I slowly, walked through the forest floor of the Amazon rainforest, trying to
be quiet. I could hear the rain hitting the leaves above my head. The
rainforest smelt earthy, it had rained so much the ground beneath me had
turned to sludge. I was on a solo expedition to find the rare Pacarana. I was
sure it existed but all other scientist believed it was extinct. I was
determined to find it.
Although, it was raining, I was boiling as the temperature was 32°c. I was
getting some shade from the emergent layer and the Canopy, the canopy trees
grow between 30-40 metres tall so they helped to block the sunlight.
As I was walking, I looked up at the emergent layer, the trees can grow
between 45-55 metres tall, I could see the trees fighting for sunlight, I
listened to the birds, flying high above the emergent layer.
Suddenly, I heard something snap, I looked around to see what it was. I was
anything.
I carried on through the forest and came to an opening. In this opening there
was a circle of small huts, mad from materials from the forest. It was a tribe
called the Kayapo tribe; they are a group of Amerindian people who use the
rainforest for materials to live. The men wear a circle wooden disc below
their bottom lip to stretch the lip. The Amerindians use a type of farming
called shifting cultivation which is where they move their crops from place to
place so they don’t have to wait for the soil to be ready after each harvest.
In the end, I didn’t find the rare Pacarana but instead I found much more.
By Eve Taylor 9w