In many mountain communities, the forest is the marketplace, the pharmacy, the source of life.
Children grow up following their parents into the woods, picking wild veggies, digging bamboo shoots, finding beehives.
As they grow older, they learn which leaf stops bleeding, which plant is used to bathe postpartum mothers.
The elders say: “As long as we still have the forest, we can still survive.”
Many forest-edge communities still live this way – harvesting and protecting, side by side.
They don’t slash and burn recklessly, don’t fell trees for timber.
Because they know: if they destroy it today, there will be nothing left to harvest tomorrow.