African

I excused myself: ' ' /' ' But I obeyed my grandfather, waving without convices' '), the task to count to estrias (Former ' ' It said who, still in youth, if had I interview with the such semisomeone. Invention of it, said mine me' '.) the seen death as a ticket (Former ' ' I finished to discover in me a river that would not never have of morrer' '). The vital if manifest energy through the word, together the gesture and the dance perpetuating the tradition, in the fragmentos to follow we can perceive the force of the word and the gesture: ' ' But the force sucked that me was greater that our effort ' ' /Suddenly, my grandfather removed its cloth of the boat and started to agitate it on the head. — You also compliment! ' '. In way to as many fights, to as many wars, still he has a hope canal, always opened to a new estria.

Still he has the task to count estrias, still he has the tradition and all a ritual in return of the African people. It is the union of the imaginary one and the Real, that only can be forgotten or be brightened up estrias them ahead the search of the peace. Mia Couto does not hide at no moment its insatisfao in way the wars and the oppression brought for colonizadores. In this story, we can notice another symbolism that in sends the blood, war, violence to them and at the same time the longed for and reached peace. In the fragmentos to follow it is subtendido the meaning of the blood of ancestral thousand of, that they had been massacreed during centuries and the meaning of the peace, future or perpetual; ' ' You do not see there, in the edge? For backwards of cacimbo? I not way.