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The Indonesian whale hunter village, Lamalera Rain mostly exists in the prayers of Christian people of Lamalera. The rocky mountains surrounding the village where a thousand people live ; is not suitable for breeding animals; no vegetables and fruits can survive in the bare, burnt-out ground. There is only the sea, and its fruits to survive: little fish, manta, bottlenose dolphin and the fervently hoped whale. And it has been so for hundred years. It used to happen the same way: a man, with a long wangee cane in his hand, jumping at bag from the whale-boat, made of wood, and no metal, at all. Sometimes, the 10-15 meters long mammal wins, the crew dies, and the little boat is sunk. But hunt is a need. Every day goes on according to the same choreography. After the early Morning Prayer, men launch cockleshells, jumping in, straining every nerve, and sailing on open-sea, all day long, desperate for food.
