Read it as if you were reading a bedtime story.
Speak slowly please.
A long time ago, the people were not living in the way they should, they were not taking care of anything, they were treating their women not right.
Oh, that’s not good! So, the creator made the rain stop to teach them a lesson. Well, days and days went by and it didn’t rain. The lakes dried up, the rivers dried up, the animals ran away, the people were worried.
So the elders told the men to go look for water and food. The men went up North. Days and days and days went by. Finally toward the South, there was water, there were plants and there were animals. Now, as time went by, the women started to get sick, the mothers started to die because they were not eating.
Finally after many days, the men made it back to the village. When they got to the village they saw the elders and the children crying, and the men started to cry. They looked up at the sky and they told the creator: « we are sorry for what we have done, we will never ever ever treat our women bad again ». And they buried all the women in places in the village that no matter where you went, you would see that grave to remember what those women did for their people. Time went by, and still no rain.
But one day, the elders got a message from the creator. Said « I will give you rain but I also will give you food that will feed you forever. And it will come from you women. »
And one morning, one young little girl walked out of these graves. After a short period of time, a fruit came out and when they opened it up, it looked like the women smiling because it was white corn and it looked like teeth. And when they bit into the corn, it was sweet like mother’s milk. And they said: « Ah, this is the gift from the creator. »
Ever since that day, we have never ever mistreated our women again. Every year, we go through a ceremonial: all the men, we go seven days without sleeping, seven days without eating, and we dance all seven days in honor of our women. Because our women give us so much. Treat your women well, we do.
