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I Was A Chicken Sexer

DeenaPaddyWhen I first traveled to Israel (some years ago now), I worked on a kibbutz that had many chicken incubators. First assembling boxes for chicken storage, I worked my way up through the ranks of chick beak trimming, inoculating and finally, I was awarded the position of chicken sexer. It’s a delicate procedure requiring sensitivity. A heavy-handed grip will end the chick’s life in an instant. The chick’s insides have to be squeezed out to check for a small ‘nib’ positively identifying it as a male. So I was a chicken sexer. I failed to mention that on any of my previous dating profiles.

Sometimes getting my hands dirty appeals to me…

In Bali, I wanted to climb into the rice terraces and plant rice alongside the farmers. It looks so pretty from afar, but those berms separating the fields are actually very narrow, unstable mud walls with drops between some fields as much as four feet. My balance is not good at times, so I really struggled to stay atop the berms no wider than my foot as I followed the farmer across many fields until we stepped down into a warm flooded terrace, knee deep in mud.DSC02054

He showed me how to section off a quantity of seedlings and bury them in the flooded substrate. This was all done with mime since he didn’t speak a word of English. He watched and grunted approval as I squelched through the mud bending over to plant and getting stuck with each lift of my leg.

Sometimes I wonder if I’m strong enough…

The strength and balance of the women in Bali is amazing. They carry 2 or 3 concrete blocks on their head and climb hundreds of stairs continuously during an 8-10 hour day. I can hardly haul my own body up stairs. When I came upon a bunch of women carrying blocks along a relatively level path, I jumped to join them.

DeenaBlock_1They were quite protective, making sure I didn’t have too much weight on my head. I set off with my heavy load. Okay, it was only one puny block. We seemed to walk forever.

I concentrated on my footing and was happy to be able to balance even this burden. We wound through the dirt paths into the hidden villages. After about a mile, we finally arrived at the community temple they were working on.

DSC01662As proud as I was to have gotten that far, I tripped on the final stretch and fell. My block broke! We offered payment for the broken block, which ended up being a sizable donation to their temple. Everyone took a break to pose for the group picture.

And sometimes a job just looks like too much fun…

We were camping behind the Whakataki Hotel in Castle Point, New Zealand, where sheep shearers filled the hotel bar every evening after work. I figured that shearing a sheep would be a true New Zealand experience.

DSC02685It turns out to be back-breaking work. The sheep resist being grabbed by their front legs, manoevred and flipped onto their backsides to be hauled out of the pen. Its hard to imagine them as big furry stuffed animals because they seem to weigh a ton when they are struggling. With the sheep set on their behinds and tucked between my legs, cutting off their woolen fleece with clippers was a thrill.

DSC02681My back was aching after only one sheep though, so I had little interest in handling the large, unruly rams who were next in line even though the pros joked I wouldn’t have to bend down as low to shear them.

Hmmm…

My high school guidance counsellor never mentioned the variety of jobs that exist in the world. It’s just another reason why travel appeals to me.

 

Sacred Monkey Forest

Below is the album for our visit to the Sacred Monkey Forest in Ubud, Bali. The temples and altars of this Forest are still very much in use by the local village.

The monkeys, although accustomed to and well fed by the tourists, remain wild in their habits. They will grab food right out of your hand (and we advise you to give it up quickly!). They will also grab any bag you´re holding, your cell phone and sometimes shiny objects, like earrings!

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Sacred Bathing Pools

The original Bali religion, based in animism and ancestor worship, is at least 4000 years old. Over the centuries, it has been transformed by Hindu, Buddhist and Japanese influence until it is something unique to the Balinese.DSC01851

The first temples of the Sacred Monkey Forest may be more than 1000 years old. They have been replaced and rebuilt over the centuries because the volcanic island is subject to movement and typhoons.

Inside the Forest, a Dragon Bridge leads to the sacred bathing pools fed by river and spring. The temples and bathing pools inside the Sacred Monkey Forest are still in use by the local village.

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