Nguru Nguru, making fire

Camelthorn Kalahari, 31st of March 2024 - It’s early morning when we meet five bushmen, who will do a short walk with us and explain how their ancestors survived in the harsh conditions of the desert. They come running towards us and greet us in their click language. A ranger from the Kalahari translates into English. They wear only a loin cloth and look petite and fragile. Scarce water supplies were stocked in ostrich eggs and hidden close to a landmark tree they would be able to recognise later. They show us how they hunted ant eaters and what herbs are medicinal. The smallest of the group has tattoos and is the most talkative. They show us how they make fire, ‘nguru nguru’. Short men with charisma, confidence and respect for nature.

Bushmen protective of their ancient customs (FDC)



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