This series of blog posts is part of the A to Z 2019 Blogging Challenge in which I will write snapshot memories of my early married life in the then Territory of Papua New Guinea.
Massed warriors gather
in the Goroka showground
Highland tribes with spears, arrows and axes
© P Cass 1972
Feathers, beads, and arse gras[i]
Pig grease and smoke blend together
Chanel No 5 it’s not
But it is unforgettable even down the years.
Massive sing-sings with dense crowds
Dance with black mud to their ankles
Rhythmic chanting and ululations
The symphony of kundus[ii] of all sizes.
Wahgi warriors wear a type of woven “skirt” and headdress. Pearl shell necklaces show wealth having been traded with coastal tribes. © P Cass 1972.
Wahgis with long skirts
beat time with their axe-heads
it is hard to tell if his skirt is made of tapa, cloth or woven. Around his neck he wears the skin of a cus-cus or possum. © P Cass 1972
Huli Wigmen, Mudmen from Asaro
Fire-pot men from Fore
Watabung women -beads from Job’s tears.
Thousands in one space lead to
Intertribal confrontation
Deployment of tear gas
Fences are trampled as the crowds disperse.
Our children take it all in
The covert threats absorbed
Released in screams and hysterics
At a Maori welcome in Rotorua.
The firepot men at Goroka Show. P Cass 1972.
Tok Pisin
hamamas tru – enjoy
hambak – annoy or humbug
han bilong diwai – branch of tree
harim – listen
Re-enacting the labour line bringing the kiap to a village. © P Cass 1972.
© P Cass 1972
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[i] A bunch of leaves stuck into a type of belt which covers a man’s backside (or front).
[ii] A kundu is a drum
Must have been magnificent to see
Regards
Anne
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It sure was! And funnily enough decades later I discovered one of my recently recruited staff had been there on the day of the tear gas event.
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Wow this is amazing. I can’t even imagine what it was like to actually be there😱 great photos.
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Yes, just a bit different from Dublin 😉
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