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flow of the Amazon Jungle of the Poisons

This is a story of the Peruvian writer Ventura García Calderón, in which he describes as the jungle can sometimes be a hell full of mysterious animals and how exactly these seemingly harmless animals are sometimes fatal.

... Neither I nor the captain could accept with enthusiasm that interrupted the poker game when we won five pounds and was so tasty stout in the monotony of the sea, two days in every port. The game and the stout can comfort to many lonely, but the officer did not withdraw his hand from his cap, apologetically:
- I am sorry, sir.

Down near the creek, on the premises smelling of tar and cod, a sailor dying moan spoke English and asked to seek an interpreter on board. So the young officer had dared to rise up to the captain's cabin where we played. I followed him cranky by spiral staircases, smelly, sticky, whistling through brokers in English under the bucket in the shower-shoe lubricate a red black.
- This is - muttered the officer when we reached the bedroom door in which two cabin boys were playing dice.

was a dark cabin, with that peculiar smell of the cameras low, which gives the vertigo: the smell of oil, tar, salt and English snuff. In the cabin, barely lit by the gate, lay a sick bed on the hanging canvas. When I greeted her in English stood on edge yellowish profile, two hands hesitated to take my hand. They were sweaty and shaking.
- Lord ... - stammered the voice of tears sick.

But when he knew I was also Peruvian, their joy seemed delusional. And had not spoken in two weeks, as was necessary to count before he died at a living the anguish of his life narrated, he held me by the hand and would not escape, and I know just translate the fever of his monologue:

- Yes, sir ... I am of Callao ... May the Lord do not go and forgive me. I will die and not bother you more, but first promise me that you take this ring to my mother, and this portrait of the boy, and the package closed. I'm going to get tired, sir, dispense ... Thank you ... Why I went to Iquitos? to make a fortune, like so many. Do not go, sir, never, never. "Monsieur does not know the virgin forest? Ah, yes, I have spoken of this hell! The first time, when people go there at night, go crazy and start to foam at the mouth, screaming that carried downstream. If you could not even sleep in the camp! But all screams, all singing, all complain, sir. The beasts are not the most damaging and whistles of the rattlesnake, which repels even the Indians when it comes to standing as a whipping person giving the trunk of the rubber. Worse are the monkeys and parrots, which are set to see the people go to scratch and fun. It seems that laughter pierces the ears of parrots and a rifle shot is useless. I grabbed and got up at night to spend a few rounds, but bad watch moonlit forest. Nobody knows all things that fly, all the steps that are lost with the crunch of death on the roads. That yes, the smell delicious, sir, a smell that is not forgotten! By breathing again, again ... In the morning I already wanted to go to work in rubber when who says that Don Cristobal Brazilian calls us to tell us: "Here come the ants." ants as big as your thumb, million ants, a sea tan advancing a jungle clearing. The laborers took to toast and eat some ... Do not believe, sir, is it gay ... but before fleeing, terrified by a snake bite on the hand to the employer, the Brazilian. What atrocity! We to empty the bullets of shotgun to sprinkle the bite of gunpowder. Set it on fire and broke the piece of meat. We had saved ...! That trip taking him on a litter of branches covered with our ponchos ... I do not say anything! Passing under the top of the cedars, the monkeys threw rotten branches and parrots seemed to be announcing to the whole forest we passed. When they flew together could not look like the sun, because we are blinded by the color. Nothing could be seen in the dark forest, but fell as rain arrows. Seem to come from heaven and a Christian is traversed from top to bottom. Paf! Without confession, just as if nailed to the floor for a scarecrow. The rubber tapper was shouting in Portuguese shoot, but where do you, sir, if it was full of noise? ... silence And worse than the noise, Mommy! because shaking is expected that will happen: a roar, an arrow, what do I know? A pawn ill with beri-beri (like tertian, sir, a fever trembling jaws and men are dying like flies), a pawn, as I was saying, he began to cry and got big a jump in puddle. No more came.

We had to threaten with a gun to the others who also wanted to put the pond full of alligators. We had quinine finish, but I am tired, sir, and if I keep on hand is a tribe camp because I told him I was hooked with a good face india bore me a little Indian.

Look, sir, in the photograph, how like the poor chum ... We were not together that day, but every morning she helped me to settle with the machete, the rubber trees. Later in the afternoon, we went to pick up the glasses in which the resin has dripped all day ... "Mr. not ever heard the buzzer machacui? A butterfly is a snake. Yes, what do you think? A beautiful thing, a flower flying when the time comes when flying, he stumbles upon one and stung, which is poison. Do not leave in the afternoon because I'll tell you who is half Blinkin. When it starts to cool, out of his den as bats. Where is light, off he goes. And it was almost dark, my little Indian girl was with child collecting rubber cups and lit his lantern. It came, as I said, the buzzer machacui , and the boy got to give great outcry, but I did not understand anything. Only she, knowing these bugs, the little arm was wet with blood.

The mother grabbed her and looked around as if seeking protection of the Blessed Virgin. Ah, sir, only India can do such thing! In two of three knelt on the ground, sharpened the machete and, after!, Cut off his arm to the elbow. As if I would have cut me, sir! Was heard as far cry and the cries that the forest seemed to be silent, and I was stark raving mad.

Is

figure? The mother tied the stump with a piece of his shirt and ran, without groaning, to the camp, where the boss, it was something medical, perhaps he could cure the child, ran through the forest full of fireflies at night and roar and terrible sound of the rattlesnake. For an hour he was running. I was behind with his gun ready for the Tigers. Finally dropped dead of a broken heart, and the child she died there, moaning in the forest ... It was devilish Lelit under a rubber tree, white as paper.

Then, a jump down from the shadow the tiger who had been following us and took, sir, the dead child to eat ... I do not know how I could escape to Manaus, and there I was hooked sailor to return to the homeland ... " was a beautiful butterfly, sir, a butterfly that had poison . Tell me if it's just, for holy charity, so I carried my little angel. It was a butterfly of all colors, a beautiful butterfly ... "

squeezed mine sweaty hands, and that simple man died repeating the name of the buzzer machacui. When I was able to separate her fingers I found inside the bag waterproof, drainage and Brown, the arm of her dead son.
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Is there Machacui Chicharra? Can cause death?
exists in the Amazonian jungle ... is very hard to find one, but there ...

"Chicharra Machacui"

A Insect articulated, breathing through the trachea, Trunk long, seemingly blind and docile in the day.
There is a belief that its bite to travez a sting at the end of their abdomen is poisonous and even fatal.

Shiringero.

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The strength of the Yacumama

That Sunday, as every Sunday of the week Maya and her mom went to visit bringing food to her grandmother's house Shemya, in the jungle of Masisea on the lower Ucayali, in the Peruvian Amazon, to arrive at the house of Shemya had to paddle canoe, a creek that was passing the entrance to an oxbow lake (Lake of the forest), on whose banks was the grandmother's house.

That day came late, after noon, the boat settled down and stayed for lunch and afternoon were entertained talking until 4 pm, when it should return home for that and grandmother had served and Shamy invited a bit of coffee to calm the people could return.


is available for coffee breaks and that's a big storm with lightning, thunder and heavy rain, those rains that only occur in the forest ...


had to wait out the storm and sail in these conditions the river is too dangerous, by then the hours passed and there was when the storm is over, would be like 7 at night, everything was dark, only had the light of the "flask" (a kind of lamp with which light up the forest dwellers who lack electricity), after some time they heard a tremendous roar that paralyzed from fear-never before had heard something similar-but what was that sound? was as if something will slip, as when producing the downing of trees in the forest, as a kind of avalanche, a crane, perhaps, was a sound that in places not usually happen to me once ... noise happened, they were eager to return, plus it was dark, the rain was happening and told the grandmother Shemya it best to sleep and wait for daybreak to return to the town, the two nodded and stayed.

awoke the next day much more relieved had breakfast and got ready to leave, Grandma was the one who came first in the house, just opened the door was left shocked and screamed, to this mother and rushed out to Maya see what happens when self-absorbed were also what happened? was the most incomprehensible for any human mind, the entrance to the car no longer existed in their place were trees and forest medium place entry had changed their place was on the side opposite the original entry! then realized that he had changed the place of trees and created a new car was the legendary and many times named "Yacumama" .

But ... Yacumama What is? Yacumana the stories of those living in the Amazon, the giant boa, the mother of water, the mother of the lakes (Tipishca or gaps) in the places where they live abundant fish and water (Yacu = Water, breast = mother) the natives can fish and enjoy the water and when part, when you go, the inlet dry.
Its enormous size is able to drag aguajales or uproot trees growing on the banks of streams.

But the myth is not far from reality, there have been cases of encounters with giant anacondas, rather Yacumama, as you can see from the pictures ...

Photo taken in the jungles of Brazil

Recreation:

drawing depicting a giant boa

Photo recreating the Yacumama

Writer 'Shiringero'

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Bagua: A Year "Baguazo"

Yesterday June 5 was a year of 'Baguazo' , which killed 34 Peruvians there is nothing to celebrate and much to regret.

Not only is there a single charge punishable by law, but legal processes go to a crawl. In instances outside to outside courts were several investigations that yielded two separate and varied documents: four reports in the Congress two reports, one majority and a minority in the Committee Bagua driven by the Presidency of the Council of Ministers (PCM), and a discreet police investigation.

Of these documents, presented in the minority, by the legislature Guido Lombardi, who chaired the commission investigating the 'Baguazo' in Parliament, established responsibilities in the executive branch, Congress, police and indigenous leaders themselves.


LOOKING FOR CAUSES. "Why did this happen?" , Lombardi was asked yesterday. And he said "The president (Alan Garcia) had a position, rather than firm a bit derogatory. The Congress acted badly. On June 4 refused to make a decision that could have changed the course of things. There was a total inability and corruption of the police and judiciary, which starts against the peace process when the road was taken for 50 days " .
on the then Minister of Interior, Mercedes Cabanillas, and the badge that gave police after 'Baguazo' Lombardi called it "shameful" (the medal). "I have real respect for Cabanillas, and I think it is worth it to keep that appreciation awarded after a (Elijah) Muguruza and (Javier) Uribe, those responsible for the tragedy from the police " he said.

On the indigenous side, the president of AIDESEP, Alberto Pizango, has left his exile in Nicaragua after alleged negotiations with the Peruvian government to return home. LAWSUITS

not driving. And as that happens, there are five criminal cases in courts and Utcubamba Bagua (Amazonas), four of them against the Indians who participated in the actions of the 'Devil's Bend' and the slaughter of 12 policemen in Station 6. In total, there are 82 defendants. In the other, several police are prosecuted. But no go. For example, in the case of Asterio Pujupat-by the disappearance of higher-Bazán, the Board considers it is no interpreter, and in the case of Station 6, the instruction has been extended by 60 days because of missing make 174 steps .

Source: Peru21.pe