Just imagine how it would feel if you have never seen a plane before. Something is circling round your village, obviously looking at you. Does it think you are food? Or is it not a natural predator but a supernatural one - one of the gods just checking up on your behaviour?
Has it now gone down in the folklore of the village about the day that the great noisy bird circled around and scattered the people?
Mind you - looking at that photo - one could be forgiven for wondering whether stainless steel has already made it to that village. The knives have an oddly commercial and shiny look to them.