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Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Beginnings (1)—We, The Tikopia


CHAPTER 1
IN PRIMITIVE POLYNESIA
In the cool of the early morning, just before sunrise, the bow of the Southern Cross headed towards the eastern horizon, on which a tiny dark blue outline was faintly visible. Slowly it grew into a rugged mountain mass, standing up sheer from the ocean; then as we approached within a few miles it revealed around its base a narrow ring of low, flat land, thick with vegetation. The sullen grey day with its lowering clouds strengthened my grim impression of a solitary peak, wild and stormy, upthrust in a waste of waters.
Tikopia Island—aerial view (1)  [a]
Tikopia Island map [b]
We, The Tikopia [c]
In an hour or so, we were close inshore, and could see canoes coming round from the south, outside the reef, on which the tide was low. The outrigger-fitted craft drew near, the men in them bare to the waist, girdled with bark-cloth, large fans stuck in the backs of their belts, tortoise-shell rings or rolls of leaf in the ear lobes and nose, bearded, and with long hair flowing loosely over their shoulders. Some plied the rough paddles, some had finely plaited pandanus-leaf mats resting on the thwarts beside them, some had large clubs or spears in their hands. The ship anchored on a short cable in the open bay off the coral reef. Almost before the chain was down the natives began to scramble aboard, coming over the side by any means that offered, shouting fiercely to each other and to us in a tongue of which not a word was understood by the Mota-speaking folks of the mission vessel. I wondered how such turbulent human material could ever be induced to submit to scientific study.[1]

Tikopia location [d]
Tikopia—aerial view (2)  [e]
[1] Raymond Firth, We the Tikopia: A Sociological Study of Kinship in Primitive Polynesia (London: George Allen & Unwin Ltd, 1936), 1.

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