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Panso men examine Haimendorf's camera and thin arms |
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When I take some photographs my camera rouses their interest and to show them at least something easily understood I let them look through my green filter. One grasps my hands to turn the glass so he can look through it and when he feels my narrow wrist between his fingers this unusual bone structure suddenly seems more interesting than the green glass and immediately with an astonished grin he calls the thinness of the bones of this peculiar white person to the attention of his neighbour. Laughing I remove myself from the gathered crowd in order not to make the daos twitch in the hands of these heroes by further demonstrations of the frailty of my limbs. (22) Mills and Williams are horrified anyway when I mention incidentally that I had mixed with a crowd outside the camp. No doubt they are right to be cautious as we do not at all know the intentions of the Panso people who had never been visited before. |
