other areas where there often wasn't garden land available. They were being moved on to other people's customary land. Remember, the livelihoods of all these people depended entirely on their land.’

Moreover, the mine caused tremendous environmental damage, according to O'Faircheallaigh.

‘Mining companies were allowed to simply dump the waste into the rivers, which is what happened. There was no tailings dam in the way there would be in Australia to confine these. About 50 million tonnes of waste a year was simply dumped into the rivers, which became biologically dead within a couple of years. They broke their banks and the tailings and the waste from the mine started to spread out onto other people's land.’

The Panguna mine turned out to be incredibly profitable for CRA and its parent company Rio Tinto. So much so that CRA and Rio recovered their entire capital investment in just two and a half years. They were making huge sums of money out of the project, but the compensation that was paid to people was minimal, and often wasn't sufficient even to allow them to buy food to replace the productive land they had lost.

The Bougainville government, set up in 1977, officially got some royalties—about 5 million kina at the time, probably worth about US$40 million today. It was significant revenue, and the government and used it to try and build infrastructure and prosperity across Bougainville as a whole.

Within Bougainville, however, there was a strong sense that the mine had been imposed mainly for the benefit of the independent state of Papua New Guinea, which received a much greater share of the royalties.

During the '80s, a new generation of landowners from the mine area were becoming adults. They had never received any of the compensation for the land taken. The size of the mine workforce had fallen from 10,000 during construction to about 3,500, and Bougainvilleans only occupied about 30 per cent of those positions. By the mid-1980s, young people from all over Bougainville were increasingly resentful about the lack of employment opportunities.  

Young landowners and mine workers, discovering that they couldn't get their concerns heard by the PNG government or the company, decided to take action. They began destroying mine property, burning buildings and blowing up power pylons.

Instead of trying to address their grievances, both the Bougainville government and the national government called in police mobile squads from elsewhere in PNG. Using violence to try to suppress opposition to the mine simply drove more people to join the young rebels, however.

The mine was shut down in May 1989 and has never reopened. PNG troops left Bougainville in March 1990 in the lead up to intended peace negotiations. Police pulled out as well, and suddenly the Bougainville Revolutionary Army led by Francis Ona was in charge of Bougainville

‘Very rapidly from mid-1990 the situation descended into highly localised conflicts, some of it over theft, some of it over payback of old scores, some of it about hitting people who had been regarded as supporting the Papua New Guinea government,’ says ANU’s Anthony Regan.

‘It very rapidly then descended into an internal civil war in Bougainville, with very strongly pro-secessionist BRA people opposed by what were often former BRA who had been losing out in localised conflict who then sought the return of the Papua New Guinea forces.’

‘It was ultimately, from 1990 through to 1997 when the conflict ended, a sort of dual-headed civil war, one between secessionists and Papua New Guinea, another between secessionists in Bougainville and anti-secession Bougainvilleans, and those two civil wars were masking a myriad of the local conflicts—very, very local, probably 70, 80 localised conflicts that had nothing to do with ideology, nothing to do with secession, all to do with land and local history and identities and so on. So it was a very tragic outcome.’

During the conflict, approximately 15,000 to 20,000 Bougainvilleans died. It ended in 2000 after seven years of protracted negotiations that involved New Zealand, Australia and the United Nations. A peace agreement was signed in 2001 by PNG and Bougainville. Both sides agreed that Bougainville would for the moment remain part of PNG but be allowed much more autonomy than other provinces.

Given the island’s history, mining is a very sensitive issue and one part of the peace agreement was that the Bougainville government would ultimately take control of mining on the island. In March this year, that process was completed with the passage of the Bougainville Mining Act.

Mining in Bougainville is now completely controlled by the Autonomous Bougainville Government, whereas in every other province of PNG it's still controlled by the national government. The legislation also states, possibly for the first time ever, that minerals are not owned by the state, but rather by the customary landowners of the land under which they sit.

The final component of the peace agreement was that between 2015 and 2020 there would be a referendum in which Bougainvilleans would decide whether to remain part of PNG or become independent. PNG is not bound to accept the results of that referendum, but the referendum must be held at some point during that period.

Both the independence referendum and the possible reopening of the Panguna mine have been potent issues during the current Bougainvillean presidential and parliamentary elections.

‘They are the two big issues,’ says Anthony Regan. ‘But there is a general view in Bougainville amongst the leadership and amongst very many Bougainvilleans that it's going to be very difficult to have either real autonomy or independence without mining.

‘The Bougainville budget at the moment is about 350 million kina, roughly $150 million, but Bougainville-derived revenue is about 30 million kina, about $12 million.

‘Bougainville, though, is still divided on the issue of mining. There are some landowners in the area very concerned about the reopening of mining, and there are others very worried about the possible environmental effects. So the issue is yet to be determined, but under legislation passed by the Bougainville government in March, Bougainville landowners have been given rights of veto over either exploration or development.

‘So the Bougainville government’s been saying from day one there will be no reopening of the Panguna mine if the landowners don't want it. And with the veto, the landowners will have the final say.

‘The Bougainville government would prefer to have the Panguna mine move ahead quickly if possible, if the landowners want it, mainly because it could be up and running within five, six, seven years, and generating significant revenue for the government even in the two or three years of construction, whereas in general in PNG, new mines from exploration to beginning of operation can take between 15 and 30 years.

‘With the timetable for the referendum, a referendum being required by 2020, the government feels torn and under considerable pressure.’

The formal announcement of the results of the election is scheduled for tomorrow.

Keith Jackson writes: Counting in the Bougainville presidential election concluded yesterday with the incumbent, Dr John Momis, winning comfortably on preferences.

Papua New Guinea to crack down on rampant smoking

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Huli-wigman-smoking-a-bamboo-pipe(www.alamy.com)ROWAN CALLICK | The Australian

PAPUA New Guinea is preparing legislation to control rampant tobacco use, with a survey ­revealing that 42% of high school children smoke regularly.

Acting Health Secretary Elva Lionel said in a speech at Gordon Secondary School in Port Moresby to mark World No Tobacco Day: “Children as young as 10 years old are smoking. Where is this country heading?”

The cabinet is considering legislation to control tobacco use, and to halt access to cheap smuggled cigarettes.

The World Bank, with the backing of Australian Aid, launched a report yesterday on tobacco use, which said PNG was one of the 10 countries with the highest use per person.

A packet of the same brand of cigarettes costs in PNG 47% of the price in Australia.

The government has announced its indexing program for tobacco excise will rise by 10% a year for the next five years, pushing the tax up to about 70% of the retail price. But a large amount of the tobacco consumed in PNG is smuggled across the porous 820km border with Indonesia without any excise being paid.

And many people, especially in rural areas, smoke a highly potent home-grown tobacco, brus, which largely goes untaxed.

The World Bank report urges that tougher pricing “must be supported by other control measures, including advertising bans, smoke-free zones, public education, graphic messaging, and enforcement of rules against selling tobacco to minors”.

The proportion of the overall population who smoke is 40%.

The bank said: “It is an important development challenge, imposing a significant burden to households, particularly poor households” — accounting for up to 7% of household total expenditure, and up to 27% of the food budget.

Ms Lionel told the Gordon students: “Just because illegal tobacco is cheaper doesn’t mean it’s better. It is just as harmful.

“Girls are smoking. Women are smoking. This is not good for our country.”

Volunteerism is not easy; yet the SWA is devoted to it

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Jimmy Drekore (right) presents a gift of books to a teacher at Mur High SchoolFRANCIS NII

An entry in the Crocodile Prize
PNG Chamber of Mines & Petroleum
Award for Essays & Journalism

VOLUNTEERISM means sacrificing precious time, energy, knowledge, experience and resources for the benefit of others in the community and, more broadly, the nation.

It is no easy feat, particularly when the volunteers are people with no formal employment and with no stable financial base.

It’s a mammoth task, particularly in the society that is ridden with greed and selfishness, and yet members of the Simbu Writers Association (SWA) are devoted to it.

There are times things don’t turn out the way they expect but they don’t look back. With the heart of a lion they keep progressing one step at a time. This is because their heart is in what they believe in and their motive is honourable.

Combining likeminded people to pursue a common aim is like fusing lodestars together. As the saying goes, two minds are better than one, and I suppose many minds are better still. SWA members Jimmy Drekore, Mathias Kin, Jimmy Awagl and Arnold Mundua are an invincible force.

Helping children to excel in education is building a pathway for a better nation. A country without educated people is not a nation but a barren land.

A nation of highly educated people is a nation full of gold and silver. It will prosper.

L-R - Jimmy Drekore, Mathias Kin, Jimmy Awagl, Waugla Wii, Francis Nii and driver at Mur High SchoolThis is what the people in SWA believe and have sacrificed much in order to pursue the Simbu for Literary Excellence Program to help Simbu children excel in education so they can excel in life.

SWA members climb rugged mountains and cross ferocious rivers amidst scorching heat and bone-shattering cold to inform and spread the idea of Papua New Guinean literature and reading to students and teachers.

Taking a PMV (public motor vehicle) to one school, jumping on a police vehicle or into an ambulance to reach another and taking a truck back to base may seem a hassle but not for this group of indomitable hearts.

For the SWA leaders, getting students and teachers fully versed with their intentions is critical if they are to value Simbu for Literary Excellence and get involved in it. Communication is very important and a task that has to be accomplished by every possible means.

At the same time they present small gifts they carry with them and share fun and even shed tears with their audiences.

In the two years of this project, the publication of the Ku High School Anthology last year was a pinnacle and a benchmark among high schools in Papua New Guinea.

And SWA will produce another Anthology this year as the highpoint of its 2015 literary efforts and this will feature the writing of high and secondary school students to be delivered to schools as a perfect 40th independence gift … a productive and achievable project! 


Revealed: The 2,500 year old archaeology of Rossel Island

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Jason Kariwiga of UPNG  & Dr  Ben Shaw of UNSWMATT LEAVESLEY

THE earliest evidence of human occupation of Rossel Island in the Louisiade Archipelago of Milne Bay Province dates back to 2,500 years ago according to recent research by Dr Ben Shaw of the University of New South Wales.

Dr Shaw recently presented the results of his research to the University of Papua New Guinea archaeology laboratory group. He undertook extensive field surveys in 2011 and 2012 on Rossel and nearby islands.

The surveys were followed by archaeological excavations in areas judged to have high archaeological potential.

The earliest evidence of human occupation of Rossel dates back to 2,500 years ago and by 1,300 years ago pottery was being imported to Nimowa through ocean-going trade.

Unlike Nimowa, also in the Louisiades, and much of the Milne Bay region, Rossel islanders did not make or use pottery until about 550 years ago.

Before then, however, they did possess shell valuables consistent with other islands in the region, suggesting that, while they didn’t import pottery, they were not isolated by distance.

Dr Shaw argues that introduction of pottery to Rossel and the beginning of the Kula voyages were related. While Rossel appears never to have been directly linked to the Kula the islanders did contribute through exchanges with their neighbours.

This was the first ever fully-fledged archaeological project on Rossel Island and these results are extremely important to greater knowledge of the region.

The Dean of the School of Humanities & Social Sciences at UPNG, Ms Teppsy Beni, received a copy of Dr Shaw’s thesis and Jason Kariwiga received a poster outlining the results of the research project (pictured).

Dr Shaw’s thesis is dedicated to the late Herman Amaka Mandui, formerly chief archaeologist and deputy director at the PNG National Museum and Art Gallery.

The poster is on display in the hallway outside the archaeology laboratories on the ground floor of the Kuri Dom Building. People from Rossel Island, students of archaeology and the general public are invited to view the poster.

Dr Matthew Leavesley is a Senior Lecturer in Archaeology at the University of Papua New Guinea

Cursed with daughters: the story of Gundu and Baundo

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NICOLA DANIEL

An entry in the Crocodile Prize
PNG Government Award for Short Stories

IT caused speculation when Gundu gave birth to her fifth girl to join four female siblings.

Baundo was born at the break of dawn when the first roosters struggled to crow in the light drizzle that made the whole scene suggestive of misfortune.

In a small hut on the hilltop of Pari village, Baundo Dekemba was born to Ambane and Gundu.

Everyone was anxious to find out the gender of the baby because Ambane was an outstanding and courageous hunter and warrior who for some unknown reason did not have a son.

Did the couple finally strike luck after a long line of daughters?

Everyone queued outside the hut at sunrise pondering how they would react to the announcement of the newcomer.

Ambane who was fighting a vicious and bloodthirsty war with a neighbouring clan was informed of the news and took a shortcut home to show his resentment in the arrival of yet another daughter.

He was angered at the news and discerned that he had to kill the new baby as a sacrifice to the masalai so next time he would surely have a baby boy.

The forest seemed distressed as he ran noticing nothing, full of the thought that he had to kill the baby girl. It was not impulsive; it was something he had vowed to do when he learnt that Gundu was with child.

Gundu, dismayed by her predicament, knew she had to move immediately and take the baby into hiding before Ambane returned.

She knew he would show no mercy and would kill the baby. Gundu did not blame him for this; she blamed herself. Why did the masalai curse her to conceive only girls? Perhaps she may have disturbed them or accidently been sighted by one whose glare caused this curse.

She thanked the midwife and gently took hold of her baby girl and attempted to get up and walk. But she was weak and her legs trembled and failed to assist her attempt to flee.

Gundu fell clumsily to the dusty floor of the hut and the agonising pain that exploded from her lower abdomen travelled instantly throughout her being.

Her need to escape was overwhelming yet the ordeal seemed impossible. She slumped on the floor in a distressed state, knowing that she stood no chance of saving her baby. She gave in to fatigue and fell into a deep sleep with her baby in her arms.

The baby did not cry but somehow reciprocated her mother’s emotions in a calm and subtle way. It was as if she felt the pain and distress she was causing her mother and did not want to add to her long list of problems.

She slept peacefully in a bilum covered in pandanas leaves and dried crushed stalks from trees. Her face lit up with innocence and her skin glowing from the pig’s oil, a healing remedy for the wounds mother and baby suffered during delivery.

A loud call woke the exhausted mother and now the baby started crying from the clamour in the village. Gundu knew the familiar sound of the calls from the mountain tops followed by confused and grief stricken cries. Someone must have died.

Footsteps surrounded her hut and within seconds wailing commenced. Gundu did not want to believe what was happening but her instinct told her that tragedy had stumbled upon her husband.

A painful scream left her mouth and the villagers burst in to the hut, crying with grief and sympathy for the loss of a brave warrior who was a pillar of strength in the village.

The crying went on into the afternoon and the women remained with Gundu to mourn until the next new moon as tradition had it. She was not allowed to see Ambane despite her need to prove that he was gone from the face of the earth on a spiritual journey.

She knew he would visit from time to time in reincarnated animal or spiritual form.

Gundu looked down at the baby who was now sleeping soundlessly in the bilum and saw how much she resembled her father. Her baby’s name would be Baundo Dekemba and she would grow into a strong-willed woman with her father’s tough character and outspoken wit.

Baundo would one day be told that her life had been spared as the result of her father’s untimely death at the hands of the enemy tribe.

Ambane’s head had been cut off and taken by the enemy warrior as a trophy while his body had been brought back and buried at the entrance to the village as he would continue his duty in the spiritual realm to guard and protect.

Ambane was destined to die as a warrior but the incident of his daughter’s birth was the deed of the masalai and their all-knowing manipulation of life and death.

Gundu was full of hope for she believed great things were in store for Baundo who was granted life when Ambane’s life was taken.

The masalai always knew what would become of people and it was no mistake of theirs that Baundo, Gundu’s last daughter, had lived.

Naming the unnamed: The hidden treasure of PNG’s old photos

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Unnamed woman of Kilige village, c 1975-79GARRY ROCHE

IT is not uncommon for Papua New Guinea’s historic photographs taken by explorers, kiaps or missionaries to list the names of the expatriates but not the names of the individual local people.

In many ways this is understandable, but it is also regrettable. It is understandable because the kiaps or missionaries may have been passing through an area and may not have known the people involved. Perhaps naming them did not seem to be important.

Perhaps, even if the name were asked for, it was difficult to pronounce or misspelt. In some cases the photographer did know the names of the individuals but did not write them down or pass on the knowledge.

But for the sake of history, and indeed out of respect for the people themselves, it is also regrettable that many of them were not identified and it would be good if an effort were made to do this.

Clearly, many years later, it may not be possible to achieve a high success rate in this endeavour. But there are still people alive who may be able to identify the individuals in photographs dating back even 60 or 70 years.

Some of us may have photographs of local people whose names we know but have not written down, if we do not write them down the information will be lost. I have often failed to record the names of people I have photographed.

The photograph at the top of this article was taken between 1975 and 1979 in a village called Kilige in the Nebyler valley in the Western Highlands.

The village was near Ogawang, between Kuta and Ulga, and the inhabitants were of the Penambe tribe, the subclans being Penambe  Monamp and Penambe Pakimp.

The woman is looking at a photograph with a somewhat sad look on her face.

Her mode of dress, bilum on head, neck beads and purpur, was very common in the Hagen area at that time.

Unfortunately I did not get her name when I took the photograph.  Later I was told that she had died just a few years after the photo was taken.

I still wonder about her name and clan. She was married into the Penambe tribe, but what clan or tribe did she come from? What was her name?

Perhaps it is not too late to make an effort to identify some of the local native people in early photographs. Some of the kiaps or missionaries may be able to point to individuals in photographs and identify them straight away.  We could document the photographs we have.

In the book, First Contact, Bob Connelly and Robin Anderson made the effort to identify many local people in older photographs. However even more can be identified.

Danny Leahy and friends, c 1933-36For example, on page 230 of the book there is a photograph of Danny Leahy showing fish to local Hagen natives who are only identified as ‘onlookers’ in the caption. The photograph was taken sometime between 1933 and 1936.

Two of the onlookers have been identified as Wamp son of Wan (later Sir Wamp Wan) and Titip son of Kanapi, both of the Mokei Nampakae clan.

Danny Leahy could never have foreseen that one of the natives he was meeting, Wamp Wan, would later be knighted, travel to London and Rome, personally meet two Popes (Paul VI in Rome and John Paul II in Mt Hagen) and live to be 100 years old. 

He could not have envisaged that some of Titip Kanapi’s grandchildren and great grandchildren  would visit Iraq, Ireland, Singapore, Australia, that some of them would study in Taiwan and that other would be living in Melbourne and Cairns, and running businesses in Port Moresby.

Titip features in the video, First Contact. He is the old man who describes how, as a young warrior, he was shot in the elbow during a confrontation with explorers near where the Highlander Hotel now stands and left for dead by his clansmen.

He was nursed back to health by his wife. He lived to have many children and grandchildren.

If we have old photographs, we should perhaps document and name as many people as we can in them.

PNG Attitude’s most commented upon & most liked in May

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PNG Books 4 PNG SchoolsKEITH JACKSON

IT seems there’s no such thing as a boring month in the Papua New Guinea – Australia relationship nor in PNG Attitude, one of whose tasks is to keep that relationship in the headlights.

May proved to be a particularly intriguing month because of an incident that developed in a most unexpected way – out of supporting papers to the Australian federal budget.

The budget papers let it be known that Australia had plans to locate a new diplomatic post in Bougainville. Whaaaat, cried PNG, how about asking us first!

We did, responded Australian foreign affairs minister Julie Bishop. But it turned out (more than a week later) that we hadn’t.

And it took a Senate Estimates Committee interrogation of foreign affairs department boss, Peter Varghese, to bring the information out into the light of day.

Meanwhile, PNG had retaliated by banning Australians from visiting Bougainville which made Bougainvilleans very upset indeed – and right in the middle of the provincial elections.

Heaven knows what repercussions that will have down the track. Bougainvilleans are suspicious of PNG at the best of times.

They’ll be discussing this Australian stuff-up in university foreign affairs tutorials for a long time to come.

May was also the month in which PNG scientist and poet Michael Dom decided it was past time for the PNG parliament to show some real commitment to local literature and local authors by getting their books into the 4,000 schools that dot the country.

While a petition gathered only a couple of hundred signatures, it was the framing of Michael’s advocacy that was clever.

And when the face-to-face representation to parliament takes place – with Dame Carol Kidu and Governor Gary Juffa facilitating the process – it will certainly be a powerful awareness raising exercise and this is just what the Crocodile prize requires in the higher echelons of PNG decision-making.

Well done, that Poet.

By the way, my top Twitter pronouncement on @PNGAttitude in May earned 976 impressions and was: “Married to Ingrid for 30 years today. The many blessings & benefits of a strong & beautiful woman.... Where would we men be?”

Did I hear someone say romance is dead? Anyway, on with the pieces most commented upon  and most liked by our readers in May....

MOST COMMENTED UPON PIECES IN MAY….

30 comments - Bishop must apologise & retract plan for Bougainville mission (Francis Nii). Francis was adamant, and readers tended to agree, that Australian foreign affairs minister Julie Bishop should apologise to the people and government of PNG and “retract her government’s intention to clandestinely interfere in PNG’s internal affairs by establishing a diplomatic mission on Bougainville.”

20 comments - The King James Bible & the many meanings of the word of God (Rev Dr Philip Gibbs SVD). Fr Gibbs suggested that it was a mistake to identify God’s word only with written words in a holy book in a way that could border on Bible idolatry. An interesting ecclesiastical contribution on the plan to “enthrone” the early King James version of the Bible in PNG’s parliament.

18 comments - Join us in petitioning parliament to get 5,000 books into schools (Michael Dom). “Regardless of the opinion each one of us may have on the issue of the King James Version Bible,” Michael argued, “one point cannot be denied - a lot of money was spent to acquire it.” And so began the quest to petition the PNG parliament to provide funds to put PNG-authored literature into PNG schools.

17 comments - Get to know your country better: become a local tourist (Francis Nii). The “general perception of what tourism is about is foreigners coming to PNG and taking pleasure in the cultures, rituals, nature and scenery of our country,” said Francis. But the real thrust of this article was to advocate that Papua New Guineans should see their own country through a greater emphasis being placed on domestic tourism.

16 comments - We want PNG authored books in our schools(Michael Dom). Michael continued to hammer the point throughout the month and readers were with him every step of the way. “Papua New Guineans need to be reading literature that was authored by Papua New Guineans.But PNG authors have not been supported to create literature that encompasses our heritage, tells PNG stories in novels, expresses PNG perceptions through poetry or explains PNG thinking through essays.”

15 comments - Let the 'c' word run free. Desperately seeking collaboration (Rashmii Amoah). An entertaining evocation by Rashmii of the need for greater collaboration amongst Papua New Guineans. “This banter is by no means cause for haemorrhage-inducing angst or furious questions fired to gauge my allegiance to country or love for olgeta man, meri, pik na dok.It's an alternative to the bleaker lamentations of the societal dysfunctions that have infested our beloved nation.”

14 comments - The voice of Michael Dom: political, powerful, connected (Martyn Namorong). Martyn reviews Michael’s second collection of poetry, O Arise!: Poems on Papua New Guinea's Politics & Society. “What is a Papua New Guinean writer but a warrior continuing the proud traditions of their ancestors, firing arrows that defend the land but also feed the tribe….In continuing that fine tradition, Michael Dom writes with a spirit that connects many of us as we sometimes reflect on the world around us.”

13 comments - Two old Kundiawa hands prepare to send books to Simbu (Keith Jackson). I took a great deal of pleasure in writing this piece about two dear buddies, Terry Shelley of Goroka and Murray Bladwell of Brisbane, who have embarked on a project to collect and distribute 11,000 books for Simbu Province schools. A massive undertaking that will make a massive difference in the central highlands.

11 comments - Welcome to Bibliocracy(Michael Dom). It was certainly Michael Dom’s month. Here’s one of his poems that got readers’ engaged:

A vibrant democracy
A rampant hypocrisy
This is the PNG way

Casual religious bigotry
Crippled informal economy
This is all we have today

Women die from pregnancy
Children learn delinquency
Men rape with impunity

11 comments - I am concerned that PNG wants to control travel to Bougainville (John Momis). Bougainville’s president has been re-elected since he wrote this piece, but the precipitate action by PNG to ban travel to his province by Australians will rancour for some time to come. The ban was subsequently lifted.

10 comments - Hunting magpie geese in the lagoon of Aramia (Bob Cleland). Nice colonial days piece by Bob – “Balimo in 1960 wasn’t big enough to call a town. It was a small government station sitting alongside a mission establishment on a promontory projecting into a large, shallow, freshwater lagoon attached to the Aramia River. All the flat land dotted with many lagoons.”

10 comments - Koroibete sinks the Kumuls in Pacific rugby league test(Peter Kranz). Rose and Aunty Mary weathered torrential rain, train stoppages, unruly schoolkids and racist bikies in travelling to Robina Oval only to see Papua New Guinea lose to Fiji. But they enjoyed the buzz of the game anyway.

10 comments - PNG's first heroes: warriors who laid the foundation of a nation (John Fowke). John shows great stamina in persisting in his struggle to educate the “efflorescence of internet commentary by a new generation of Australian Pacific experts” who, with alarming frequency, misconstrue the context and even the facts about PNG in colonial times. In this piece John makes a plausible case as to why PNG’s first nation builders were the so-called Fuzzy Wuzzy Angels.

MOST LIKED PIECES IN MAY….

78 likes - We want PNG authored books in our schools (Michael Dom)

77 likes - Join us in petitioning parliament to get 5,000 books into schools (Michael Dom)

75 likes - Let the 'c' word run free. Desperately seeking collaboration (Rashmii Amoah)

45 likes - The voice of Michael Dom: political, powerful, connected (Martyn Namorong)

43 likes - PNG Christians must call on Jokowi to free West Papua (Martyn Namorong)

22 likes - Sorry mate: Australia snips aid to PNG by a cool $25 million (Peter Kranz)

22 likes - Let’s give our kids the opportunity to read wantok writing (Michael Dom)

22 likes - PNG bans Australians from travelling to Bougainville (Liam Cochrane)

20 likes - Bishop must apologise & retract plan for Bougainville mission (Francis Nii)

20 likes - Manus censorship another sign of Australia’s contempt for PNG (Peter Kranz)

20 likes -PNG angered by Australian plan to build Bougainville mission (AAP)

'Resonance of My Thoughts’: New essays from Francis Nii

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The Resonance of My ThoughtsPHIL FITZPATRICK

An entry in the Crocodile Prize
Ok Tedi Mining Ltd Book of the Year Award

The Resonance of My Thoughts by Francis Nii, Pukpuk Publications, 126 pages, ISBN 978-1511968874. Available from Amazon, paperback US$3.94 (K10.32) plus postage, e-book US$1.00 (K2.62). Follow this link

FRANCIS Nii was one of the earliest supporters of the Crocodile Prize and, following Reg Renagi’s example, wasn’t afraid to put his name on what he wrote for PNG Attitude either.

Given Francis’s vulnerable physical condition this was a great example to other writers.

I well recall looking up from my papers at the very first Crocodile Prize writers’ workshop in Port Moresby in 2011 and spotting him in his battered old wheelchair. It was a bit of a surprise because he hadn’t mentioned his disability to anyone.

Francis has a well-developed streak of contrariness and we’ve had our differences in the past, most notably about religion and a certain parliamentary Speaker and a set of Sepik carvings. They are differences, however, that have been discussed politely and with informed measure.

And I must admit that these days I look forward to his contrary views, they are always illuminating and thought-provoking.

Francis is a founder and stalwart of the Simbu Writer’s Association leading by example rather than by decree.  He is also a strong advocate for disabled people in Papua New Guinea.

So what he writes about is worth reading. And that’s where this collection of essays comes to the fore.

Regular readers of PNG Attitude will recognise many of the pieces.  They range over a wide spectrum of issues and themes and are both topical and timeless.

Hopefully, as more writers follow Francis’s example, a body of similar material will be assembled. It is the stuff of history after all, and very important to the nation and in its own right.

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