The silence of the night was broken by the song of announcing the strong Amazonas heat, the small ship sailing the muddy waters challenging in the treacherous circles of whirlpools and calmness. In the calm night of summer the moon shone silvering the waters and the starry sky and it extended on the river and the amazon jungle, that exhaled the perfume and the sound of his magic.

Lying in the net, Alice let to wrap for the swinging of the ship winning Rio Sea's current and for the sweet sensation of caress of the closes wind (tapa vento) caressing her face. She liked those fluvial trips vastly for that wonderful North. She adored to appreciate the beautiful riverine landscape. She was there, in a small ship, sailing the torrential waters of the old river Amazonas, in direction to her home town, Manaus.

Closing the eyes, she remembered with longings, of when she was younger and spend vacation in Tio Argemiro's Farm, located close the small city of Itacoatiara.

She was always thrilled with the legends and myths, as Mother Of water (Măe D'Água), Curupira and every wealth of the amazon folklore. It was like this, that during a period of vacations, Alice heard from Dona Serena, old cook of the farm, an interesting story.

Certain day, Alice entering in the kitchen had found crestfallen and very unhappy Dona Serena. Investigating the reason of so much consummation, she answered:

- “ It is " that the "Buto flexú” her.(Bouto arrow shot her) " Bout removed her shade (virginity) Now her is "prenha" (pregnat).

Without understanding what happened, Alice asked that the old servant explained that history better, a little confused for her understanding. Serena told that the fact had happened seven months ago, during a June party, there for the sides of Manaquiri, in the farm of the “cumpadre " Neco.

Santinha participated in the party, that was very encouraged and she had many to eat and to drink. “Cumpadre" Neco, didn't leave for less and he liked a lot of food abundance. The boys of the musical group were very entertaining and when the music stopped, all people were in the expectation of re-starting the "remelexo" (dance agitation).

- “Please plays that accordion again, "cumpadre" - They screamed for the accordion man of that group. And the old bellows ruffled in a frenzied sound.

It wasmade an infernal heat, predicting fort temporary. The animation boiled more and more. Suddenly, a strong wind swept the living room and everything darkened. Screams were heard, bottles rolling for the ground, glasses breaking. Seated Santinha in a corner felt a strong hand involving her waist and a hot voice whispered in her ear: - Will we dance? "

The light came back, as in magic moment, she saw herself dancing with a beautiful youth of clear skin of rosy tone, dressing a white suit, of captivating smile and to look strong and penetrating, with seductive glance flashes, that hypnotized her. The only strangeness in that young man was a hat color of dark mud, that used with " fall " of right side, that gave him a rogue air. The people began to find strange and to comment that young man reason not to remove the hat, but with to growing and contagious animation of the party, they forgot about that detail.

Young Santinha, for her time,shet was fascinated by the youth and elegant boy and she was abandoned in his forts arms, seduced and involved by the young man fort magnetism.

The party reached the end and nobody noticed the absence of the romantic love pair. It was then that Dona Serena seeking for the niece and not finding her, she was alarmed and she led off a desperate search.

To the dawn they found asleep Santinha in the margin of the river. Waking up, the girl just remembered the hours of love lived with the beautiful youth and that soon after to the loving ecstasy, she felt great sleepiness, but before falling asleep she still saw the youth to dive in the waters of the river and to disappear, while she dove in a deep sleep.

Dona Serena in her ingenuousness she believed truthfull in this story and looking very serious for Alice she argued:

- “ It is ... the young man was a " Buto " and the " Buto " flexú (arrow shot her. He removed her shade (virginity) and she was "prenha" (pregnat).

Really, was Santinha, in her 15 year-old innocence, pregnant of seven months, had the Bouto removed her the virginity (sombra) and then two months ago, does Dona Srena, would she be aunt-grandmother of a beautiful " botinho " (little Bouto) or " "botinha" (female little boot) ?

Alice could not stop smiling evoking those memories. The wealth of the amazon folklore is exciting and incredible.

They are many the counted stories for the mestizos of that immense one and unpenetrate Amazonian. It is necessary to know them and to live them making experiences all his greatness.

Alice, already with the heavy eyes of sleep, she fell asleep in the lulling of the river dreaming about Iara and hearing the song of Uirapurú.

(I dedicate this story to my longing aunt Alice of Queiroz, one of the best narrators of histories, that I knew in my life).

(Story published in the Select of Verses and Prose - 2001, Volume 15, for Publisher Borck, of Săo Luiz Gonzaga, Rio Grande do Sul, Pages 169 to 171).

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