In the village of Buen Pastor which is an arduous one-day march from the last track which can still somehow be navigated by a vehicle, the day begins – in typical Bolivian fashion – with drums. This is the wake-up call for the children who have their small school in the middle of the jungle.
The drum roll was repeated after about 15 and 30 minutes. The second alarm apparently signaled that it was time to leave the house, while the third alarm meant “you should already be at school by now”.
The teachers had more drums and a gong to indicate the breaks and the resumption of classes. On one of the evenings, I attended a village meeting, which had of course also been called by a drummer.