I don’t remember
now how we got onto the subject, but one day Teacher said that the palms of the
black’s hands were much lighter than the rest of their bodies because only few
centuries ago they walked around on all fours, like wild animals, so their palms
weren’t exposed to the sun, which made the rest of their bodies darker and
darker. I thought of this when Father Christiano told us after catechism that
we were absolutely hopeless, and that even the blacks were better than us, and
he went back to this thing about their hands being lighter, and said it was
like that because they always went about with their hands folded together,
praying in secret. I thought this was so funny, this thing of the black’s hands
being lighter, that you should just see me now – I don’t let go of anyone,
whoever they are, until they tell me why they think that the palms of the
black’s hands are lighter. Dona Dores, for instance, told me that God made
their hands lighter like that so they wouldn’t dirty the food they made for their
masters, or anything else they were ordered to do that had to be kept quite
clean. Senhor Antunes, the Coca Cola man, who only comes
to the village now and again when all the Cokes in the cantinas have been sold,
said to me that everything I had been told was a lot of baloney. Of course I
don’t know if it was really, but he assured me it was. After I said yes, all
right, it was baloney, then he told me what he knew about this thing of the
black’s hands. It was like this: - ‘Long ago, many years ago, God, Our Lord
Jesus Christ, the Virgin Mary, St. Peter, many other saints, all the angels that
were in Heaven then, and some of the people who had died and gone to Heaven –
they all had a meeting and decided to make blacks. Do you know how? They got
hold of some clay and pressed it into some second-hand moulds. And to bake the
clay of the creatures they took them to the Heavenly kilns. Because they were
in a hurry and there was no room next to the fire, they hung them in the
chimneys. Smoke, smoke, smoke – and there you have them, black as coals. And
now do you want to know why their hand stayed white? Well, didn’t they have to
hold on while their clay baked? When he had told me this Senhor Antunes and the
other men who were around us were very pleased and they all burst out laughing.
That very same day Senhor Frias called me after Senhor Antunes had gone away,
and told me that everything I had heard from them there had been just one big
pack of lies. Really and truly, what he knew about the black’s hands was right
– that God finished making men and told them to bathe in a lake in Heaven.
After bathing the people were nice and white. The blacks, well, they were made
very early in the morning, and at this hour the water in the lake was very
cold, so they only wet the palms of their hands and the soles of their feet
before dressing and coming into the world.
But I read in a book that happened to mention it, that the blacks have hand lighter like this because they spent their lives bent over, gathering the white cotton of Virginia and I don’t know where else. Of course Dona Estefánia didn’t agree when I told her this. According to her it’s only because their hands became bleached with all that washing. Well, I don’t know what to think about all this, but the truth is that however calloused and cracked they may be, a black’s hands are always lighter than all the rest of him. And that’s that! My mother is the only one who must be right about this question of a black’s hands being lighter than the rest of his body. On the day that we were talking about it, us two, I was telling her what I already knew about the questions, and she just couldn’t stop laughing. What I thought was strange was that she didn’t tell me at once what she thought about all this, and she only answered me when she was sure that I wouldn’t get tired of bothering her about it. And even then she was crying and clutching herself around the stomach like someone who had laughed so much that it was quite unbearable. What she said was more or less this: ‘God made blacks because they had to be. They had to be, my son. He thought they really had to be… Afterwards he regretted having made them because the other men laughed at them and took them off to their homes and put them to serve like slaves or not much better. But because he couldn’t make them all be white, for those who were used to seeing them black would complain, He made it so that the palms of their hands would be exactly like the palms of the hands of other men. And do you know why that was? Of course you don’t know, and it’s not surprising, because many, many people don’t know. Well, listen: it was to show that what men do is only the work of men… That what men do is done by hands that are the same – hands of people who, if they had any sense, would know that before everything else they are men. He must have been thinking of this when He made the hands of the blacks be the same as the hands of those men who thank God they are not black!’
After telling me all this, my mother kissed my hands. As I ran off into the yard to play ball, I thought that I had never seen a person cry so much when nobody had hit them.
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But I read in a book that happened to mention it, that the blacks have hand lighter like this because they spent their lives bent over, gathering the white cotton of Virginia and I don’t know where else. Of course Dona Estefánia didn’t agree when I told her this. According to her it’s only because their hands became bleached with all that washing. Well, I don’t know what to think about all this, but the truth is that however calloused and cracked they may be, a black’s hands are always lighter than all the rest of him. And that’s that! My mother is the only one who must be right about this question of a black’s hands being lighter than the rest of his body. On the day that we were talking about it, us two, I was telling her what I already knew about the questions, and she just couldn’t stop laughing. What I thought was strange was that she didn’t tell me at once what she thought about all this, and she only answered me when she was sure that I wouldn’t get tired of bothering her about it. And even then she was crying and clutching herself around the stomach like someone who had laughed so much that it was quite unbearable. What she said was more or less this: ‘God made blacks because they had to be. They had to be, my son. He thought they really had to be… Afterwards he regretted having made them because the other men laughed at them and took them off to their homes and put them to serve like slaves or not much better. But because he couldn’t make them all be white, for those who were used to seeing them black would complain, He made it so that the palms of their hands would be exactly like the palms of the hands of other men. And do you know why that was? Of course you don’t know, and it’s not surprising, because many, many people don’t know. Well, listen: it was to show that what men do is only the work of men… That what men do is done by hands that are the same – hands of people who, if they had any sense, would know that before everything else they are men. He must have been thinking of this when He made the hands of the blacks be the same as the hands of those men who thank God they are not black!’
After telling me all this, my mother kissed my hands. As I ran off into the yard to play ball, I thought that I had never seen a person cry so much when nobody had hit them.
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