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The story of the mongolian lake

based on a true story

Roxana Brinceanu



Publicat Duminică, 3 Iunie 2007, ora 14:42

      Once upon a time there was a lake in the desert. A cold crystal lake in a cold stony desert, on a high Asian plateau. No man lived there, no shepherd led his herds to the stunted bushes and whitered grass growing sheltered by the rocks. The flora and fauna of the area were unique. In the short summertime, endemic species of wild flowers coloured the life of the last families of wild donkeys, that lived only in the proximity of that lake. Their territories were once larger, but the human villages limited them. The donkeys still had the lake and the stunted bushes and the desert flowers. The lake was still clear – no chemical offals, no toxic waste disturbed the simple life of the rare algae and crustaceans, a life as serene as it was thousands years ago.
      Winters were tough in the high desert. All life was paralysed and the wild donkeys migrated south to the warmer richer lands. The clear waters froze. Only then – when the ice was thick enough to support the weight of a truck – the innocent land met the human beings. The heavy trucks wandering through the high Asian plateau took a shortcut over the ice of the lake. And the ice was like pavement to them, solid, smooth, safe. No accident ever happened. They just saved some fuel and some money.
      One day, a scientist discovered the Mongolian lake and its donkeys. He was amazed by the rare plants and animals by the lake. And he decided: they must be studied and protected. Animated by good intentions, he brought his surveillance cameras and his scientific devices, in order to analyse the wild life. And then he told the world that in the high plateau of Mongolia there was a natural paradise that should be preserved. The first scientist was followed by others. The international scientific community sent a lot of specialists on the borders of the lake. They expressed their opinions.
      So, the trucks were not allowed anymore to cross the frozen lake. The place became a natural park.
      But the small community taking shape by the lake needed houses for living, laboratories for research, cars to carry the equipment, roads to connect them to the “civilisedµ world. Following the scientists there came the reporters, filming crews, curious people, representatives of the local and national authorities. Some business men considered that the tourism would be usefull to such a poor country. And they decided to build a hotel.
      The scientists withdrew, leaving behind a flourishing touristic village. A lot of people found out about the wild donkeys. But the donkeys were not there anymore. Only a couple remained, in a zoo, fed through the iron bars with genetic engineered grass, purchased from the other side ot the Earth.
     

© Copyright Roxana Brinceanu
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