Are cel mai dragalas chip, pare ca reuneste calitatile simpatice ale unui ursulet de plus, plus un panda, plus un iepure.
Ca el mai sunt mai putin de 1000 de exemplare, toate traiesc in China.
In martie a fost cea mai recenta data cind a fost suprins unul printre stinci de munte pentru ca e un animalut foarte retras.
dar uitati-va cit de de dragalas
n-are nume. are 3 luni si abia acum face primii pasi. adica invata sa mearga pe cele patru picioare din dotare.
locuieste la gradina zoologica din Toronto…
… si eu m-as sui acum in avion sa ma duc sa am grija de el:)
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prietenul unui prieten s-a inscris acum citiva ani intr-un program de voluntariat in China sa aiba grija de ursuletii Panda. a stat cu un pui de Panda 3 luni, il hranea la fiecare 3 ore, dormea cu el pe o saltea intr-o sala in care era ca o morga – multa faianta pe jos (ca sa fie usor la curatenie) si un cuier in care-si punea haina.
apa potabila era rara, mincarea era ingrozitoare.
ca sa mearga acolo nu doar ca-si platise transportul si cazarea, dar mai si cotizase pentru o asociatie care are in grija ursuletii panda.
a muncit de n-a mai stiut de el, a dormit cit si-a adus aminte. s-a intors acasa mai obosit decit fusese vreodata.
dar imbratisarile si recunostinta ursuletului pe care l-a avut in grija sunt unele dintre cele mai frumoase amintiri ale lui.
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desigur, as voluntaria si eu. nu anul asta ca nu am timp de nimic, dar… in alta viata:)
in Smithsonian magazine, ianuarie 2014, este un text genial al unei scriitoare minunate Susan Orlean despre ursuletii panda.
Filmul Adaptation (Hotul de orhidee) a fost facut dupa un articol de Susan Orlean. printre altele este o geniala jurnalista de travel si are citeva carti minunate.
in caz ca vreti sa descoperiti niste autori noi in 2014
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After her brief coupling up, the panda will have a hormonal surge that will seem to indicate that she’s pregnant, but the surge occurs whether she is pregnant or not. This makes it nearly impossible to tell the difference between a real panda pregnancy and a “pseudo-pregnancy” until the day a cub is born (or not) approximately four months later, which is why there always seems to be such breathless anticipation when a captive panda reaches the end of what might be a real gestation. It’s a lot like a royal baby watch, but with one major difference. When the Duchess of Cambridge is pregnant, there’s no question that she’s pregnant; a panda, on the other hand, keeps you guessing. In short, the panda is the classic mystery wrapped in an enigma, delivered in the most endearing package in the world.
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Sometimes, of course, the scientists in the field do get lucky. One of the researchers I met at Front Royal, Wang Dajun, a research scientist at Peking University who trained with the Smithsonian and collaborates with the species survival team, spends most of his time tracking pandas on the preserves in western China. He was explaining to me that wild pandas’ elusiveness is more a matter of their hard-to-navigate habitat and their solitary behavior, rather than any fear of humans; they don’t actually seem to mind humans very much. He began to grin, and then explained that one female panda that was tracked beginning in 1989 had become particularly relaxed in his presence. She was so relaxed, in fact, that one spring morning, as she was walking with her cub, she turned to Wang and indicated that she wanted him to babysit so she could head off to feed. Another scientist filmed this episode of Wang providing panda child care. In the video, now posted on YouTube, you will be struck not only by the amazing sight of a panda cub tumbling and frolicking with Wang, but also by the look of utter joy on Wang’s face as he scratches the cub’s belly, extracts the sleeve of his jacket from the cub’s inquisitive grip, and, then, at one point, hoists the cub up in the air and dances with him. “That,” Wang writes on the YouTube page, “was best time in my life.”
intregul articol aici.
a fost dragoste la prima vedere.
ne-am privit ochi in ochi si am stiut ce vreau …
i-am spus la ureche un secret si am promis ca daca primesc ce vreau eu, merg 6 km la walkaton.
a fost de acord.
am facut walkathonul ECCO (mai greutz si mai rarutz pt ca nu-s f antrenata) si cind m-am intors am vazut ca ma cauta
la un moment dat m-a zarit in multime… eu eram sus la balcon (acolo erau VIP-urile:)) ) si a inceput sa-mi faca semne.
ne-am reintilnit si am primit ce mi-am dorit.
(… n-avem foto ca nu se arata asa ceva… e intim)
dupa care i-am spus ca-l iubesc tare, ca am avut cindva un fratior de-al lui pe care-l foloseam drept perna si ca, in general, imi plac ursuletii asa de mult ca-i si maninc – de la Haribo.
a zis ca si el ma place (domnii intotdeauna marturisesc mai greu faza asta cu “te iubesc”) si ca imi multumeste ca am mers in mars pentru el. apoi ne-am luat “pa”, eu fiind fericita ca mi-am indeplinit o dorinta din copilarie.
ursuletul (spre ursuloi) panda a fo marea mea iubire din copenhaga.
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secret: in primele clipe cind ne-am intilnit i-am spus la ureche asa
“merg in walkathonul ECCO 6 km daca la linia de sosire primesc o uriasa imbratisare calduroasa de la tine”
