Naboro Village is located on Fiji’s Waya LaiLai Island, which means small Waya Island. Naboro Village, which was called Namara before 1975, was located in another part of the island.. Due to the fact that some rocks falling from the mountains damaged the village, it was relocated by the Fiji Government and re-established in the current bay.. In this nendele, there are wonderful beaches that stretch both in front of and across the village.. The village is also located in one of the most beautiful places in the village.
Although the intensity of the rain woke me up several times during the night, I woke up at 07:30 in the morning and went for a walk to the beach in front of the village, having breakfast with the children.. It is close enough to listen to the sound of the waves on the beach, which is 50 meters away from my house.. The beach, which has black volcanic rocks in some parts, has yellowish sand, but the coastal part is not cleaned and used as garbage from time to time.. Plastic bottles, tin cans, shards of glass, I came across while wandering around.
I met Mater Jim, a schoolteacher in Naboro Village.. They have 4 classes where they work as 6 teachers.. There is also a dormitory for students from other islands that they use on weekdays.. Students from other islands stay here from Monday to Friday and return to their villages, with their families on the weekends.
When I came back from the beach in the back to the beach in front, I came across villagers trying to launch a slightly larger boat on land.. After the classic first questions of those who saw me in the village for the first time, they said give me a hand and I started pushing the boat with a papaya tree lined up into the sea.. After half an hour of effort, we pushed the boat over these tree trunks and launched it into the sea.
Later, I learned from the local chief of the village that I met on the beach that an American who comes to the village on vacation several times a year, gave this boat worth 29,000 FJ$ to his friend from the village. has given. The American would come to this island for a vacation whenever he had the chance.
Moreover, the American would come to the village again tomorrow.. Sometimes he stayed at his friend’s house, sometimes in his tent.. After a short conversation, the eighties-year-old chief walked away slowly with his tired, collapsed and old body after diving into the water several times with his clothes on.
Wandi Waya
I found a nice place on the shore, first a little while. I swam then I met Wandi Waya while I was sunbathing. Wandi means uncle in Fijian. He was digging up to his shoulders in some places on the beach and extracting crabs that he would use as fish bait.. He showed me two crabs whose feet he had cut off. A few times a week, he went fishing on the rocks right next to the village.. He said that he could catch about 7-8 arm-length fish in 2 hours.. When he found out how many liras I had left, he looked away for a while and then turned to me and lamented why he didn’t stay with him.. My stay with him for four days was enough to pay for his needs for a month.
When I said that I had stayed in Viseisei Village before, I knew everyone there, that he was originally from the same village and that he was Niko’s uncle, and when I got back I would definitely be sure. He advised me to convey his greetings several times and went fishing.
After a little swimming, a little laying on the beach, meeting and chatting with the old, young and children who pass by, greet, chat and want to chat, I returned home.. After I retired to my room and listened to something, I slept, slept, slept. I don’t know how many hours I slept but as I said before time passes slowly here. The kids had come from school, I woke up to their voices. Each one of them would come in turn, open the curtain in my room where the door should be, look at me and then run away.. With a smiling face and big eyes, Milie came over and said my lunch was ready.. Noodles, rice, omelette and papaya fruit.
Owning Property from Waya Island
When you want to buy property here, the people of the village gather under the chairmanship of the chief.. If the person is evaluated and given consent, you are choosing a region for yourself and a suitable price is being prepared for that piece of land.. When I asked the chef how much it would cost if I wanted to describe a beautiful place at the back of the village next to the school and get a place there, the chef thought for a while and then replied 25000FJ$.. I think he gave an above average price.. When I asked how much it would cost to build a two or three bedroom house there, he gave the price of $40,000, which really surprised me.. Because the previous day, Sorby told me that a house like theirs could be built for 8-10 thousand Fiji dollars. they paint with oil paint after installing plywood. The roofs of these houses, which have a very simple architecture, are made of sheet metal, and some houses have inverted ceilings to prevent heat.. I think you can easily build such a house for 5-10 thousand TL in Turkey.. However, this is the island, and the supply and transfer of materials increases the cost.. I think you can have a house with a magnificent view, between coconut and banana trees, close to the turquoise beach, with a sea view, where you can fish and swim right in front of the house, when you sacrifice around 40 thousand TL.. Isn’t it beautiful?
If you have chickens and cows on this island, where everything is green and covered with grass, you can get your egg and milk needs naturally without any expense.. Again, if you grow your vegetables and fruits suitable for the island climate, which has a hot and rainy season, and if you go fishing a few times a week, you can live almost completely free of charge.. You can easily live here for a year with the money most people spend on shoes.
One of the most frequently asked questions by the villagers was when I would come to Fiji again.. When I replied that it was very difficult, it was interesting that they said that I have friends here now and that I have to come again.
Sunset
Towards evening, Milie walked through the grass taller than my height with a friend of Api and Milie. We climbed the hill just behind the village.. The view of both the village and the other island and the sea from this hill is exciting.
I couldn’t find the reddish sky I was hoping to see because the weather was very cloudy.. We went down when there was nothing but crimson sprinkled like a bit of paint between the clouds where the light was leaking. There were sugar cane, vegetable gardens, banana and papaya trees in the valley just behind this hill.
There was fish for dinner and there were plenty of villagers coming and going, many of them sharing the meal, some of them. Noodles were prepared. I wanted to go to the room and lie down for a while, this time I had a nap and because there were no flies, I slept well.
We went and bought the laptop that we took to school before and connected it to the charger.. About twenty children were sitting on the grass in front of the school, singing together under the electric lights produced by the generator.. Some were scattered around the classroom desks, chatting at their leisure or doing their homework.. What I feel is called peace.
Day 278: Fiji:10. Waya Lailai, Naboro Village Day 3, April 8, 2011
