Yvy Maraey Page #3

I'm late because I was

guiding these comrades.

The whites have existed since

the very beginning.

With the whites

our ancestors walked.

With the whites we, too,

shall walk.

But we are blind

in their world of light...

...and they are deaf

in our world of darkness.

Brother...

...what have you come here to see?

We're just passing through,

Don Vicente.

Where are you going next?

This karai is looking for savages.

Isn't that right, brother...

...you're searching for savages?

Relax, brother.

We Guarani have clout.

- We karai also have clout.

- Used to!

Relax, brother.

The Indian needs me

in order to be Indian...

...just as I need him

in order to be white.

But being too 'me'...

...is to discredit myself

before him...

...just as his being too 'him'

...diminishes him before me.

Perhaps it's no good

being too human?

Perhaps we rather need to be

a part of a whole?

Perhaps we need to be

a bit more like gods?

Where is that god

that completes us?

Where is he to be found?

Where?

Nati, hurry up

and wash the dishes.

We rarely have visitors

from as far as La Paz.

Here we are, ma'am.

Tomorrow there's a family party.

I hope you can come.

- My nephews will entertain.

- Thanks a lot. Excuse me.

OK, see you later.

That's enough son.

"We rarely have visitors

from as far as La Paz".

Could he be some damn government

highlander...

...come to stir up our Indians?

He looks more like an NGO agitator.

Even worse, if you haven't got

the balls to defend us.

There are more of those Indians

than us. What are we supposed to do?

If we go on like this they'll

even take our huts away.

How was your shower?

Refreshing?

Man...

...they sent me

to the chickencoop.

I think the one who slept

in the five-star hotel was you.

Must've felt good there

among your fellow whites.

I don't know

which fellows you mean...

...but a splendid library

was left here.

Some very rare books,

from 1911, 1906...

...every kind of book,

even in English.

Have this cheese I found

in the store.

I'll see what's up with the car.

That car you're so worried about,

get it fixed and just go!

- Seriously?

- Yes, I'll find a way out of here.

Whatever you say.

What is it you're writing

in that little book?

And what is it

you're all saying about me?

There isn't much to say.

The word is made to be heard.

Eyapusaka see with the ears.

I come from the world of the written

word. For me, to write is to think.

Then go back to your world.

I won't expose myself

to my people for someone...

...who thinks but doesn't feel.

Friend, what about some booze?

People are asking

for booze, pal, go!

Excuse me?

Booze...for the people.

Glad you brought

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