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    Timeless Stories of El Salvador: The Beginning
    Timeless Stories of El Salvador: The Beginning
    Timeless Stories of El Salvador: The Beginning
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    Timeless Stories of El Salvador: The Beginning

    By Federico Navarrete and Marcos Soriano

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    Every country has its unique stories, and El Salvador is no different. For the first time, the magic of the Salvadoran nights is coming to you in English.


    For hundreds of years, parents have shared unique stories with their children, like the twins whom a Shaman transformed into the Cadejos because of their antics, or the vain

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherFederico Alberto Navarrete Mixco
    Release dateNov 26, 2020
    ISBN9789996126727
    Timeless Stories of El Salvador: The Beginning
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    Federico Navarrete

    Federico Navarrete is a Salvadoran Innovator and Storyteller who is always open to new challenges and adventures. He has lived in four countries: El Salvador, The United States, Spain and Poland. He decided to embark on a new journey to change the perspective of his country, writing first a blog and later a series of folkloric books.

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      Timeless Stories of El Salvador - Federico Navarrete

      A brief history

      Based on Encyclopædia Britannica and Wikipedia.

      El Salvador is a country located in Central America. It is the smallest and most densely populated of the seven Central American countries. The majority of its population is Christian. Its capital is San Salvador and it limits northeast with Honduras, northwest with Guatemala, and south with the Pacific Ocean.

      The country was an agricultural country, heavily dependent upon coffee exports until the end of the 20th century when it started to transition to the service sector.

      For millennia, several Mesoamerican nations, mainly, Lenca, Mayans, and Cuzcatlecs, controlled its region. Also, some archaeological monuments suggest an early Olmec presence around the first millennium BCE. At the beginning of the 16th century, the Spanish Empire conquered the Central American territory, incorporating it into the Viceroyalty of New Spain ruled from Mexico City.

      In 1609, the area was declared the Captaincy General of Guatemala by the Spaniards, which included the territory that would become El Salvador until its independence from Spain in 1821.

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      The good and the bad Cadejo

      The good and the bad Cadejo

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      any years ago, I was coming back from the best party of my life. It was my eighteenth birthday, and I had finally become a man! That night was astonishing, and I had drunk Aguardiente for the first time! What a great night!

      After the party was over, I was walking around my city trying to return to my home. I was not so sure about my path because I was blind drunk. However, something was crystal clear; this was an abnormal night. The sky was oddly clear, there were no stars, no moon, only darkness.

      A few minutes later, I felt a strange, chilly wind. I had never felt anything like that in my life. I was trembling, when suddenly an unknown force made me turn around. At that moment, I saw two red eyes like embers in front of me! I heard a loud whistle, vreeew!

      For a brief moment, I was blind with fear, but then everything became clearer and clearer, a massive being that looked like a black hound was in front of me. The beast was frightening because instead of paws, it had hooves, red eyes, and whistled eerily. I could not believe what was in front of my eyes! How was this possible? Was it the Cadejo? I thought it was just a legend for scaring children.

      I ran as I had never before in my life until I reached my house, which was in the canton Loma Alta in Usulután. When I reached the door, I knocked frantically, unable to find my keys, and I could hear the same whistle behind me. The Cadejo was drawing nearer and nearer, and nobody opened the door. Suddenly, I felt the chilly wind again and saw the red eyes before I fainted in front of my house.

      The next thing I knew; I awoke in my bed with my grandma rocking in her chair. She just asked: Chepe, you met the Cadejo yesterday last night, didn’t you?

      How did she know? Was she a fortune teller? I thought. We shared a cup of black coffee and had a long talk about my incident with the Cadejo and my wayward life, full of parties, drawing graffiti on the walls after school, and playing with girls’ feelings every weekend. My neighbors defined me as the troublemaker of the canton.

      After our talk, she looked at me very seriously and said:

      "I see. Well, it is about time that you know more about our past. Also, to discover who the Cadejo really is, and most importantly, who its white twin is.

      You can be sure, Chepe, this is a frightening story, but it is the right time for you to take responsibility for your life and understand what these spirits are."

      It was the year 400 BCE when the first inhabitants of Quelepa, a settlement of the Lenca people, moved to a new land, a beautiful place, relatively close to a volcano. It was also next to an impressive freshwater river. In this settlement, a couple had a difficult birth of fraternal twins, the first in centuries. The town rejoiced in the new pair of twins, there were massive celebrations, and even the shaman and their chieftain came and blessed the newborns.

      Several years passed, and these twins grew up. One had beautiful blonde hair, yellow eyes, and pale skin, while his brother had darker skin, black eyes, and curly dark brown hair.

      The younger brother was called, the Blonde because of his lighter skin and calm voice. His brother was known as the Black. He was extremely proud of being the black one. He was arrogant, strong, highly intelligent, fast, and extremely skillful in everything he attempted. The Blonde was calmer and submissive. He tended to follow his elder brother in all his mischiefs.

      The town respected these twins because of their knowledge and skills. Most people praised them, and their family was extremely proud of them. Nobody suspected that one of them could be the wicked Cadejo who was scaring the farmers every night.

      The Black loved to frighten his neighbors because they were very religious. They constantly prayed to their gods because they were afraid of El Niño or La Niña, two climatic phenomena, which had murdered thousands of people in the past. These phenomena were the main reason why they relocated to Quelepa.

      Every night he wore a costume made from eucalyptus leaves, which were painted with ashes and looked like a massive black hound. Then he hid in the scrubland of the mountains near the town.

      In those days, people tended to go at night to collect sugarcane, cocoa, and other herbs because the weather was cooler. Like a mischievous boy, the Black waited for each townsman who passed by, and at that moment, he jumped. He pretended to be a spirit from the beyond who had come back to Earth to kidnap people and take them to the underworld.

      While the Black was putting on this performance, his brother hid close by, whistling, frightening people even more. His elder brother had dominated his soul and the Blonde was afraid of failing him. Even though he was against the idea of frightening his neighbors, he kept whistling every night, helping his brother.

      The Black laughed and said every night haha haha haha, what a bunch of ignorant people. If they knew I am the Cadejo, they would know that there is no such thing as spirits. He felt powerful and realized that because of his knowledge and skills, he was the Black, the only and real Cadejo.

      The town started to believe that some spirits were coming from the Chaparrastique Volcano. Everyone was afraid to go there at night and investigate what was happening. However, it is common knowledge that no one should play with spirits because spirits are spirits, and common people must leave them in peace.

      A couple of years later, his hometown and the nearest towns became really afraid of the volcano’s black spirit. Nobody would go outside after 6 p.m., for fear of the spirit catching them. The Black became tempted to search for new towns close by.

      One night, the Black and the Blonde were in a new town to frighten new inhabitants, when the Black heard that someone was coming and told his brother, Blonde, when I do this, you should start whist … And at that moment, someone was next to them and said: Good evening, boys.

      Good evening, the boys replied. They were perplexed because no one had noticed how he knew they were there. Or how had he arrived so fast?

      Could you tell us why you are walking around so late? Have I never seen you before in our town? asked the Black.

      I come from a faraway place. I have been walking for a couple of days, and I think I am lost. However, I would like to collect some herbs for special work that I need to do when I come back, the old man replied. How about you?

      We were collecting some eucalyptus leaves for a potion for our sick grandma, lied the Blonde, who was shaking and very nervous.

      It seems that you have collected a lot, haven’t you? Because I can appreciate that your brother has a package of them, the old man replied.

      Kind of. We would like to get more, said the Black.

      At that moment, a lightning bolt struck a tree near them and split it in two. The Blonde said: Black! Let us go back home. It seems it is going to rain.

      Do not be si … before the Black finished his sentence, a strong thunderstorm had started.

      I saw a cave not so far from here. Let us go and stay there for the night, said the old man.

      They ran towards the cave, not pausing to consider the idea at all. They just wanted to get out of the rain.

      As soon as they arrived, the old man said, "we need

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