May 15*, the Peasant's Day, they arrived to Inírida indigenous from almost all the departamento communities.
All they were organized under the roof of the school court, in a tumult of people and animals. They came to sell and to show what they had taken out from the earth or handmade. The government gave "incentives" to those that they presented better their products, but everybody knew that they were prizes and they assumed them as such. It was supposed that the name change was "for not generating competitiveness among the participants", but each one arrived was for selling. Only the agriculture secretary lifted a "stand", there they sold all class of mango derivates. The rich colonists came to exhibit their horses and to learn how to exhibit them in front of expert judges. Everything was a fair exhibition try-out, but more seemed an indigenous gallery, as bio-diverse as few. There I met the paujiles, birds big as a hen, with red beak and the whole plumage black. I saw very big roosters and hens, raided to tip of food, without hormones. I also tried manaca, chontaduro mañoco, caimarona grape, cocorito and other fruits from the region that I didn't know that they existed. I saw gigantic cassava, bananas and platano bananae24 in big quantity. Crafts and fabrics, Brazil sticke25 carved in symbols of the region: Christes, little canoes, little princesses Inírida, birds. These products would stand out in any part of the world, and even of Colombia.
The peasant's day in the Guainía is the native's day. That day the whole departamento appears just like it is. The colonists are seen as the minority that they are, small and rich. The one playing peasant is the native from the corregimientos. I find healthy not to mark ethnic differences, but are the natives recognized as such, or do they already consider themselves peasants? To sell that day it is necessary to speak Spanish, to manage something of the life of the capital, for not to lag behind. Competitions made that day were to rope a stick with horns, the oiled pig and the stick of prizes, all typical from the Plain and the interior. Is the loss of native culture the price of equality?
This was the way the Custodio García Rovira School court was left after the peasant's day.
But what I know is so little. The natives are very different and I don't know them. I had small sporadic contacts with them, with their religiosity and their humility, with their communities, with their language, so different to ours, with their green world there in the east...
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