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Vera Ilvera is a member of the Eveni, one of 26 indigenous peoples spread over Siberia and the far north of the Russian Federation. She is now in her seventies and lives in the village of Khailino, very far away from Moscow. Vera spends most of the short Artic summer in a fishing camp with her extended family filleting salmon caught in the Vyvenko River. Most of the salmon are then hung to dry and put into raised storage huts for the winter. During summer and the brief autumn the fields of the tundra are covered with berries which they collect to make jams and marmalades. Since the break-up of the former Soviet Union there has been a revival of indigenous traditions, and the native languages of those northern people are being taught in schools once again.
As part of an indigenous minority in Russia, Vera Ilvera is on the margins of society. Yet within that community she is more respected for her age and her insight than old people usually are in the industrialized world. In the West, with its cult of youth and its dispersive ways of living, old people are too often dismissed and discarded. Their physical frailty is confused with mental weakness. In reality older people continue growing and learning long after the wrinkles on their faces have deepened and the hair has whitened. "The simplicity and tranquillity of my life here gives me a sense of harmony and connectedness", says Vera, "Being connected both forwards and backwards in time, both up and down to heaven and earth, and heart-to-heart to all other beings. As I see it, this is only way to avoid the fear of ageing"
És clar és clar. Ara venen les fotografies que he trobat de Khailino. I tant si és very far from Moscow! És a Kamchatka!
Em sembla que aquest poble és més a la vora de New York que no pas de MoscouVera Ilvera is a member of the Eveni, one of 26 indigenous peoples spread over Siberia and the far north of the Russian Federation. She is now in her seventies and lives in the village of Khailino, very far away from Moscow. Vera spends most of the short Artic summer in a fishing camp with her extended family filleting salmon caught in the Vyvenko River. Most of the salmon are then hung to dry and put into raised storage huts for the winter. During summer and the brief autumn the fields of the tundra are covered with berries which they collect to make jams and marmalades. Since the break-up of the former Soviet Union there has been a revival of indigenous traditions, and the native languages of those northern people are being taught in schools once again.
As part of an indigenous minority in Russia, Vera Ilvera is on the margins of society. Yet within that community she is more respected for her age and her insight than old people usually are in the industrialized world. In the West, with its cult of youth and its dispersive ways of living, old people are too often dismissed and discarded. Their physical frailty is confused with mental weakness. In reality older people continue growing and learning long after the wrinkles on their faces have deepened and the hair has whitened. "The simplicity and tranquillity of my life here gives me a sense of harmony and connectedness", says Vera, "Being connected both forwards and backwards in time, both up and down to heaven and earth, and heart-to-heart to all other beings. As I see it, this is only way to avoid the fear of ageing"
És clar és clar. Ara venen les fotografies que he trobat de Khailino. I tant si és very far from Moscow! És a Kamchatka!
Aquest és el caminet que et porta des d'un poble de per allà a la vora fins a Khailino, quan està nevat
Però suposo que no has d'anar-hi sempre amb gossos, que també es poden fer servir motos de neu. Un dels moments més impactants de la meva vida va ser quan vaig descobrir, gràcies al llibre de transparències titulat "La casa", que els esquimals viuen en iglús durant l'hivern, però que quan no està tot gelat viuen en cases de fustes com les persones normals
I quan no està glaçat, pots agafar una moto, un parell d'amics i anar a donar volts pel voltant d'un riu (el Vyvenko?), a buscar salmons
O a jugar a amagar-te entre la tundra
o a intentar trepitjar un tros de terra que potser no ha trepitjat mai ningú
i quan te'n cansis, doncs res, te'n tornes al bonic poble de Khailino
on aquestes dues boniques senyores chukchis segur que et reben amb els braços oberts
(val, admeto que aquestes tendes no són a Khailino, que Khailino possiblement té cases de fusta i que aquestes tendes són un campament de la vora)
(i no, està clar que el transsiberià aquí no hi arriba. On m'havia quedat en el recorregut del transsiberià? A Irkutsk? O em sembla que tot just havíem creuat Kazhakstan..)
Però suposo que no has d'anar-hi sempre amb gossos, que també es poden fer servir motos de neu. Un dels moments més impactants de la meva vida va ser quan vaig descobrir, gràcies al llibre de transparències titulat "La casa", que els esquimals viuen en iglús durant l'hivern, però que quan no està tot gelat viuen en cases de fustes com les persones normals
I quan no està glaçat, pots agafar una moto, un parell d'amics i anar a donar volts pel voltant d'un riu (el Vyvenko?), a buscar salmons
O a jugar a amagar-te entre la tundra
o a intentar trepitjar un tros de terra que potser no ha trepitjat mai ningú
i quan te'n cansis, doncs res, te'n tornes al bonic poble de Khailino
on aquestes dues boniques senyores chukchis segur que et reben amb els braços oberts
(val, admeto que aquestes tendes no són a Khailino, que Khailino possiblement té cases de fusta i que aquestes tendes són un campament de la vora)
(i no, està clar que el transsiberià aquí no hi arriba. On m'havia quedat en el recorregut del transsiberià? A Irkutsk? O em sembla que tot just havíem creuat Kazhakstan..)
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