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Taim sun sa taitim bone na muscle lo lukim face blo graun tasol ever-ready cloud na mist na morning fog blo Okapa sa pas*im em. Taim sun sa negotiate for hours yet stap na ol morning dew sa smell fresh olsem ol pundaun lo Tuffa tank blo heaven stret, Inoya blo me sa kirap first meri na meikim fire.                                                                                                                                                                     When I finally wake up, kaukau sa stap aninit pinis lo asis blo fire, kettle sa whistle wanpla style singsing yet antap lo waia na Inoya sa tanim tainim mambu antap lo fire lo kukim kumu blo mitla. Sapos mitla laki em olsem corn too sa pairap sait lo fire yet na sampla lamp flaps nambaut sa olim pas*im evia kumu insait lo mambo. Me sa kirap isisi tasol igo sindaun em olsem Jungle sa giaman ap eye ap eye lo me lo play go outside. We were a great team running the icy forest streams and the mountains while singing Michal Learns to Rock’s ‘There is no excuse my friend, for breaking my heart’. He waited below when i climbed trees and listened when i pretended to be a teacher like my Jungle was my dog. Honest disla dog ya cleverness blo em clostu lo winnim ol human being too. When my father took a job in Goroka town, em na mama blo me go lo town na me cry lo stap wataim Inoya blo me so ol sorre lo me na lussim me stap. One day my father came to visit me in the village and he arrived late in the night at Okapa Station. As he walked the bush tracks down to my forest village of Pas*amuti, Jungle went and met him along the way. Smelling sense blo disla dog ya winnim sense blo ol sniffer dog blo FBI as he could sense my father miles away.  Jungle was a mix breed of a German Sherpard and Golden retriever. Wanpla American missionary family been gim me disla dog. Jungl em maski, Elvis Presley blo olgeta dog blo hausline na olgeta meri dog lo hausline sa sala lo em na mauswara blo ol drugbody too sa