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Iban, iban... La chucha seca los seguía,<br />

rastrera y tosigosa. Se óiba ya, clarito, el<br />

tamborón y el pito que pastoreaban la<br />

alegría pueblerina. En una embrocada<br />

que se dio el camino, saltó cheleante<br />

el pueblo; y, <strong>de</strong>s<strong>de</strong> la torre <strong>de</strong> la iglesia,<br />

el ojo con dos pestañas <strong>de</strong>l reló se les<br />

quedó mirando ceñudo, y no los perdió<br />

<strong>de</strong> vista hasta que embocaron por la<br />

plaza.<br />

Había ventas; olía a jumo, a guaro, y a<br />

cuete. Se entraba al atrio entre ramas<br />

<strong>de</strong> coco y pitas empapeladas <strong>de</strong><br />

colores. El pito y el tambor pastoreaban<br />

la alegría.<br />

* * *<br />

La niña Lola los topó en las gradas.<br />

—¿Habís venido al reparto, Ulalia?<br />

—Sí, pué...<br />

—Date priesa, si querés que te les<br />

<strong>de</strong>n algo a los cipotes. Ya el padre tá<br />

cabando.<br />

La nana jaló la ca<strong>de</strong>na, en busca <strong>de</strong>l<br />

reparto; siguió el lateral <strong>de</strong> la iglesia, y<br />

se aculó contra el chumazo e gente que<br />

iba entrando encipotada al reparto. La<br />

bullanga ensor<strong>de</strong>cía. Entre los que se<br />

réiban, pujaban los apretados.<br />

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They walked, they walked... Their skinny<br />

mutt flollowed behind them, creeping<br />

and coughing. The clear sound of<br />

drums and whistles was announcing<br />

the happiness of the peasants. In a<br />

sud<strong>de</strong>n turn of the road, the white<br />

town emerged, and from the tower of<br />

the church, the eye of the clock with<br />

two eyelashes was staring at them,<br />

frowning, and kept them in sight until<br />

they arrived in the plaza.<br />

There were street sellers everywhere.<br />

It smelled like smoke, home-ma<strong>de</strong><br />

whisky, and firecrackers. It permeated<br />

to the core of the atrium surroun<strong>de</strong>d by<br />

coconut branches and colorful banners.<br />

The whistle and the drums pastored<br />

their happiness.<br />

* * *<br />

Señora Lola stopped them by the<br />

stairs.<br />

“So, you here for the distribution of<br />

toys, Ulalia?”<br />

“Of course!”<br />

“You’d better shake a leg if you want<br />

your kids to get something. The priest<br />

is almost finished.”<br />

The mother pulled the chain, searching<br />

for the distribution. She followed around<br />

the si<strong>de</strong> of the church, and was forced<br />

into the bunch of people entering the<br />

church along with their children. The<br />

noise was <strong>de</strong>afening. Some people<br />

laughed and others moaned because<br />

they were being shoved.

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