It announced in May and the early morning heats and blushes. But this is not May or early this morning, no. O yes, is this May and this morning, but 10 years ago. Light the stove and lights painted shadows on the walls of the hut the old Antonio. Take some time that the old Antonio is silent, just watching the Dona Juanita who looks at his hands. I'm on one side, sitting in front of a cup of coffee. A while ago I arrived. I came to bring the old Antonio a deer skin to see if he knew and could tanned. The old Antonio had looked just the skin, still looking at Dona Juanita looking at his hands. Something expected. I mean, some expected the old Antonio from looking at Dona Juanita and some waited for Mrs. Juanita look both hands. I chewed my pipe and waited, too, but of all the people there was just did not know I expected. Dona Juanita suddenly sighed deeply and raised his face and look at the old Anthony saying, "Come to the water time." "Come," said the old Antonio and until then drew his bender and begin to take shape a cigarette. I knew what that meant, so I quickly loaded his pipe, lit it, and I settled in to listen and save as the story now
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The oldest of old of our peoples, which in the first few times and eventually just walked all messy and stumbling as a bolus (drunk) in celebration of Santa Cruz. Men and women much lost and lost for the time not even walk, but that sometimes rushed and sometimes walked slowly, creeping just as lame old man, and at times the sun was great skin all covered, and at times pure just water, upstream, downstream and water in the middle, because before it rained not only from the bottom up, it also rained for the sides and sometimes even from the bottom up is raining. So it was all a joke and perhaps could be planted, hunting or fixing the roof huts sacaton or stick and mud walls. And the gods
everything looked and looked, because these gods, who were the first, which birthed the world, it just went walking around and grabbing macabiles in the river and sucking cane and sometimes helped to shell corn for tortillas. So everything looked these gods, who birthed the world, the very first. And thought, but it felt fast, but very light soon because these gods, so I spent a long time that only watched the time go tumbling down the land and soon after that and then it was widened for thought.
after they already thought, because it also took a while thinking, the gods have called her Mama called him Ixmucané, and right there he said:''I heard
Ixmucané as Mom, this time walking the land is not going well and he spends just jumping and running and dragging and sometimes forwards, sometimes backwards and flat so can not be planted, and as you look nor can be harvested at home and there are sad men and women and as much macabiles struggled to find the cane is not where we left off and then say you do not know what you think, Mom Ixmucané, but as it is not good for the time and just walk with no one and nothing to guide him when and where you have to walk and what happened. Just think, Mom Ixmucané do not know what we're going to tell you with this issue we tell you.''
The Mom sighed Ixmucané be for a while and then I said,
''It's not right time just as well walk donkey without rope, making their destruction and much ruining all these good people.''
¬ Yeah, well, not ¬ said the gods.
And he waited a while because they realized it had not finished talking Ixmucané Mom, but just beginning. So, since then, the moms are just beginning to speak in seemingly ended. Another
while he was sighing and then Mom Ixmucané continued:''
Up there in heaven, because the account is to be followed by time and time does make the case if someone is reading and saying what's next and how and when and where. "
¬ Yes it is and if it does ¬ said the gods.
Más Mom sighs and finally Ixmucané says
''I
willing to read the account while you learn to beating right, but I have no good my eyes and maybe I can look at the sky, I can not.''
¬ ¬ You can not say the gods.
¬ I can see that ¬ Ixmucané Mom said. Pa then straighten the time, but it's there I can not watch and read the sky, because I have no good my eyes.
Mmmh
¬ ¬ said the gods.
¬ ¬ Mmmh Ixmucané Mom said.
So soon, just saying "mmmh" one and another, until at last the gods were thought again and said: ¬
Look you, Mom Ixmucané do not know what you think but we think is good if you bring down the sky and then we pacá cerquita well as you can see and read and straighten the passage of time.
Ixmucané And Mom is strong sighed when he said:''
Case "I have nowhere to put it to heaven? No, no, no. Do not you look is little girl my shack? No, no, no.'' ¬
No, no, no ¬ said the gods.
And another good time they stayed with their "mmmh", "mmmh". Since then the gods thought again and said: ¬
Look you, Mom Ixmucané do not know what you think, but we thought it was good if we copy what is written in heaven "and you bring it back and already you can read and thus straighten the passage of time.
Ta ¬ ¬ good Ixmucané Mom said.
went up the gods and were copied in a notebook that had the sky and came down again and went with the notebook to see Mama Ixmucane and said
¬ Look you, Mom Ixmucané, here is because the account that has the sky here the aim in this book but it will not last, so you have to copy it somewhere else where going all the time that straightens the path of time.
¬ Yeah, yeah, yeah Mama said Ixmucané ¬. In my hands the copy count and I straightened the way to the right time to walk and not walk as bolus old man.
And in the palm and dorsum of the hands of the Mother Ixmucané wrote the gods in heaven that has to straighten the path of time, so moms knowing many stripes are worn on the hands and read them and care schedule so time will walk straight and do not forget crop planting the story in memory.
quiets old Antonio and Dona Juanita repeated, looking hands, "comes the water on time."
This story was them 10 years ago, one morning in May. Today, in the early hours of May 10, we salute a group of people who were with us at this meeting and who have been with us even though they were not. I'm talking about the mothers of prisoners and political disappearances whom we, their children new, welcome this May 10. Mom Ixmucané them back to remind us of dignity and report the account to reap the morning planting history. Health
therefore knowing these mothers, these women health assure us that someone will not lose memory.
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The oldest of old of our peoples, which in the first few times and eventually just walked all messy and stumbling as a bolus (drunk) in celebration of Santa Cruz. Men and women much lost and lost for the time not even walk, but that sometimes rushed and sometimes walked slowly, creeping just as lame old man, and at times the sun was great skin all covered, and at times pure just water, upstream, downstream and water in the middle, because before it rained not only from the bottom up, it also rained for the sides and sometimes even from the bottom up is raining. So it was all a joke and perhaps could be planted, hunting or fixing the roof huts sacaton or stick and mud walls. And the gods
everything looked and looked, because these gods, who were the first, which birthed the world, it just went walking around and grabbing macabiles in the river and sucking cane and sometimes helped to shell corn for tortillas. So everything looked these gods, who birthed the world, the very first. And thought, but it felt fast, but very light soon because these gods, so I spent a long time that only watched the time go tumbling down the land and soon after that and then it was widened for thought.
after they already thought, because it also took a while thinking, the gods have called her Mama called him Ixmucané, and right there he said:''I heard
Ixmucané as Mom, this time walking the land is not going well and he spends just jumping and running and dragging and sometimes forwards, sometimes backwards and flat so can not be planted, and as you look nor can be harvested at home and there are sad men and women and as much macabiles struggled to find the cane is not where we left off and then say you do not know what you think, Mom Ixmucané, but as it is not good for the time and just walk with no one and nothing to guide him when and where you have to walk and what happened. Just think, Mom Ixmucané do not know what we're going to tell you with this issue we tell you.''
The Mom sighed Ixmucané be for a while and then I said,
''It's not right time just as well walk donkey without rope, making their destruction and much ruining all these good people.''
¬ Yeah, well, not ¬ said the gods.
And he waited a while because they realized it had not finished talking Ixmucané Mom, but just beginning. So, since then, the moms are just beginning to speak in seemingly ended. Another
while he was sighing and then Mom Ixmucané continued:''
Up there in heaven, because the account is to be followed by time and time does make the case if someone is reading and saying what's next and how and when and where. "
¬ Yes it is and if it does ¬ said the gods.
Más Mom sighs and finally Ixmucané says
''I
willing to read the account while you learn to beating right, but I have no good my eyes and maybe I can look at the sky, I can not.''
¬ ¬ You can not say the gods.
¬ I can see that ¬ Ixmucané Mom said. Pa then straighten the time, but it's there I can not watch and read the sky, because I have no good my eyes.
Mmmh
¬ ¬ said the gods.
¬ ¬ Mmmh Ixmucané Mom said.
So soon, just saying "mmmh" one and another, until at last the gods were thought again and said: ¬
Look you, Mom Ixmucané do not know what you think but we think is good if you bring down the sky and then we pacá cerquita well as you can see and read and straighten the passage of time.
Ixmucané And Mom is strong sighed when he said:''
Case "I have nowhere to put it to heaven? No, no, no. Do not you look is little girl my shack? No, no, no.'' ¬
No, no, no ¬ said the gods.
And another good time they stayed with their "mmmh", "mmmh". Since then the gods thought again and said: ¬
Look you, Mom Ixmucané do not know what you think, but we thought it was good if we copy what is written in heaven "and you bring it back and already you can read and thus straighten the passage of time.
Ta ¬ ¬ good Ixmucané Mom said.
went up the gods and were copied in a notebook that had the sky and came down again and went with the notebook to see Mama Ixmucane and said
¬ Look you, Mom Ixmucané, here is because the account that has the sky here the aim in this book but it will not last, so you have to copy it somewhere else where going all the time that straightens the path of time.
¬ Yeah, yeah, yeah Mama said Ixmucané ¬. In my hands the copy count and I straightened the way to the right time to walk and not walk as bolus old man.
And in the palm and dorsum of the hands of the Mother Ixmucané wrote the gods in heaven that has to straighten the path of time, so moms knowing many stripes are worn on the hands and read them and care schedule so time will walk straight and do not forget crop planting the story in memory.
quiets old Antonio and Dona Juanita repeated, looking hands, "comes the water on time."
This story was them 10 years ago, one morning in May. Today, in the early hours of May 10, we salute a group of people who were with us at this meeting and who have been with us even though they were not. I'm talking about the mothers of prisoners and political disappearances whom we, their children new, welcome this May 10. Mom Ixmucané them back to remind us of dignity and report the account to reap the morning planting history. Health
therefore knowing these mothers, these women health assure us that someone will not lose memory.
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