When we were children, Mum and Dad built us a tree-house. We really loved it. We loved pretending we were lost in a jungle and living in a tree-house we'd made from branches lashed together. We'd rig up all sorts of tables, chairs and shelves from things we found in the jungle. At least, in what was left of the bush in our back-yard. Well, usually we'd have to stretch things a little to allow for empty ice-cream containers and other sorts of useful stuff because, it was difficult to make do with what we could find in the bush.
Well, brothers and sister... twenty-five years later... I've done it.
Look at this.
A set of shelves made completely from things growing in the bush. Woven with pandanas leaves and re-inforced with bamboo.
Now, I did have to use a knife. I didn't find that lying around in the bush!