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CHAPTER FOUR<br />
Amaranth Amaranto Calalu Amaranthus sp.<br />
A favorite food throughout the Americas since ancient times, when the toasted and sweetened seeds<br />
were molded <strong>with</strong> honey into cakes offered to the Gods. Also known as “garden spinach,” it can be<br />
prepared in any way that one would spinach. The mature seeds make an excellent, protein-rich grain.<br />
A tablespoon of the fresh leaf juice is given three times daily for anemia, as the plant is rich in iron,<br />
calcium, and vitamins. The leaves and branches are boiled and cooled to use as a wash for wounds,<br />
sores, and rashes.<br />
When I went to Don Elijio’s clinic the next week, I found him alone. It<br />
wasn’t clear if he remembered me or not, but he welcomed, as usual, my<br />
offer of help. He was pleased by my gift of a bag of European Chamomile,<br />
the last that we had brought from Chicago.<br />
I brewed us each a cup of tea and Don Elijio began to talk. He told me<br />
his story as we chopped a freshly harvested vine of pungent Contribo.<br />
He was born in San Andreas, a small <strong>Maya</strong> village on a steep slope on<br />
the Lake Petén Itzá in Petén, Guatemala. When he was only an infant, his<br />
father, Nicanor, killed a man in a drunken rage. At fifteen, his father was<br />
already a known hechisero, one who practices black magic. Authorities<br />
suspected he was responsible for a number of unexplained deaths, and it<br />
was known that for the right price, he would use his power to harm innocent<br />
people.<br />
Rather than face justice, Nicanor fled. He brought <strong>with</strong> him his wife,<br />
Gertrudes Co’oh. Nicanor had used his powers to enchant Gertrudes when<br />
she was just fourteen. He had sent her sesame candy contaminated by evil<br />
power that had rendered her a slave to his whims.<br />
Gertrudes carried eleven month-old Elijio in her reboso, the ubiquitous<br />
shawl of Central American women. Sleeping by day and traveling by night,<br />
they made their way through the jungle trails. After six days they reached<br />
the border of British Honduras, now Belize, and waded across the river<br />
under the cover of night. They joined thousands of refugees who came to<br />
Central America’s only British colony to escape war and starvation. They