| How I became interested in elephants - and Teresita |
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| Tuesday, 29 June 2010 09:55 | |||
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When I was eight years old, I won an interesting book about animals with a very beautiful book binding from my parents called “Marvelous and Mysteries of Animal World”. It was published in Brazil in 1966 by Reader's Digest. It was so beautiful that I have kept it with love until today.
I majored in Communication and Marketing, the field where I worked for more than 20 years professionally in multinational companies like IBM and Hewlett-Packard before changing to design (multi and inter-disciplinary) and having my own marketing services company. All the while, the image of that elephant was kept in my heart. Some years ago, my husband and I decided to go to South Africa to see the wild life closer and to show this world, that was so fascinating to me, to my children. One afternoon we stayed in a forest for a long time observing a herd of elephants that were gathering foliage from the trees. We were practically in the middle of that herd, a calm group with very small calves, and our ranger gave us some explanation about the elephants' behavior. He told us, for example, how they were active and liked to share their emotions with their family members. Coming back from Africa, we went to the São Paulo Zoo. We wanted to see what condition the elephants there were living in. We left there sad and shocked. One of the elephants (an Asian female) had died together with more than hundred other animals in an unclarified case of poisoning and desease. Teresita, a lonely female African Elephant, made repetitive movements with her trunk and stayed in a corner of her enclosure. She was very different from the elephants in the wild. She couldn`t imagine how magnificent she could be.
Once again, when I arrived in São Paulo, I went (alone) to see how Teresita was doing in the zoo. She continued in that same situation I had seen her some years ago. Most of the time, she stood still, moving her trunk sadly. Sometimes she walked to the fence where she placed her trunk through, searching for food items, and later came back to her old position and looked very sad. That was when I realized that I must not abandon her. Never. Junia Machado
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