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             The legend of the Kibrahacha tree


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