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Show ,, ^\KSL 1^U^< 48 "I am," Chua said not wanting to explain that he didn't belong to any clan. He didn't know these people anyway. "Leave that boy alone," came the voice from the rock above. "He comes from a large clan who will take all our secret water." "Come down here, Toho," said the old woman. "I want you to meet Chua Poko. He's from a Snake Clan." Toho climbed down off the rock. > "I don't like him. He's not from our clan," Toho said. Chua turned to leave; he didn't have to stay and listen to this rudeness. The old woman caught him by the arm. "Without the other clans, we couldn't hold all our ceremonies. We need every one.," ' Chua tried to pull away again, but the old woman linked her arm through his. Chua did not resist this time. "Hopi means peace, like Chua said," continued the old woman. At least someone was listening, thought Chua. "I don't care," Toho said, ignoring Chua. "I think you're acting this way because you're embarrassed to have another boy see you carrying water. You think it is women's work," the old woman said. "I am not," Toho said crossly, but he smiled. The old woman smiled, too. Chua watched her. She knew she had guessed Toho's feelings. "I am not embarrassed," Toho said, smiling again. "I can never win an argument with you, grandmother. You know all the answers." |
