I’ll be honest…when I have a machete in my hand mothers grab their children and everyone starts running for the hills.
The Nagi on the other hand grow up playing with machetes from the time they are about two years old. 
It’s not just the tool they for cutting grass or chopping down trees. They will use them to prepare a meal, cut a fingernail and a 101 things I wouldn’t dare attempt with a big, sharp knife. So living here with our Nagi friends I am having to develop some machete skills. And make up for all those years of not being allowed to play with knives.
Despite all the help I receive…I have yet to progress far enough to eliminate the fear factor when they see this crazy white girl swinging her machete.
Maybe in another 10 years.

Joanna K Jansma your connection to the Nagi people 












