terça-feira, 31 de dezembro de 2013

Stories of Paraná - May Day

Stories of Paraná - May Day

May Day
Nilson Monteiro

Bernardo's eyes swim, reds, peacock bass waters, tilapia, catfish, minnows frightened. The voice exchange mouth quitter. The stench of smoke and cachaça es-parrama up. "This business is earth shattering notice.
In this land covered water, a lot of sweat was toppled, there was much bloodshed, too son father created in the hoe, family, grandchildren. Right so suddenly we forget ... "
"He took pity, right buddy? Because this terrace Purple was the best of this world.
Was to plant and give.
Remember the sea of ​​soybeans that had down there? You did not see that many families were then carpiram waters? "
"And the coffee? Did not you remember that faced each foot until frost mad?"
"To the church of Vila Nova was underwater.
Nobody respected more. And then comes these young men, the genhero company, and says that the earth does not GUENTA the weight of all agüona and so shakes everything.
I know not.
For me, who does well to get paid well. And who does evil ... "
Eyes wander: wrinkles the church walls, holes in the walls of the gym, color faint afternoon, bitches accompanying shrieks in the wagon warm day.
Eyes May Day, where even the soul is soiled by purple volcanic earth. "What we do with the callous hands, no money to pay.
Inda over the pittance they paid for the land. "" Many people quit the house crying, not wanting or taking what men wanted the company to pay. "
"But I heard a zuns zuns the coarse-owners of the farms there the road received a hefty great that the government expropriated and paid the money tubes pros shark".
"We had not even left for big money.
That German barsa, which crossed the conveyances, sullen about not leaving.
How is that man would stay on top of this big world of water, my God in heaven? "" This warning is from heaven.
My 75 year old eyes had not seen.
Nobody heard the story of Minas Gerais, where the water instead of down the hill, okay rising? Says that there are many good people killed, farmer, worker.
Have you ever seen the water rising hill, the God of heaven? "" Just yesterday, I thought the world was going to end up with those estoro.
Today, many people at Mass was not afraid of the bell plummet.
Began that shakes the earth ... At home there was a pitcher full. The mistress okay with those Paura.
The children all dead. "
Bernardo asks Americo's knife, rusty.
Get a "paieiro" bring back and lunging, swallows the words. "God quemelivre but are killed in this land, who lived here, who suffered here, that opened all this picadão giving blow on a knife's edge, so that doing all this clatter.
I think for them this business of filling water what they sweated to fix, for sowing, is to do evil, God quemelivre! And you pay evil with evil, God quemelivre! "
The dam grimy with his bulk liquid bury.
In the pub, the rest of the conversation is drowned in one gulp.

Nilson Monteiro is a journalist and writer.


Source: Stories of Paraná, Brasil.

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