parable of the Guarani The jacaranda

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Nande Ru Guazú (Our Great Father) appoint guardians of the Guarani land, for that reason my ancestors were very respectful of the land and the environment, spread their beliefs over time.
In my province it has much respect for what surrounds us, birds, plants, trees at some point were human beings and therefore each of these has a beautiful story behind it.
The jacaranda is a native tree of my country, sturdy can measure about 30 meters high, its name in Guarani is Tupi, which means fragrant, with many branches of large foliage, decorated by beautiful blue flowers, these scent and color parks, gardens, squares and streets of my city, a very revered tree in my province for its history.

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In the Spanish colonization, many families arrived, including a man arrived with his daughter, a beautiful girl of sixteen named Pilar. This girl possessed blue eyes like the sea, snow white skin as a black raven beautiful hair.
The Spanish families created a fort in the capital of Che Taragüí Tetãmini where this beautiful girl lived with her father.
In this colony the Jesuits settled with the mission to evangelize and spread the love of Christ to the Guarani Indians in this group a large and muscular boy named Mbareté about twenty years of hard-working age, excellent farmer, he was all day It was dedicated to the cultivation of land, much admired for his devotion to work.
One morning pillar was walking through the woods and met Mbareté, I blushed to see the burly big boy, the Indian also I observe, was impressed with the beauty of the girl, the meeting was very short but enough to fall in love, she walked along the roads of forest, he followed her gaze to the beautiful girl with blue eyes until it disappeared from sight.
Mbareté looking for ways to work as close as possible to the colony, was anxious to see the beautiful maiden, meanwhile she could not forget the young captive his love at first sight, he could not take his mind the image of the body sweaty young product of his work, recalled the boy's sinewy arms, back, well marked by heavy ground work.
Tupa Tenondete, does things in mysterious ways, made the ways of Pilar and the young Mbareté were crossed again, their eyes met an angelic way, left over the words, it was impossible not to see the birth of a love in those eyes, nobody said a word, if they would say more because she did not speak Guarani and did not understand the Castilian.
Tupa could see that true love between Pilar and Mbareté, sent a message to the Jesuit monk to teach the Castilian the small indigenous Mbareté thanked God for the opportunity to learn Spanish, it was paramount if he wanted to conquer the love of Pilar .
Love is wonderful doing things unthinkable in people, the indigenous young learned very quickly the Spanish language, those beautiful words of Castilian that come out of your mouth to conquer the love of his beloved, the young prowled the place in search of the beautiful girl white blue-eyed, approached the yard of the small church where the girl was teaching the love of Jesus to young indigenous children.

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Mbareté approached the beautiful Pilar took her hands in his kneeled and expressed his love, the sweetest words spoken in Castilian, the blue-eyed girl was speechless, shocked by the words of Mbareté, I blushed and corresponded with a smile, was enough for the young man knew his love was unrequited.
Pilar knew, this love she felt for him, would not be welcomed by his father, Mbareté ask the girl to run away together, where his father could not know the couple. Build a hut and live together, young love Mbareté accept the proposal.
The young brawny build a hut beside the river, once the house one night the girl escaped with her lover, not long so that his father would notice the absence of his daughter, looking desperate for the entire colony, someone informed the desperate father, telling the young beautiful she looked very often with Mbareté the boy for days not come to work on earth something that caught everyone's attention since the boy was an ardent worker and bragged that might go together .
The father of the girl in her desperation to find her daughter formed a group of people to search.
They began searching the area, until the river they could see a new hut, they hid among the bush where they saw a canoe coming Mbareté, the young lover was hunting and fishing, bringing food to feed his beloved Pilar leaves very happy to meet his beloved hut, reaching it receives with a hug and a big kiss of love.
This provoked the anger of the father, he left his hiding enraged, screaming the name of her daughter, she looked at his father and understood his intentions.
The enraged father pointed to Indian with a shotgun, she tries to explain the situation to her father, blind anger triggers, she puts her body and receives the bullets that went to his beloved.
The girl's chest turned red, was killed by his own father, Mbareté not move astonishment, in that another shot was heard, sticking in front of the young, falling on the body of his beloved.
So great was the disappointment of the father of the girl who was unfazed by the deaths of young people, commanded the present return to strong as if nothing were happening there.
When anger abandon the furious father, in the middle of the night she remembered the image of his dead daughter, he was unable to sleep a wink and sleep.
At dawn he returned to the scene of the tragedy, where I just love, love that overcame racial differences youth, that true love that united them forever.
Upon reaching the hut the father of the girl found no trace of the tragedy, could not understand, if before their eyes lay dead bodies of young people, who with their blood tiñeran the land of color, in the same place at this time there was a leafy tree Jacaranda.
The Spanish, Father of the girl with blue eyes, did not understand how the place of the dead bodies had grown suddenly this burly tree blue flowers.
Tupa Tenondete, does things in mysterious ways, and he could think as I finish this immersed love tragedy, Award for young people to live together in an eternal life, Mbareté him the tree and pillar in those beautiful flowers beautiful color of her eyes, blue as the sky.
By the way the burly body Mbareté is that the Jacaranda tree is robust and reaches 30 meters and the beautiful eyes of Pilar, beautiful color of their flowers.
These are the stories that have passed our ancestors, we have great respect for what surrounds us, birds, plants, trees and everything that lives in our land, were once human beings and therefore each of these It has a beautiful story to tell.

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José Luis Fernández
Corrientes Argentina

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