Born in China Page #3
he's come to the right place...
because on this sunny afternoon...
the Lost Boys have invited him...
to play an ancient
traditional monkey game...
called Let's Break Branches.
(SCREECHING)
(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
This is exactly
Some of their shenanigans, however,
go a little too far for Tao Tao.
Like stealing a baby...
for kicks?
But hey...
it's not like it's his sister.
Being mischievous troublemakers...
is exhausting work.
For TaoTao, though,
life with the Lost Boys seems...
pretty sweet.
Until...
Goshawks are virtually
the only natural predators
these monkeys have.
And they're always on the lookout
for abandoned babies.
(SQUEALS)
(MONKEY SQUEALS)
(CALLING)
In the blink of an eye,
Tao Tee's world is turned upside down.
(GOSHAWK SCREECHES)
That came out of nowhere.
Why wasn't anyone
keeping an eye out?
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
It's a harsh dose of reality for Tao Tao.
been his little sister.
(THUNDER CRASHING)
(BIRDS SQUAWKING)
The summer winds,
carrying the warm scent
of fresh pastures...
have led the chiru
to their sacred destination...
Zhuonai Lake.
And the real purpose
now reveals itself.
The whole fantastic, continuous cycle...
that is chiru existence...
is built on
this first moment of bonding...
between a mother and her baby...
sharing each other's scent.
Miraculously, baby chiru
are able to walk...
within 30 minutes of being born.
It's that "standing still"
part that's so difficult.
Within a few days,
they can run like their mothers.
learn to identify each other by smell...
they're forming the essential,
unbreakable connections...
that bind the herd together
and allow it to survive
its return migration.
Sometimes, it takes a while...
whose smell is whose...
and they are gently encouraged
to keep sniffing.
The chiru will stay here
until the calves are capable...
of making their long return journey.
Then their pendulum
will swing back toward home...
where they'll be reunited
with the males they left behind.
(BLEATING)
(BIRDS WARBLING)
Up in the mountains of Sichuan...
the turn of seasons unfurls...
in a breathtaking kaleidoscope of color.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(WATER TRICKLING)
(MEIMEI WHIMPERING)
Ya Ya and her baby have finally
emerged from their den of solitude.
It's time for MeiMei to meet the world.
(WHIMPERING)
"Well, the baby's been fed...
"and cuddled...
"and put to bed."
"Time for lunch."
(LEAVES RUSTLING)
Pandas in the wild
eat almost nothing but bamboo.
Up to 40 pounds per day.
40...
pounds...
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