Ch 1: The Wild Thing

I live on the boundary between an oil palm plantation and rainforest. In one direction the endless rows of oil palm trees stretch into the distance and in the other direction a wall of green higgledy piggledy flying buttress roots reach up, vines dangle messily and leaves the size of saucers dance in the dripping rain.

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Ch 2: Watching Giants

I wolf down my breakfast. I can hear the rumble in the distance and I want to get there in time. The last spoonful shoved into an already full mouth and I am out the door. The dogs jump up, their nails click on the veranda floor, and chase me along the dirt track. We get there in time to see a giant yellow bulldozer pushing red earth into the swamp.

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