“Jandira, can you pick me up? I’m going to read that.”
“Enough with the tall tales, Zezé. I’m busy.” “Pick me up and I’ll show you.”
“Look, Zezé, if you’re up to something, you’ll be in trouble.”
She picked me up and took me behind the door. “Go on, then, read. This I want to see.”
Then I read, for real. I read the prayer that asked the heavens to bless and protect the house and to ward off evil spirits.
Jandira put me down. Her mouth was open. “Zezé, you memorized that. You’re tricking me.”
“I swear, Jandira. I can read everything.” “No one reads without having learned to. Was it Uncle Edmundo? Gran?”
“No one.” She went to fetch a page from the newspaper and I read it without any mistakes.
She gave a little shriek and called Glória. Glória became nervous and went to get Alaíde.
In ten minutes, a crowd of neighbours had gathered to see the phenomenon.
That was what Totoca wanted me to tell him. “He taught you and promised you the horse if you learned.”
“It’s not true.” “I’m going to ask him.” “Go ahead. I don’t know how to explain it, Totoca. If I did, I’d tell you.”
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