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What is el Duende o los Duedes? to me they are malicious spirit (Muse)

1. A ghost, an evil spirit; 2. Inspiration, magic, fire.

1. A goblin, demon, spirit; 2. Charm, magnetism.







"El Duende"- San Pedro Folklore



"D o not go to the bush to cut firewood nor look for coconut husks, or El Dueno del Monte" will get you". This was a common threat in the 1940's and 50's which mom would use when she needed the children at home for some chores rather than going to the bush. The children, of course, preferred going to the bush for the thrill of some adventure. It was not that they liked cutting firewood, but hunting for bird nests and raiding the eggs was a thrill in itself. It also meant drinking fresh coconut water or hunting for coco plums or sea grapes. A trip to the bush could also run you the luck of killing some wild bird, a bush hog or even a deer. Now that was indeed a thrill.





El Tata Duende

(Illustration from - Characters &

Caricatures in Belizean Folklore)

So how could mom's funny threats about El Dueno del Monte scare anyone and keep him out of the bush? El Dueno del Monte was another name given to El Duende. Those who saw him said he was about 3 feet tall and wore a wide brimmed hat. Sometimes he wore a red hat and animal skins for clothing. Dad said that El Duende protected the animals in the bush and would get very angry when little boys killed birds without a reason. Mom said one could kill a bird if he would eat it, but to shoot one with a sling shot just to prove one's talent was wrong. El Duende was a daytime creature and would roam the bush and watch you mysteriously if you were killing animals.



Sometimes El Duende would get tired and sit at the foot of a tree and fall asleep. He would transform itself into red clay. Anyone spotting it would think it was some Maya artifact, but if you took it home, he would escape during the night. Therefore you can bet your sweet lip that if we found a clay figurine in the bush, we would not even touch it.



What happened if the Duende caught you in the bush? Well, he would take you to his dwelling, which was a spot deeper in the woods, probably a cave. But there was a way to escape him. He only had four fingers, and no thumb, so if surprised by him, you could hide your thumb in the palm of your hands and he would think you are one of his, and he would leave you unharmed. In this respect, El Duende was just like the Sisimito, another folklore character in San Pedro. Most of the evil characters were scared away if you made the sign of the cross with sticks or even with your fingers, but El Duende was not an evil character, so he was not scared away by "the cross". In fact, El Duende was a friendly character and only punished you if you were killing too many animals or doing mischief in the bush. He would be frequently spotted especially during the Lenten Season and especially on Good Fridays.



El Duende was identified by a piercing whistling, and that was his weakness. Anyone whistling in the bush was a target of an attack by him. That is why dad used to say: "Never whistle while you are in the bush, or you will be calling on the Duende to attack you." Twenty five years ago, if anyone saw a strange man in the village and he would ask you to follow him, you can be sure that no one did for fear that he could be the infamous Duende.









LOS DUENDES



Los duendes son seres pequenitos, traviesos, astutos, de agilidad prodigiosa, de inteligencia superior y en extremo burlones. Aparentemente, con sus actos y hechos sencillos, son inofensivos. Pero una cosa es oir relatar las travesuras y jugarrteas de los duendes, y reirse a carcajadas con el relato; y otra, es ser victima o blanco de su punteria, tema o tirria.

Por lo general no se dan a ver de la gente. Hacen sus torerias como seres invisibles, y la persona o personas perjudicadas, solamente escuchan los ruidos o palpan los danos. Algunos han oido las risitas de los duendecillos, despues que acaban de hacer estos el entuerto.

Como se expreso, estos seres burlones ejecutan actos sencillos, pero pertinaces y hostigadores.

La mayoria de las veces les da por dejar caer "lluvias de piedras, terrones, trozos de ladrillo, etc. durante horas enteras y con frecuencia, durante varios dias consecutivos, sobre los patios y corredores de las casas. Sus habitantes, al sentirse asi acosados, se desasosiegan y aterrorizan; y al cabo de cierto tiempo, optan por abandonarlas. Pero algunas veces los duendes siguen siguen a los huyones.





El duende de la Piedra de Cuapa

En el valle de Cuapa, hay una gran piedra que dicen cayo del cielo y a una legua de ella se encontraba la hacienda La Flor. Alli vivia un matrimonio que tenia una hija muy hermosa, de la cual se habian enamorado los duendes que habitaban en la casa. Todas las noches llegaban y le ponian flores en la cama y cuando iba a traer agua le enfloraban el camino. Los duendes no querian a la Mama de la muchacha y en lugar de flores le ponian espinas; Si iba a lavar le escondian el jabon; si iba a surcir le escondian el hilo y en fin, que ya nadie los aguantaba. La muchacha estaba asustada y tenia miedo de salir sola porque los duendes las seguian a todas partes.

El papa de la joven tenia un burro que jalaba agua y cargaba zacate y un dia de tantos no lo encontro, se puso furioso y comenzo a buscar el burro acompanado por los vecinos. Despues de varios dias lo encontro arriba de la piedra rebuznando afligido poruqe no podia bajarse. Comprendiendo que era una zanganada de los duendes, el senor le ordeno a su hija que les fingiera carino, correspondiendo con palabras amorosas a los regalos que le hacian. Lo que el Senor queria era que los duendes dejaran el burro.

La joven hizo caso y temblando de miedo les pidio que le bajaran el burro a su papa. Por quedar bien con ella, los duendes bajaron el burro y lo llevaron a la caballeriza.

Durante algunos dias no aparecieron y el senor creyo que ya no iban a seguir molestando, pero se equivoco. Su esposa tenia dos tazas y ellos lequebraron una porque sabian lo mucho que le doleria aquella maldad. A mediodia, cuando ella estaba estaba tomado sopa, exclamo "Que lastima que se quebro mi taza, tan bonita la pareja"; diciendo esto le dejaron caer real y medio en la sopa, entonces ella dijo: "Con esto se paga la taza". Cuando se levanto para contar el dinero que tenia guardado en un cofre, vio que le hacian falta real y medio, murmuro: "De mis mismos reales me estan pagando; que malos que son esos duendes, y le jalaron el cabello.

Como ya no los soportaban, decidieron hacerles la guerra. Despues de inventar miles de cosas, los duenos de la hacienda y los vecinos, se pusieron a tocar musica de cuerda. Esto desagrada a los duendes porque les producia dolor de cabeza. Dia y noche pasaron los senores tocando hasta que los traviesos no tuvieron mas remedio que abandonar la casa. Dicen que los chontalenos cuando ven una persona sobre la piedra gritan: "Alla esta el burro de Cuapa" y el que esta arriba, en venganza contesta: "Alla estan los duendes".





Se cuenta de una senora, que sintiendose hostigada por los duendes, decidio abandonar su casa sita en Monimbo y trasladarse a otra en el barrio San Jeronimo. Contrato algunos mozos y mando con ellos su cama, su cofre , su tinajon etc. etc. y espero la nochecita para irse ella con su motete de ropa y algunas pertenencia livianas. Se encamino la buena senora para la otra casa. y no habia olvidado su bacinilla..y entonces exclamo:

"Ay, Dios mio, olvide mi bacinilla; tendre que volverme..!

-Aqui la llevo yo..contesto una vocesita..

En efecto, un muchachito de cotoncito rojo iba a la par de ella, con la bacinica en la mano.







EL DUENDE

Mucho se oye hablar de los duendes por todas partes, ellos se llevan a los niños sin bautizar en un abrir y cerrar de ojos. Según dice la gente en los pueblos y comarcas, que los duendes son malos espíritus, son unos enanos que tiene la planta del pie al revés, andan vestidos de rojo y caminan en fila india, siempre en grupos de cinco. Viven en los montes. La hora de salida es entre las ocho y nueve de la mañana cualquier día. Se dice que los duendes son invisibles para los ojos de los adultos, sólo los niños pequeños y los mudos lo ven y del miedo se ponen a llorarn el pelo corto, liso, aindiado y llevan unos cotoncitos rojos de manta como los de chavalitos que no tienen botones, sólo van amarrados con unos lacitos. A ellos también les gustan las muchachas jóvenes sin casarse. Las invitan a que se queden a vivir con ellos.

When i seven i went to visit my grandparents at a small town in Honduras.

The day i arrived. I got sick.

My grandparents were very old fashion. They had watched the floors on the same day that i arrived and they believe that if asleep in the room; that i could get worse. Since the floor were still wet.

Well they made me sleep in the living room. I was afraid to sleep by myself. Specially in a house that i knew that was hunted.

Well as i was falling sleep. I felt like something was coming towards me.

I wanted to open my eyes but i was afraid of finding out what was coming.

So i kept my eyes closed. Seconds later, i started to feel like something was lining next to me and started to push me down.

I couldn't scream for help because, whatever was pulling me down was taking my breath away.

I started to pray while i was trying to fight whatever was next to me. But i couldn't move. I tried to move my arms and legs but i felt paralyze.

I kept praying and then i was able to pull the thing away from me.

When i push that thing away.

It felt like a hairy dog but while it was moving away from my face i got to see a part of it. To me it look more like a bear not like a dragon or a cow or a dog. it look like a bear. It had long, tick hair. I kept praying and it begun to disapere into the shadows.



Like two years ago while i was talking to my mom about the things that happen in my grandparents house.

My mom started telling me that something happen to her in the living room. My mom told me the same story. she describe the thing exactly like me.



Then we herd another similar story here in Md. Has anything happen to u guys?

Chupa Cabra



Artist:

Overbass



Album:

Libertad



Dirt rolling, blood sucking

Fangs and claws

After the first drop

He’ll suck it all



You’ve never been so sorry

Ahí viene el Animal

Since the day you crossed his path

Ahí viene por aca

If you don’t know he’ll show you

Ahí viene el animal

What’s a Chupa Cabra?

Ahí viene por aca



Hijo de vampiro cenizas de animal

Los hombres tienen miedo del Chupa Cabra

Nacio en el rio frio, crecio en la obscuridad

En la alta selva lejos de la cuidad



Screaming and laughing with he’s mouth full

Staring with the eyes of a raging bull



Razor sharp edge three inches long

He’s gonna suck your blood all night long



Su olor apesta, Chupa Cabra

Se huele desde aca, Chupa Cabra

Sus gritos de bestia, Chupa Cabra

Se oyen de aca Chupa Cabra



Hay viene por detras ya no chupa cabras

Te chupara

Lyrics of "La llorona" (Frida's Soul)



La llorona



Dicen que no tengo duelo, llorona,

Porque no me ven llorar.

Hay muertos que no hacen ruido, llorona,

Y es más grande su penar.



Ay de mí, llorona,

Llorona de azul celeste,

No dejaré de quererte, llorona

Y aunque la vida me cueste.



Si al cielo subir pudiera, llorona,

Las estrellas te bajara.

La luna a tus pies pusiera, llorona,

Con el sol te coronara.



Todos me dicen el negro, llorona

negro pero cariñoso

todos me dicen el negro, llorona

negro pero cariñoso

yo soy como el chilo verde, llorona

picante pero sabroso

ay de mi llorona, llorona de ayer y hoy

ay de mi llorona, llorona de ayer y hoy

ayer era maravilla, llorona

y ahora ni sombra soy

ayer era maravilla, llorona

y ahora ni sombra soy.



Ay de mí, llorona,

Llorona de negros ojos.

Ya con ésta se despide, llorona,

Tu negrito soñador.



The song's composer is the mexican Jose Alfredo Jimenez.



for those who know spanish

==The story==

[[image:llorona.jpg|right|frame|[[Virginia Zurí]] as "La Malinche" in the [[1933]] Mexican [[film]] ''La Llorona'']] Many versions of La Llorona's origin exist. Some describe a beautiful young woman in [[Mexico]] or [[other hispanic countries]], who married or was seduced by a local man, by whom she had several children. The woman is sometimes given a [[Christian name]]; Sofia, Laura, and Maria; are sometimes used. The man leaves her, sometimes for another woman, sometimes for reasons of employment, and sometimes just to be away from La Llorona and her several children. At any rate, La Llorona chooses to [[child murder|murder her children]], almost always by [[drowning]], either to spare them a life of [[poverty]], or for revenge against their absent or stray father.



The tales vary mostly in the several motives they give to the mother and father for the murder. The version popular in [[Las Cruces, New Mexico]] says that "La Llorona" drowned her children in the [[Rio Grande]] when she could no longer support them. On nights with a [[full moon]], says the story, La Llorona can be heard crying near the river.



In south [[Texas]], however, the story of La Llorona is that of a beautiful girl who attracts the attentions of a wealthy man's son though she is herself very poor. The lovers secretly marry and set up a household; they have several children. Unfortunately, a day comes when the young man's father announces that he has arranged a marriage for his son to a young woman within their [[social class]]. The young man tells his secret wife that he must leave her and that he will never see her again. She is driven mad by anger and a broken heart, and takes their children to a river where she drowns them to spite her husband. When her husband finds out he and several townspeople go to find her, but she kills herself before they can apprehend her. She goes to [[Heaven]] and faces the judgement of [[God]]. God asks her, "Where are your children?" to which she replies, "I do not know." God asks her three times and she replies with the same answer. God then [[damnation|damns]] her to walk the earth to search for her children. According to this tale, it is wise to avoid La Llorona, as she is known for drowning passersby in an attempt to replace her dead children.



In another variant, La Llorona is a naive but innocent woman forced into a [[shotgun wedding]] with the father of her child; in this case, it is La Llorona's father or her husband who kills the children. La Llorona attempts to stop the murders, and dies in the attempt.



Another version of the story of La Llorona is told in [[Mexico]]. According to this version, she lived in [[Tequila, Jalisco]]. She went to get her [[fortune telling|fortune told]], and was told that she was going to die, and so were her children. That same night, while they were sleeping, a big storm hit their village, causing the river to overflow its banks. The house was swept away by the flood, and all of her children died. La Llorona went on a journey to find her children, following the river, but died without ever seeing them again.



Generally, La Llorona becomes a sort of [[banshee]]. Her restless spirit walks abroad at night, crying "¡O hijos mios!" or "¡Ay mis hijos!" (O my children!). Those unlucky enough to see or hear her are marked for death themselves.Sometimes she is dressed all in white; other times, in black. She is weeping, and in some tellings her eyes are empty sockets. The New Mexican La Llorona hunts after children; some say that she drowns them in the river.



I know people who have seen her and i have heard her.







***This is how i know the story:



The Weeping Woman

(La Llorona)



This is a story that the old ones have been telling to children for hundreds of years. It is a sad tale, but it lives strong in the memories of the people, and there are many who swear that it is true.



Long years ago in a humble little village there lived a fine looking girl named Maria Some say she was the most beautiful girl in the world! And because she was so beautiful, Maria thought she was better than everyone else.



As Maria grew older, her beauty increased And her pride in her beauty grew too When she was a young woman, she would not even look at the young men from her village. They weren't good enough for her! "When I marry," Maria would say, "I will marry the most handsome man in the world."



And then one day, into Maria's village rode a man who seemed to be just the one she had been talking about. He was a dashing young ranchero, the son of a wealthy rancher from the southern plains. He could ride like a Comanche! In fact, if he owned a horse, and it grew tame, he would give it away and go rope a wild horse from the plains. He thought it wasn't manly to ride a horse if it wasn't half wild.



He was handsome! And he could play the guitar and sing beautifully. Maria made up her mind-that was, the man for her! She knew just the tricks to win his attention.



If the ranchero spoke when they met on the pathway, she would turn her head away. When he came to her house in the evening to play his guitar and serenade her, she wouldn't even come to the window. She refused all his costly gifts. The young man fell for her tricks. "That haughty girl, Maria, Maria! " he said to himself. "I know I can win her heart. I swear I'll marry that girl."



And so everything turned out as Maria planned. Before long, she and the ranchero became engaged and soon they were married. At first, things were fine. They had two children and they seemed to be a happy family together. But after a few years, the ranchero went back to the wild life of the prairies. He would leave town and be gone for months at a time. And when he returned home, it was only to visit his children. He seemed to care nothing for the beautiful Maria. He even talked of setting Maria aside and marrying a woman of his own wealthy class.



As proud as Maria was, of course she became very angry with the ranchero. She also began to feel anger toward her children, because he paid attention to them, but just ignored her.



One evening, as Maria was strolling with her two children on the shady pathway near the river, the ranchero came by in a carriage. An elegant lady sat on the seat beside him. He stopped and spoke to his children, but he didn't even look at Maria. He whipped the horses on up the street.



When she saw that, a terrible rage filled Maria, and it all turned against her children. And although it is sad to tell, the story says that in her anger Maria seized her two children and threw them into the river! But as they disappeared down the stream, she realized what she had done! She ran down the bank of the river, reaching out her arms to them. But they were long gone.



The next morning, a traveler brought word to the villagers that a beautiful woman lay dead on the bank of the river. That is where they found Maria, and they laid her to rest where she had fallen.



But the first night Maria was in the grave, the villagers heard the sound of crying down by the river. It was not the wind, it was La Llorona crying. "Where are my children?" And they saw a woman walking up and down the bank of the river, dressed in a long white robe, the way they had dressed Maria for burial. On many a dark night they saw her walk the river bank and cry for her children. And so they no longer spoke of her as Maria. They called her La Llorona, the weeping woman. And by that name she is known to this day. Children are warned not to go out in the dark, for, La Llorona might snatch them and never return them.



she weeps for her children