(38-1)
My grandfather wanted to make me a shaman as well. |
(38-2)
I was big then. |
(38-3)
He asked me: "Will you go on the white road or on the black road?" |
(38-4)
I thought that the white road was the winter road and the black road was the summer road, and that the summer road was better. |
(38-5)
So I told him: "On the black road." |
(38-6)
"Eh, you have chosen the bad road, you will be unhappy. |
(38-7)
Sit down, lie on the sledge," he said to me. |
(38-8)
He took some knives and stuck them in the door, one inside, one outside. |
(38-9)
He also put knives in the windows on both sides sticking them inside and outside. |
(38-10)
Our house was built like a Russian wooden house. On the top it had a roof like a yurt. Comment:
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(38-11)
When I lay down, the boxes and the desks started falling on me. |
(38-12)
I lifted my head and saw that the knives which were in the windows and in the door were moving by themselves to prevent me from going out. |
(38-13)
Suddenly when I was lying there, large boxes fell on me. |
(38-14)
I was put in one and someone started sawing it. |
(38-15)
When they reached my flesh, I shouted from fear. |
(38-16)
So I didn't become a shaman. |
(38-17)
If I hadn't shouted, I would have become one. |