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            The legend of the Kibrahacha tree




                                                                                                                                When  they  arrived  at  the
                                                                                                                                tree,  they  saw  that  it  was
                                                                                                                                covered  head  to  toe  in
                                                                                                                                thorns,  with  only  a  few
                                                                                                                                closed  flowers  at  the  very
                                                                                                                                top.  Kudawecha,  experi-
                                                                                                                                enced veteran in all things
                                                                                                                                Aruban  flora  and  fauna,
                                                                                                                                told Aretima to start pluck-
                                                                                                                                ing the thorns of the tree to
                                                                                                                                climb to the top where the
                                                                                                                                flowers are. Aretima, just as
                                                                                                                                determined to save her fa-
                                                                                                                                ther, didn’t hesitate to start.

                                                                                                                                To  her  surprise,  every  time
                                                                                                                                she plucked a thorn of the
                                                                                                                                tree, a bright, yellow flower
                                                                                                                                bloomed  in  its  place.  The
                                                                                                                                thorns  were  hard  to  pluck
                                                                                                                                out,  but  Aretima  contin-
                                                                                                                                ued  plucking  with  enthu-
                                                                                                                                siasm  and  wonder  at  the
                                                                                                                                unfolding  sight  before  her.
                                                                                                                                Not too long after she was
                                                                                                                                able to fill her entire satchel
            (Oranjestad)—  As  the  cli-  bean islands of Aruba, Bo-  wood—so hard that it can     Kibrahacha  is  especially  with the yellow flowers. Ku-
            mate begins to dry up here,  naire and Curacao, and is  break an axe. In fact, that’s   particular,  as  it’s  the  only  dawecha,  satisfied  to  see
            the Kibrahacha is ready to  considered  among  locals  what its name means in Pa-      one among its neighboring  Aretima so happy and en-
            bloom.  Known locally for its  as  one  of  the  most  spec-  piamento:  “kibra”  (break)   trees to start blooming first.   couraged  to  help  her  fa-
            bright,  yellow  flowers,  this  tacular trees on the island.  “hacha” (axe). The flowers                           ther,  took  her  back  to  her
            special tree only blooms for  But did you also know that  bloom  around  April  and    The legend of the Kibraha-   hut.
            three to four days only. Sci-  the beautiful yellow flowers  May,  but  this  only  last  for   cha
            entifically  known  as  Tabe-  have a story behind them?   about  three  to  four  days,   Written by Hubert (Lio Booi)  Upon  arriving  back  at
            buia billbergii, and in Eng-                              as the flowers start to fall off                          the  hut,  Aretima’s  mother
            lish as the Yellow Poui, this  The  Kibrahacha  is  said  and  the  tree  starts  grow-  One  day  Aterima,  who  quickly made a tea out of
            tree is native to the Carib-  to  have  extremely  hard  ing  its  green  leaves.  The   lived  west  of  the  hill  Sero  the  flowers  and  gave  it  to
                                                                                                   Warawara,  woke  up  one  her  sick  husband.  Miracu-
                                                                                                   day  to  find  her  father  lously,  after  just  one  sip  of
                                                                                                   sleeping  in  his  hammock,  the  tea,  the  father’s  fever
                                                                                                   suffering  a  bout  of  terrible  left  his  body  immediately,
                                                                                                   fever. Her mother was very  and  he  opened  eyes  and
                                                                                                   worried,  and  as  was  the  sprung up feeling new.
                                                                                                   custom  in  the  olden  days,
                                                                                                   asked Aterima to go fetch  The  next  morning,  they  all
                                                                                                   Kudawecha,  who  was  a  visited  the  same  Kibraha-
                                                                                                   epistemophile,  to  come  cha  tree  that  saved  the
                                                                                                   see his father.              life of Aretima’s father and
                                                                                                                                they  saw  another  mira-
                                                                                                   Aterima  wasted  to  time  cle. The tree was  covered
                                                                                                   and  went  to  go  fetch  Ku-  again  in  the  same  bright,
                                                                                                   dawecha. Upon telling Ku-    yellow  flowers,  with  not  a
                                                                                                   dawecha  that  her  father  thorn  in  sight.  And  as  the
                                                                                                   was  sick,  he  immediately  legend goes, from that day
                                                                                                   accompanied        Aretima  on, the Kibrahacha tree no
                                                                                                   back to her hut, where he  longer produced any more
                                                                                                   encountered  her  father  in  thorns. q
                                                                                                   a bad state. Not willing to
                                                                                                   waste  any  time,  he  told
                                                                                                   Aretima that the only thing
                                                                                                   that  can  cure  her  father
                                                                                                   is  a  home-made  potion
                                                                                                   made  out  of  the  Kibraha-
                                                                                                   cha flower. At the time the
                                                                                                   Kibrahacha was not yet in
                                                                                                   her  blooming  season,  but
                                                                                                   the  stubborn  Kudawecha
                                                                                                   was  determined  to  bring
                                                                                                   back    Aretima’s    father
                                                                                                   back to health, and so off
                                                                                                   they  went  to  the  nearest
                                                                                                   Kibrahacha tree.
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