sábado, 1 de fevereiro de 2014

MR. HAIRLOCS HOME'S NOTES, november, 25th, 1933

MR. HAIRLOCS HOME'S NOTES, november, 25th, 1933


   Number 1 note.

    For a  long time ago, more precisely, one hundred years ago (1833), begginin of century, like now, there was a girl named Juliana. Called by her family's slaves by Liana, by the ones who served inside the house, she was nana.
    Her family was pretty rich, and they used to have a lot of slaves and land as well all rich family in her country, Brazil (Brasil!).
   What means that they were normal and adequate to be accepted into society. But, this girl, well... she was not normal neither adequate.
   Being nervous, it is ok; doing that wrong things that girls in her ten years old used to do, ok; but, two things were - and will go on being to good families in the world - as unacceptable: she get freaking her body talking as she were anoher person, and, consider all that slaves like persons, capable to think and have feelings. And these two things never would be accepted inside society and families in her country...that age...
   But Nana always asked to herself before to fall asleep why did her family walk her to that slaves and beg them to cure her with their faith, if they considered their religion as silly and stupid manners.
   The fact is that they cured her. The slaves cured her crisis in wich her used to assume another personality, but before they cure Nana, a young rebel slave - a boy that always show them that never would agree with that slavery - was around and said that they should pay back with another thing, like... freedom, maybe...
   The old slaves keep on silence about it, doing their things on her and singing strange songs, and the boy was immediately conduced to receive his "payment" for that words, untill his back start to bleeding.
   Who knows what were the thoughts of that old men and women in silence about that, pretending he never told that words, pretending they did not know exactly what he would feel each whip, pretending he never was there and talked too much...?
   And, who knows the feeling of keep on silence about what you really think, but singing and singing for something? Keep your silence, singing...? Who knows what they felt?
   She was cured. Never more had that crisis and only to her they thaught some things for all her life. She was normal again.
   But her father, as the place of gratitude was always a lack, he immediately found something to fill that, as always he used to do. He startedt to feeding (no, not the niggers...) the suspicion that that niggers not saved the normality of his family, no, they had put a witchery on her daughter as a revenge to him had to beg them that favour. And the words of the young slave confirmed that in his silly mind.
   How much sacrifice to do not give a simple thankful word... sacrifice not only to himself but all of that souls, including his daughter and family. Sacrifice.
   So, quickly, his mind found a huge reason to do not be grateful neither pay them back: they had put a magic on his daughter before, to negotiate a freedom or something... so they deserve correction and punishment, not gratitude or thankful words.
   The old man in who mos of knowledge about their faith and culture was into, did not resist the correction and died. His follower, an old woman, like the second in that wisdom, claimed for justice to their deities, and beg to justice forces follow that family untill them back everything stoled beyond honor and respect.
   And, then, what nobody knows in that family is that remains a curse - running untill now. And they will never be a normal family untill they pay back that ingratitude.
   Nana waited patiently untill the land and her life being in her own hands, although known it will never completely occurs, because she was only a woman. She knew that her life could being better and almost her own life as she was getting older, but never she would be the owner of her life. She was a woman: something between slaves and men.
   But she promised to herself, as her life getting more around her own hands, she would pay them.
   And she did. She forced his father let (do not try to take anymore) them  piece of land, at the edge of a dangerous river, that had not owner. He let, only waiting a better chance to try again. And, when the abolitionists got the freedom, that slaves from her father formed a kind of quilombo, but very little and unnoted. Only Nana's father knew and never approved that. And always was sure that that lands must be on his white hands, not in their.
   Everything could be almost solved, but, years ago, when Nana was getting unbearable and strange to him, he decided she would marry. So, she married. So, she married and never more she could talk with that her friends, and never walke around anymore with the girl, nigger, that her family always accused her to laid with.
   Her husband kill that girl and all her friends and that piece of their world was destroyed and threw in the river that runs near.
   The ones who had nothing with her moved to city and learned how to sell their work to citizens. But they never forgot, generation after generation, that they had lost their land, their little world.
   Their children did not know about that curse. But they started a battle in tribunal, paid a lawyer and fought for that stoled land. In the middle of this battle they curse too, they curse that couple who had deny them their land.
   There was a very severe nigger, with too hate in heart by all that suffering and he was a master in voodoo religion, but without so good heart as most of them used to be, so he decided use it with a bad purpose. Propose to the lawyer an alliance, if he sold his soul to his jinnee he will be much more powerful and rich that that couple, but he must to win in tribunal and bring the land to the voodoo man. The other niggers never agree with the ways that nigger used but they forgive his hate because they knew what means being a slave.
   The lawyer was very jealous and accept the alliance. But never he believes in all that voodoo things completely.
   Children and children were born. Niggers free children, lawyer's family children, Nana's family children. The land remains in Nana's family, with old children that did not suspect nothing about that. The nigger's family are totaly integrate in city, old men that never suspect about curses and voodoos, they work, study, eat what they want, marry and have more children.
   But the lawyer made some children of him make a promise and went only one time into a strange place and promise by some words. He sold the soul of his own children, after, betrayed - or thought he could - the voodoo man. Did not fought for them anymore when he reach the agreement from Nana's side marry with his children, so he cheat the voodoo man. That, curse both family.
   It will only be cut when some generation from Nana's side give each one what is deserved, like were offering. Like to pay an old bill. Then the Nana's side will be pardoned and never will be in the chains of the lawyer's family side anymore. And Nana's family will receive freedom from lawyer's family.
   Every time her side close their eyes to justice in order to maintain traditions and money, they will be slave from that people, like they did others as slaves. If they pay what they must pay, this day they will be free too!
(Hilde Camargo - 30.03.20130 - estudos para um romance).

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