Ptilinopus
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Up the same Turama River, at the village of Koumaio, my Dad witnessed another religious cassowary. It was regional camp meeting, and a bush materials hall had been built - long, narrow, and with an isle down the middle. Women and girls to the left, men and boys to the right - elders at the back, kids at the front - local custom. The preacher stood up to preach, and a very young cassowary stalked in the back, right down the isle, looking neither right nor left, and squatted down right in front of the pulpit, fixing its beady eyes on the preacher. When he finished preaching and sat down, the cassowary stood up, turned and stalked right out again! A great example for the restless kids there!
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