Our family often visited the World famous Kruger National Park when our children were young. The Kruger haven is or largest natural game reserve situated in what was then called the Eastern Transvaal region of South Africa of the day; millions of the rich in the World crowd the reserve today. It has become the refuge of the rich and famous; all kinds of celebrities of dubious honor come in large groups and the old days when it was a weekend away for ordinary citizens have long gone.
Let me cut this story short.
I enjoyed visiting Pretoriuskop Camp in the southwest corner of the Park; always booked a cottage at the end of the northeast section close to the natural pool and from our front porch I looked out over maybe 60 by 80 meters of open space towards the surrounding fence [erected around all camps to keep the large animals of prey out] from where I could watch the monkeys climbing over the strong wire fence late afternoon to settle in a massively large wild fig tree for the night. There would be half an hour of loud discussions [never any fight or injured monkey] as each one would find his reserved space according to what was obviously a rigid pecking order system obeyed by every single member of the clan. Early next morning they would come down out of the tree, climb out over the fence and go about their business of looking for food for the day. It was obvious from the orderly discussions before they all left that each of them had his role cut out for the day. I never in many years saw any fights, friction or any signs of havoc in the World of the Kruger Park Monkey species.
I also never saw one rich or one poor monkey; none wore rings or mink coats; never saw one neglected young kiddy monkey or a poor one begging for food.
We were there last time in 1977 and my readers will all remember that we did not have fax machines or cellular phones at that time. Computers were large big blue machines; input was all on punched cards; output had reached the tape deck stage and reams of paper; desktop computers did not exist as yet and there was no Internet. The monkey species had reached their peak and they would continue to prosper but would do so within a strict order of discipline and duty.
Let me give you an example.
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Just decided to end Part One here to give you all enough time to work out what you may expect in Part Two. ‘Nuff said if I tell you all that you will be shocked right down into your boots, or your little toes if you are not wearing boots at the time when you read Part Two.
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Ike Jakson
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