“Why? That was what Orocobix, with anguish in his voice, asked the zemi propped up against the trunk of a nearby seagrape tree. His Uncle Brayou was dying alone somewhere in the woods, and Orocobix was pleading to the zemi for mercy. But the zemi was not answering, even though it had answered others in the past. For example, his mother swore that one evening when her heart was torn with trouble and she begged the zemi for comfort, it had replied with soothing words. No one else had h...eard them, however, for she was alone at the time. But he believed his mother. And he was disappointed that the zemi would not now talk to him. Surely, being a god, the zemi should understand how deeply he was troubled. But it was being hardhearted and saying nothing. It was March 29, 1520, a Thursday. But Orocobix, who was an Arawak Indian, knew neither the day nor the year, for he could not write and had no calendar.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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