Eüos is a pet God.
Loyal and at the Universe side.
Helping the universe to achieve great evolution.
Eüos is a name that is used by the leavers tribe for saying " the universe's loyal pet God", together they were great universal thinkers, the soul and its beast...
This story I am about to tell has deeper grounds than you can ever imagine, but for me it started on the day I was sucked into another dimension.
As a little girl it always made me wonder if it was all a dream, a dream I had or if It was there the world he once created and the world he designed for "them" to be in, wondering if they are now happy? Because I know that being here watching over them is so painful but knowing that i made their peace happen makes me secured but yet still I can't help but wishful think that maybe somehow they remember me, and if I stare enough outside my window I would see the moon disappear and enter in their parallel
existence.
On my journey home after a long week at the elementary school, I stumbled upon three kids under my age.
They butchered the heads of the insects they had collected and placed on a stone, I could see they were busy and the green fluids that streamed out of the insects bodies made me sick to my stomach.
I then suddenly remembered what I had for breakfast and wanted to throw it up all at once, but the fact that I witnessed these non empathic behaviors made me act out of character, so I reached out for the rains of my bag and made the book case carefully swing.
Threatening the kids in front of me , " if you don't let that insect go my book case will meet your face !" I yelled, the kids panicked and dropped their stone.
After a long fixative stare I growled and removed my gaze towards the running boys who insulted me in a way.
I drop my bag and instinctively run up to the insect in despair , hoping somehow I could save one.
Eventually I did save one , I blew out the wings of a little lady bug that has amazing rainbow patterns as her skin, those are rare and never seen.
I tried to communicate with the bug showing my empathy towards her and I received a sign of life, she spread her wings and it was as if that the moment she saw me she would greet me.
She flies away for a moment and does a return, she then lands on my nose, leaving it to itch in a pleasant way. I smile, she leaves and goes towards the sunset creating mini rainbows on the way.
It amazes me and as fascinated I could be, the thoughts of pleasant encounters left me to think of my simple task and that is to return home.
I remember the smell.
It has been a month since I went for the elementary school program in South Africa but still the smell of my grandmother's seafood dish couldn't leave my nose, remembering it left my mouth to water and stimulate the taste in my mouth.
There was no one as my mamu, she was a phenomenal success of life that was sent from the universe to grant me a better life regardless of what my background may have been from the start.
I barely remember my real parents and that was maybe for the better.
After a half hour of running I finally arrived , a story I had finally to tell over the dinner table.
I see my grandmother coming out as the shadows made her dark because of her melanin skin.
The moon is rising slowly as the sun only leaves rayons of multiple colors you would maybe see in the movies. It makes me think as a ten year old how lucky I was to have witnessed this for ten years.
My happiness made me drop my school bags and run towards my grandmother to hug her tight. The hug was at least as long as we could do and she left a kiss on my cheek.
" child, so you came" she would say and I just nodded while tears left the corners of my eyes strolling down to fall upon her clothes.
My ten years on this earth and I spent it with this inspiring woman who did everything by herself.
Everything she has, is her, from the air she breathes till the plants she greets, you see the carpets long of grass filling in between the sand and the earth covering the most up , you can see also growth were the flowers are resting and the little gardening she has done, for the fresh legume and fruits she places on the table, I could smell the soup she is preparing to greet me in the proper manner, she ask me to take of my shoes instead of running inside her big cottage house near the beach.
I do as she says and leave the shoes outside our door, I run through the living room , the floor covered in laminate and the simple couch faced at a beach view.
The kitchen was big enough with a white kitchen cabinets and there were wooden plates, silver pots and pans.
In the middle is a copper kitchen stove and on top of it a pot that is prepared to put all ingredients in it.
I was ordered to take a bath and place myself into more homy wear ,to join dinner, so I went to the bathroom.
Examining the room sind's it's been months I left and now being back looking at the baby blue tiles on the wall makes me feel nostalgic, memories are here in this bathroom, a simple white sink and a white toilet on the left with the bath against the middle of the wall placed horizontal made the contrast very aesthetic.
There are towels inside a small bathroom cabinet that was placed against the wall. I grab a pair, one for when I finish my bath, one for my hair, face and a sponge to clean my body.
Grandmother made sure all my skin care and hair care kit were there to start my routine.
I prepare the hot bath, even if it is hot outside , the cooling system we have in the house makes you want to have that bath as hot as it can be, to open all your bad skins and greet the new.
Once my bath is ready , I drop my clothes, I step in systematically and then eventually with my whole entire chubby body.
I enjoy every moment of this life stage and wash myself carefully from head to toe.
I enjoy for a moment the feeling and breath in the calm atmosphere.
The water is making a sound because of my hands caressing the top of it.
Thinking about that lady bug I saved and the kids that called me names.
The more I grow , the more I come to realize I can't understand boys, they are so difficult to understand and of course not much longer my thoughts wonder if rainbow ladybug is doing well now? Is she safe? Has she found her home?
I finish up when I hear the shouting of my grandmother and get out of the bath, I clean myself off with the towel and try to dry my hair as much as I can with a hair towel.
I put on some oils and conditioner in my hair and smear some oil cream on my body.
I take a quick look at myself in the mirror , checking out if I made any mistakes and then put on my homewear. It is a yellow top with a sun drawn on it and my shoulders exposed, with a blue legging that is wide at the length of my knees, I love it and I followed the delicious smell coming out of the kitchen.
My grandmother scolded me a bit, for taking too long , I apologized and she forgave me in return I helped her settle the table.
After preparing the table for us two, I sat down on my table waiting for her famous fish soup.
She then places the big soup pot on the wooden holder and serves us, we pray for the food, thank the universe and start a conversation.
"How is school?" She asks , I shrug and she ticks on my shoulder " I ask Oceania to respond to your mamou" she demands, while mentioning my name, which means business is about to get down.
I then explained how sometimes it was difficult at school and about the routines and she seemed pleased to hear that regardless of that I am still aiming for good notes.
" Oceania, do your best child, it is good for your future" I nodded and ate my soup. I compliment her " this is as good as your mamu hugs,mamu!" She smiles and responds " then eat a lot of it , don't disappoint!" We laugh and so eventually I explain to her about what I did on my way home.
She applauded " you saved an insect and it was left to die on top of that , the nature God must be praised by a hero like you!", I really appreciated her saying that and blushed even if you could not see, but I expressed it.
" it was a good thing to do mamou" I imply she then laughed harder and applauded even more.
" Child, do be careful next time, making enemies is also something you don't want in life " she says, like she would always say that, after a fight or any sort of event.
She would love for me to be in the neutral, as always, even if my heart is that of a true fighter she would always try to bring balance into my anger or peace.
A guide to my better lifestyle.
After dinner we did some dishes together, those were my favorite times I have with my mamou, we always played during those moments , she would make a lot of foam and we would foam fight each other while singing amazing songs.
During bedtime I would always help her remove the sheets and replace new ones, we would chit chat more and make plans for tomorrow, all of a sudden I noticed while my grandmother went to take some other things to add to the bed I noticed a book she might have dropped while removing the sheets.
But the weird thing about that book was it wasn't a children's story, at least it didn't look like one, I notice the book cover is brown and from the leather it also looks old, i read the sentence on the cover.
" Darkashia?" I think out loud not understanding what that word even meant.
At some point when I want to open the book a hand behind me takes it out of my hands and eyes looking at me with a frightening look , I had never seen my mamou afraid , she always looks like she had her emotions under control.
" Mamou.." I called out to her, staring deep into her eyes immediately facing the wooden ground, she then lifted up my head and asked me " Where did you find that book Oceania?" I stare at it and say " I saw it on the bed, I thought it belonged to you".
My grandmother places the other stuff on top of the bedsheets, then sit down and holds my hand with her both hands.
" If you help me out , I will read you from that book" she said, not so convinced, I nod and call it a deal, so as promised I did my part helping my mamou out and I changed my clothes into pajamas.
She tucks me in and folds my homewear, placing it on the nightstand for tomorrow.
Then she sits down and takes the book out before opening it. She sighs a few times , did not look very pleased by it.
" what is it mamou?" I ask concerned, she grabs her face and then next holds my hand, she squeezes in it and I could feel she had it difficult.
" mamou you are being strange, what is wrong?" I ask again and she then finally opens up " Oceania? You know I am very fond of you, right?" I nod in response not truly knowing what to say , this was strange after all.
After hesitation my mamou says " good, I will never doubt it, I will read this book but before this you have to know that this book was lost and has magically reappeared today.." She stopped and took another swallow. It was hard for her to do so " and.. now that it appears to be here, it must have chosen you my oceania", I could not really make sense out of what she told me in my room.
But I know I tried to, I place my hand on her face " mamou , don't be afraid it is just a story right ? So you can just read it, it won't bite" she takes my hand from my cheek " this is not a story Oceania, this book is from my great grandfather, your ancestor Batu, I cannot tell you much but know this child, I love you a lot, I want the Gods to know before you go".
It pains me to see her like this " I love you mamou , I let the Gods know my heart shows that" I said and a small smile came from under her sad smile, she finally loosen up and open the book at the beginning of the story..