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            The stories of “Compa Nanzi”


                                                                      walk right on in.
                                                                      Nanzi  stumbled  upon  the
                                                                      king’s  quarters.  With  all  his
                                                                      excitement  he  sat  in  the
                                                                      king’s  throne,  and  put  on
                                                                      his crown that was hanging
                                                                      on the side of the throne. It
                                                                      was very hot that day, and
                                                                      it  wasn’t  long  until  Nanzi
                                                                      too  fell  asleep,  right  there
                                                                      on  the  king’s  throne.  He
                                                                      was  so  deep  in  sleep  and
                                                                      snoring  so  loud,  that  even
                                                                      when the king found him in
                                                                      his seat, Nanzi did not even
                                                                      notice.
                                                                      Shon Arei was flabbergast-
                                                                      ed  by  the  sight  of  Nanzi
                                                                      on  his  throne,  wearing  his
                                                                      crown.  How  disrespect-
                                                                      ful!  “Soldiers,  get  him!”  he  tiful  in  here  that  you’ve  again.  “Nanzi!  Aren’t  you
                                                                      commanded.  Nanzi  was  never seen or will ever see,”  suppose  to  be  at  the  bot-
                                                                      sound  asleep,  but  when  Nanzi told the herder.         tom of the ocean floor?”
                                                                      the soldiers picked him up,  The herder, very dumb, be-   “I was, Your Majesty,” Nanzi
                                                                      he  jumped  from  fright.  By  lieved  Nanzi’s  word.  “Let  replied. But you know what,
            (Oranjestad)—The      most  culture  in  the  new  world.  then though, the soldier al-  me see!” he said.          there  is  so  many  things  to

            popular character you may  These  stories  were  a  way  ready had him in their hold.  “Well  if  you  must  insist,”  see down there in the sack!
            hear  about  in  the  Carib-  to  not  only  preserve  their  “Put  him  in  a  sack,  stitch  Nanzi  said,  “I’ll  let  you  Like this herd of sheep. See-
            bean  is  Anansi,  known  lo-  culture,  but  it  acted  as  a  it up and throw him in the  take a look, but only for a  ing that they had no herd-
            cally on Aruba as “Compa  medium for relief during the  ocean!”  the  king  said  furi-  quick  second.”  The  herder  er, I started walking behind
            Nanzi”. Local children grew  harsh  treatment  to  which  ously.  Two  soldiers  imme-  opened the sack, and Nan-   them and gained their trust
            up hearing the tales of the  they were subjected to.      diately entered the cham-    zi immediately jumped out.  pretty  quickly.  At  the  bot-
            conniving  spider,  and  his  It wasn’t until the end of the  ber,  took  the  crown  off  Before  the  herder  could  tom of the ocean there are
            legacy  forms  part  of  the  nineteenth century that the  Nanzi’s  head  and  pushed  even  take  a  look  into  the  so  many  wonderful  things,
            oral narrative tradition that  stories of Nanzi were written  him in a sack.           sack,  Nanzi  pushed  him  in  like diamonds, and bags of
            is common in Aruba.          down in different languag-   Nanzi  was  terrified;  it  looks  it, and the herder fell head  gold.  Chests  of  silver  and
                                         es. However, not all stories  like  this  time  he  won’t  get  first in.              other   precious   stones,”
            Although  the  stories  are  are completely alike in ev-  away  with  his  schemes.  Nanzi  didn’t  waste  any  Nanzi told the king.
            most popular in the Carib-   ery country, as is the risk of  To  get  to  the  ocean,  the  time,  and  closed  off  the  “What is that you say?” the
            bean, “Compa Nanzi” is not  oral  story  telling.  However,  soldier  walked  a  long  dis-  sack  real  tight.  He  then  king was intrigued. “I want
            entirely  unknown  globally,  one  thing  will  always  be  tance,  and  where  begin-  picked up the herder’s hat  to see it too!”
            especially  not  in  the  West  dominant  in  Compa  Nan-  ning  to  feel  very  thirsty.  and  starting  walking  be-    The  king  immediately  de-
            African  region.  Brought  to  zi’s stories: his sneaky ways  Luckily  they  passed  by  a  hind the traveling sheep as  manded  to  his  soldiers  to
            the  “new  world”  by  en-   to get what he wants!        pub, and decided to have  if nothing happened. After  be  put  in  a  sack  and  be
            slaved  Africans  from  Gha-  How Nanzi fooled the king   a nice cold beer. They set  a  little  while,  the  soldiers  placed in the ocean. Nat-
            na, the historical thread of  One day Nanzi was taking  the sack with Nanzi in it out-  headed  back  outside  to  urally,  Shon  Arei  died  be-
            how Nanzi was introduced  a  stroll  near  the  castle  of  side and went to enjoy the  continue  their  journey.  As  cause of this. He was never
            on  Aruba  follows  the  en-  Shon Arei, the king. He had  refreshments. Nanzi was still  they  picked  up  the  sack,  found  again.  Nanzi  fol-
            slaved  Africans  in  Cura-  this sudden urge to walk in.  trembling  with  fear  in  the  the  poor  herder  started  lowed  the  soldier  back  to
            cao  during  the  colonial  He  didn’t  think  too  much  sack.                        screaming  to  let  him  out,  the castle, where sat once
            era, which saw the biggest  about it and committed to  What  is  that  he  hears?  A  but  the  soldiers  ignored  again  on  the  late  king’s
            population of enslaved Af-   what he had in mind. It was  herd of sheep walking by?    him, thinking it was Nanzi.   thrown  and  put  his  crown
            ricans  in  the  Dutch  Carib-  a warm afternoon, and the  “Compadre,  listen  here!”  Shon  Arei  went  strolling  a  on. He took possession of all
            bean.                        castle  personnel  were  tak-  Nanzi screamed as loud as  while  later.  He  thought  to  of  Shon  Arei’s  belongings,
            The stories of Compa Nan-    ing  their  afternoon  nap.  he could. The sheep herd-    himself:  “This  time  Nanzi  and lived the rest of his life
            zi  were  a  sign  of  hope  for  Even  the  soldier  guarding  er  got  close  to  the  sack.  could  not  get  away  with  as king.q
            freedom among the slaves,  the  castle  door  was  fast  “What is this?”               his foolishness. He probably
            who  passed  around  differ-  asleep, snoring so loud that  “Man,  there  is  something  drowned in that sack ages   Story and pictures are from
            ent stories involving the fa-  his beard bounced up and  very  beautiful  in  here  that  ago.” That is why, when he   “Kon Nanzi a Nek Shon Arei (i
            mous  spider  through  word  down on his chin. Nanzi just  you  can  see.  It’s  very  rare  saw Nanzi walk behind the   otro kuentanan antiano di e
                                                                                                                                 araña sabi)” by Nilda Pinto.
            of mouth, due to not being  slipped  past  him,  looked  and  strange,  but  indeed,  herd of sheep on the street,
            able to express their native  back  for  a  moment  then  there is something so beau-  he   was    flabbergasted
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