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#1 Jul 06, 2017 3:43 pm

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A Mozambican Meal

Kruger Park in South Africa likes to boast “We’ve never lost a paying guest to animal attack” But what about non-paying guests?

At its narrowest point Kruger National Park is only about 35 miles from east to west, and it isn’t uncommon for illegal immigrants from Mozambique to risk a dash across the Park into South Africa. Kruger’s fences could contain wild elephants, but were no match for desperate humans.

One day in a remote corner of the Park, a routine ranger patrol through a came across a strange sight. From a distance they saw, high up in the uppermost reaches of a tall tree, clinging to a thin branch, they saw some sort of animal, but at that distance couldn’t make it out. As they got closer they saw that the “animal” in the tree was actually a human. The rangers shouted up to him but he seemed not to hear, just continued to cling to the tree for dear life. He seemed catatonic, and was too high in the tree for anyone to climb up after him. The rangers were about to dart him, when he finally came to his senses and slowly inched his way down from the tree.

When he reached the ground, the rangers were greeted with a horrendous sight. He was breathing heavily, eyes bulging, sweating and unable to speak. Whatever had happened to him had, quite literally, scared the wits out of him. It wasn’t until later, after he had been tranquilized and with the help of an interpreter, that he could finally stammer out his ordeal.

The previous day a group of five Mozambicans were making the illegal crossing through Kruger. They thought they were taking the shortest route to the western boundary fence. They weren’t. They eventually got hopelessly lost. In lion country.

Sure enough it wasn’t long before their scent was picked up. A pride of lions began to stalk them, sensing their increasing weakness and fear. Eventually with the lions making ever closer rushes, the group climbed the tallest tree they could find, hoping the lions would eventually go away. They didn’t. As darkness fell the lions began to climb the tree, swiping at the terrified Mozambicans trying desperately to stay out of reach of their razor sharp claws.

It wasn’t long before one of the lions managed to grab hold of one of the tree dwellers, no doubt the oldest and weakest of the lot, and dragged their hapless victim down to a gruesome, screaming death; watched by his terrified colleagues. The lions dragged the body away to eat it at their leisure, away from the unwanted attentions of other predators like their traditional enemies, the hyenas. The remaining four in the tree thought they were safe. They weren’t.

An hour later the lions came back. Whether the same pride or a different one, no one knew, but the end result was the same: one by one the Mozambicans were dragged down from the tree to meet the same grisly fate as their predecessors. Finally when dawn arrived there was only one man left, the fittest of the fittest, too far up the tree for the lions to reach. And there he stayed, until God decided to deal him another hand.

No wonder he couldn’t talk!

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#2 Jul 07, 2017 11:36 am

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Re: A Mozambican Meal

That is ah great Anancy story.

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#3 Jul 07, 2017 3:21 pm

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Re: A Mozambican Meal

Not only is it "ah great Anancy story" but it qualifies as one that could have been left off the Talkshop menu. The caption chosen makes one shudder having read the post. What an end for those 4 victims!

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#4 Jul 08, 2017 11:24 pm

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"It's just (African) reality" People being killed by animals, in the remote rural areas of Africa is a daily thing. There's not enough room - and food - for both to coexist peacefully.

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