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            Aruba: the legend behind its name


            (Oranjestad)—Most     folk-  ent  dry  riverbeds,  but  no   of the island.
            loric  tales  and  legends  in  sign of anything. When the
            Aruba  revolve  around  our  sun finally descended, they   Arua, after decades as the
            indigenous ancestors, who  found  themselves  near  a     leader  of  his  tribe,  spent
            came from mainland Ven-      fairly tall hill and decided to   his  last  days  on  the  island.
            ezuela, and discovered the  climb it for a better view of   Having  reached  80  years
            island and made it into their  a village. This hill was called   old,  he  called  for  his  fam-
            new  home.  This  particular  Pan Dushi or Orcuyo, which   ily on his death bed. In his
            legend tells the story of the  today we call Hooiberg.    hammock,  he  said:  “My
            birth of the Aruba name.                                  children, many years have
                                         The  next  morning,  they    passed, and I’ve asked my
            The  legend  follows  the  life  could clearly see that they   warrior to bring me back to
            of Arua, an indigenous Ca-   have landed on an island,    the  island  so  I  can  laid  to
            cique  originally  from  Aroa  but  an  unfamiliar  one  at   rest.  The  God  of  living  has
            in the Falcon state in Ven-  that.  When  Corobori  went   given me the gift of life to
            ezuela  in  the  year  50  AD.  back  to  where  his  father   see my son, grandchildren
            Arua  had  a  son  around  was  waiting,  he  told  him   and  great  grandchildren.
            the year 70 AD with his wife  the  news:  “Father  Arua,   But  now  he  is  calling  me
            Shira,  who  they  named  you  have  just  discovered     home. Corobori, my torch is
            Corobori.  When  Corobori  an  island,  but  it  is  not  Cu-  now passed to you. Guide
            was old enough, he joined  racao  or  Bonaire.  Far  in   our  people,  and  be  the
            his father on the usual boat  the  south,  we  saw  the  big   leader  you  were  always
            trip  to  the  islands  of  Cura-  mountains  of  our  home-  meant  to  become.  If  one
            cao and Bonaire to gather  land Venezuela, which we       day  you  leave  my  island,
            salt.                        could have never seen on     do not forget that it is also  And that is the tale of what  boy who alerted the Caci-
                                         the  other  island.  This  leads   yours.  This  is  my  last  wish:  inspired the Aruba name. In  que  when  the  Caribes  at-
            On their way back to Main-   us to believe we are on a    When I die, bury me in our  the  generations  that  lived  tacked.
            land Venezuela, they were  new  island.  But  that’s  not   maize plantation.”         or travelled back and forth
            caught up in a heavy rain  all.  When  the  sun  came                                  to  the  island,  there  were  Familiar  names:  all  these
            storm—a  side  effect  from  up, we saw in the distance   And so when the Cacique  many  familiar  names*,  like  names  are  familiar  to  Aru-
            a  passing,  but  far  away,  a glowing plain, which we   passed  away,  his  wishes  Guadiriki,  a  warrior  who  bans,  as  these  are  the
            hurricane.  Of  course,  be-  think may be salt.”         were granted and he was  was there when the island  names of places and plants
            cause  of  the  lack  of  mo-                             laid to rest in the area we  got discovered and his son,  on the island.q
            tors  and  sail,  their  boat  The  Cacique  was  pleased   now  know  as  the  Parade-  whom  he  called  Huliba;
            was left in the mercy of the  to hear of his son’s findings.   ra  Cemetery.  Where  he  Corobori  and  his  children,   Source: Un storia di e Indjan
            heavy winds. After a while,  He decided to stay a cou-    used  to  live,  they  built  the  Corodori,  Camacuri  and   Arua (A story of the Indian
            the  storm  started  to  pass,  ple days on the newly-dis-  Paradera Church.           Turibana,  Masiduri;  and     Arua) by Adolf (Dufi) Kock.
            and  the  clouds  began  to  covered island in search for                              Malmok,  the  13-year-old
            clear up. Finally able to see  salt. The next morning they
            around them, the Cacique  ascended Hooiberg again
            spotted land approximate-    and  stayed  to  see  if  they
            ly  an  hour  away.  So,  they  could  find  nearby  smoke,
            started to row in that direc-  indicating an inhabitant vil-
            tion until they reached the  lage. But they found noth-
            coast.                       ing.  So  they  went  back  to
                                         their  initial  arrival  settle-
            Once they arrived on what  ment, now known as Santo
            they thought was Venezue-    Largo in Savaneta. The next
            la, they decided to stay the  morning  they  hiked  along
            night  and  fix  their  kayak.  the  Spaans  Lagoen  near
            The next morning, the Ca-    the  Mangel  Halto  Beach
            cique ordered his son and  and  reached  the  area  of
            a  few  warriors  to  go  find  Bushiri.  There,  they  board-
            any  sign  of  population  in  ed they kayaks and head-
            the area: “Corobori,” Arua  ing to what we know now
            said.  “Don’t  come  back  as  Malmok,  where  they
            without  news.  It’s  in  your  found rocks of salt. After a
            hands  how  long  we  stay  couple  days  of  exploring
            here  till  we  find  our  fam-  the  island  and  gathering
            ily. So, if you need to take  some  salt  rocks,  they  left
            a week to gather informa-    for Venezuela, where they
            tion, we will wait for you.”  were  reunited  with  their
                                         families.
            “Don’t worry,” Corobori re-
            plied. “As soon as we have  Throughout  the  year,  they
            any  information,  we  will  travelled back and forth to
            let you know.” Armed with  Aruba, collecting salt. After
            arrows  and  spears,  back-  a while they settled on the
            packs  filled  with  food  and  island, generations of fami-
            water  containers,  they  set  lies  living  along  the  coast.
            off.  They  climbed  several  Corobori was the first indig-
            small hills, but no sign of a  enous inhabitant in our his-
            village. They crossed differ-  tory to explore the entirety
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