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River Mumma & The Golden Table

River Mumma

The River Mumma

There are many stories of sirens and mermaids hypnotizing and luring people to there death, River Mumma being a major myth, and the golden table being one of her most known tails

River Mumma

Legend says that River Mumma inhabits the rivers of Jamaica, and all the fish are River Mumma's children. When she rises out of the river to sit on the rocks and comb her long, black hair, you're not supposed to look at her or even touch River Mumma. you'll fall into a trance and she'll grab you by the heels and drag you under the river. If you try to catch her or her children , the fish will disappear; the river will run dry. It's best not to make trouble with River Mumma.

And The Golden Table

The golden table

River Mumma lives in deep rivers, way down in those places where the water is tranquil, still and achingly blue, in spots beneath the shade of cotton trees, rimmed with plumes and spears of palms and overhung with ferns and ropes and vines of plants. It is there in those still places, way down at the bottom of the river, that the Golden Table lies hidden. The Spaniards left this table, made of solid gold, during their quest for gold many centuries ago. River Mumma guards that table.

River Mumma and the golden table

One day Bastian and his sister, Lora, were walking home, Bastian could hear his stomach growl. “Do not worry Bastian. I am sure that when we get home there will be food waiting for us! Father and Mother will have both been paid today I am certain of it!” Lora said. Bastian pasted a smile on his face for the sake of his sister. But he knew better. Father worked himself to the bone in the sugarcane fields but his boss had not paid him for last week’s labor. The greedy man had stated that his father had not worked hard enough to earn the week’s wages.His mother was in just as dire straights. She had gotten a good position as a housekeeper for a wealthy woman in the town. The woman had just had a baby and Bastian’s mother had been with her through the whole pregnancy, she had even been there for the birth of the baby. And then this past week she too had not been paid,“How can I pay you?” the wealthy woman had chastised Bastian’s mother, “I need that money for my baby. How can you ask for money? You might as well take the food right out of my baby’s mouth.”

A waterfall tumbled down into the river. He looked at his sister. A glint of gold appeared to be rising to the surface. Lora grasped his arm, her mouth open in wonder as the golden table appeared on the surface of the water. It shone so brightly that Bastian had to shield his eyes. “Hello children.” A sweet voice called out from the bed of the river and Lora let out another small gasp before clapping her hands over Bastian’s eyes.“It’s River Mumma” his sister hissed in his ears."Let's get that table," Bastian gasped. He couldn't believe his eyes. He'd heard the tales. but he had never imagined something so hypnotizing. Lora grabbed his arm. "Never, never, brother," she said, and she pulled him on, trying to get him on the path back home. "You know what happens to greedy people, Bastian." "Greedy?" Bastian said. "I'm not greedy, and you know that."

They continued to argue all the way home. When their Papa's boss heard their argument, he asked Bastian, "Where is this Golden Table? I think I should have it for myself." "The rich deserve the riches," the boss said.

So the next day he insisted Bastian lead him to the spot, and right there before their very eyes arose the Golden Table."don't try it," Bastian said "You know the stories."

"Myths!" the boss laughed. "Go on home, Bastian. I'll handle this."

Bastian did go home that day, and he told his Mama and Papa the tale of the Golden Table.

Papa's boss never came home, and nobody knows where he went, but people talk. Lora said his greed drowned him, and the boss's son? He changed his ways and paid his workers a fair wage. As for Bastian? A chip, as they say, off the old block. In other words, Bastian turned out much like his father. He was a hard worker, a good and fair man. His Mama and Papa taught him well.

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River Mumma

What does "The water Mumma and the Golden table" tell us about Jamaican Culture ?

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