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             Aruba: the legend behind its name



             ( O r a n j e s t a d ) — M o s t
             folkloric tales and legends
             in  Aruba  revolve  around
             our  indigenous  ancestors,
             who  came  from  mainland
             Venezuela, and discovered
             the  island  and  made  it
             into  their  new  home.  This
             particular  legend  tells  the
             story  of  the  birth  of  the
             Aruba name.

             The  legend  follows  the  life
             of  Arua,  an  indigenous
             Cacique  originally  from
             Aroa in the Falcon state in
             Venezuela  in  the  year  50
             AD. Arua had a son around
             the year 70 AD with his wife
             Shira,  who  they  named
             Corobori.  When  Corobori
             was old enough, he joined
             his  father  on  the  usual
             boat  trip  to  the  islands  of
             Curacao  and  Bonaire  to
             gather salt.                what  they  thought  was  and       water    containers,   inhabitant village. But they  home. Corobori, my torch is
                                         Venezuela,  they  decided  they  set  off.  They  climbed   found nothing. So they went  now passed to you. Guide
             On  their  way  back  to    to  stay  the  night  and  several  small  hills,  but  no   back  to  their  initial  arrival  our  people,  and  be  the
             Mainland       Venezuela,   fix  their  kayak.  The  next  sign  of  a  village.  They   settlement,  now  known  as  leader  you  were  always
             they  were  caught  up  in  a   morning,   the   Cacique  crossed   different   dry   Santo  Largo  in  Savaneta.  meant  to  become.  If  one
             heavy  rain  storm—a  side   ordered his son and a few  riverbeds,  but  no  sign  of   The  next  morning  they  day  you  leave  my  island,
             effect  from  a  passing,  but   warriors to go find any sign  anything.    When  the  sun   hiked  along  the  Spaans  do not forget that it is also
             far  away,  hurricane.  Of   of  population  in  the  area:  finally  descended,  they   Lagoen  near  the  Mangel  yours.  This  is  my  last  wish:
             course,  because  of  the   “Corobori,”   Arua    said.  found  themselves  near  a   Halto Beach and reached  When I die, bury me in our
             lack  of  motors  and  sail,   “Don’t come back without  fairly tall hill and decided to   the  area  of  Bushiri.  There,  maize plantation.”
             their  boat  was  left  in  the   news. It’s in your hands how  climb it for a better view of   they boarded they kayaks
             mercy of the heavy winds.   long  we  stay  here  till  we  a village. This hill was called   and  heading  to  what  we  And so when the Cacique
             After  a  while,  the  storm   find  our  family.  So,  if  you  Pan Dushi or Orcuyo, which   know  now  as  Malmok,  passed  away,  his  wishes
             started  to  pass,  and  the   need  to  take  a  week  to  today we call Hooiberg.   where they found rocks of  were granted and he was
             clouds began to clear up.   gather information, we will                               salt.  After  a  couple  days  laid to rest in the area we
             Finally  able  to  see  around   wait for you.”          The  next  morning,  they    of exploring the island and  now know as the Paradera
             them, the Cacique spotted                                could clearly see that they   gathering  some  salt  rocks,  Cemetery.   Where   he
             land   approximately   an   “Don’t  worry,”  Corobori  have landed on an island,      they  left  for  Venezuela,  used  to  live,  they  built  the
             hour away. So, they started   replied.  “As  soon  as  we  but  an  unfamiliar  one  at   where  they  were  reunited  Paradera Church.
             to row in that direction until   have  any  information,  we  that.  When  Corobori  went   with their families.
             they reached the coast.     will  let  you  know.”  Armed  back  to  where  his  father                           And that is the tale of what
                                         with  arrows  and  spears,  was  waiting,  he  told  him   Throughout  the  year,  they  inspired the Aruba name. In
             Once  they  arrived  on     backpacks filled with food  the  news:  “Father  Arua,    travelled  back  and  forth  the  generations  that  lived
                                                                      you  have  just  discovered   to  Aruba,  collecting  salt.  or travelled back and forth
                                                                      an  island,  but  it  is  not   After  a  while  they  settled  to  the  island,  there  were
                                                                      Curacao or Bonaire. Far in   on  the  island,  generations  many  familiar  names*,  like
                                                                      the  south,  we  saw  the  big   of  families  living  along  the  Guadiriki,  a  warrior  who
                                                                      mountains of our homeland    coast.  Corobori  was  the  was there when the island
                                                                      Venezuela,    which    we    first  indigenous  inhabitant  got discovered and his son,
                                                                      could have never seen on     in our history to explore the  whom  he  called  Huliba;
                                                                      the  other  island.  This  leads   entirety of the island.   Corobori  and  his  children,
                                                                      us to believe we are on a                                Corodori,  Camacuri  and
                                                                      new  island.  But  that’s  not   Arua, after decades as the  Turibana,  Masiduri;  and
                                                                      all.  When  the  sun  came   leader  of  his  tribe,  spent  Malmok,   the   13-year-
                                                                      up, we saw in the distance   his  last  days  on  the  island.  old  boy  who  alerted  the
                                                                      a glowing plain, which we    Having  reached  80  years  Cacique when the Caribes
                                                                      think may be salt.”          old, he called for his family  attacked.
                                                                                                   on  his  death  bed.  In  his
                                                                      The  Cacique  was  pleased   hammock,  he  said:  “My  Familiar  names:  all  these
                                                                      to hear of his son’s findings.   children, many years have  names  are  familiar  to
                                                                      He  decided  to  stay  a     passed, and I’ve asked my  Arubans,  as  these  are
                                                                      couple days on the newly-    warrior to bring me back to  the  names  of  places  and
                                                                      discovered island in search   the  island  so  I  can  laid  to  plants on the island.
                                                                      for  salt.  The  next  morning   rest.  The  God  of  living  has
                                                                      they  ascended  Hooiberg     given me the gift of life to  Source: Un storia di e Indjan
                                                                      again  and  stayed  to  see   see my son, grandchildren  Arua (A story of the Indian
                                                                      if  they  could  find  nearby   and  great  grandchildren.  Arua) by Adolf (Dufi) Kock
                                                                      smoke,    indicating    an   But  now  he  is  calling  me
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