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“Why do you burn?” I asked.<br />
“To prepare the land and make it ready for corn. <strong>My</strong> father did that, his<br />
father did that, and his grandfather did that. That is our way.”<br />
Belize still had over 50 percent of its old growth rainforest intact, more<br />
than any other country in Central or South America. But things were<br />
changing rapidly. The main culprits were land developers and commercial<br />
cattle and citrus companies, who were clearing thousands of acres at a time.<br />
Small farmers like Don Antonio only exacerbated the problem. They<br />
practiced “swidden” or “slash and burn” agriculture, a method used in<br />
Mesoamerica for more than five thousand years. Once efficient, the ritual<br />
burning had become a threat.<br />
As I looked across the chopping block at Don Antonio’s wizened<br />
countenance, I found it hard to think of him as a rainforest plunderer. Over<br />
the last months, I had seen that Don Antonio was one of Don Elijio’s major<br />
herb gatherers. He routinely collected the medicinal plants on his land.<br />
Some he sold to Don Elijio, others he and his wife Doña Juana reserved for<br />
their own use. Like many elderly <strong>Maya</strong>, they were familiar <strong>with</strong> healing<br />
plants and respected their ability to cure. When they had raised their fifteen<br />
children, plants had been their only medicines.<br />
As we talked, we saw Panti’s small frame walk toward the huts. Don<br />
Antonio jumped up before I could to remove the heavy sack of bush<br />
medicine.<br />
Don Elijio peered over at the patients that were sitting on the bench<br />
outside the door and remarked casually, “Ah, Rosita, you come again.”<br />
I was thrilled. At last he remembered me. I felt as though I had reached<br />
a mountaintop.<br />
He and Don Antonio spoke in <strong>Maya</strong>n and I listened intently, but all I<br />
could understand were the occasional Spanish words mixed in. Despite the<br />
fame of the ancient <strong>Maya</strong> for numbers, mathematical concepts, and intricate<br />
calendars, the modern <strong>Maya</strong> use <strong>Maya</strong>n words for numbers one through<br />
five and Spanish for all others. <strong>Maya</strong>n speakers also use Spanish for the<br />
time, the days of the week, and the months.<br />
Panti then went into his dark cement house to wait for his atole and to<br />
rest, leaving Don Antonio and me to keep each other company. I chopped<br />
<strong>with</strong> him. He told me that he used the Billy Webb bark to treat his wife’s<br />
diabetes. She drank a tea made from the bitter bark for three months until<br />
she recovered. I listened excitedly, hungry for any tales about special plants