cuentos de barro - DSpace Universidad Don Bosco
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cuentos de barro - DSpace Universidad Don Bosco
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— ¿Lo vido? Son esos babosos bagres,<br />
vos.<br />
—Si quiere nos hacemos al lado <strong>de</strong> la<br />
isla.<br />
Iba a sacar su cor<strong>de</strong>l, cuando un fuerte<br />
tirón, que la<strong>de</strong>ó el bote, les advirtió <strong>de</strong><br />
una presa mayor.<br />
—¡Jale, mano; <strong>de</strong>be ser «mero»!<br />
El indio tiró con todas sus fuerzas.<br />
—¡Ya mero revienta este jodido!<br />
Llegó el otro a ayudarle. Tiraron<br />
penosamente. El bote cimbraba,<br />
voltión. En la cola <strong>de</strong> un espumarajo<br />
surgió <strong>de</strong> pronto una sombra enorme,<br />
que arrollaba la linfa con ímpetus <strong>de</strong><br />
marejada. La luz nerviosa le mordía en<br />
redor.<br />
—¡A la ronca, mano, es tiburón!<br />
—¡Y <strong>de</strong>l fiero, vos!<br />
—¿Lo encaramamos?<br />
—¡Déjelo dir, chero, nos pue<strong>de</strong> jo<strong>de</strong>r al<br />
chucho!<br />
—¿Guá per<strong>de</strong>r mi anzuelo?...<br />
—¿Qué siarremedia?<br />
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“You seen that? It’s the stupid catfish.<br />
“Let’s go to the other si<strong>de</strong> of the<br />
island.”<br />
He was about to pull in his line out of<br />
the water when a strong tug on one<br />
si<strong>de</strong> of the boat, warning them of a<br />
bigger prey.<br />
“Pull, pal, this must be the one!”<br />
The peasant pulled with all his might.<br />
“We’ve almost got the sucker!”<br />
Then the other peasant quickly came<br />
to his rescue, but all of their effort was<br />
in vain. The boat surren<strong>de</strong>red, and spun<br />
around. Sud<strong>de</strong>nly, in the middle of the<br />
foam, an enormous shadow sprung<br />
forth creating a <strong>de</strong>structive wave that<br />
washed away the water lillies. The<br />
nervous light seemed to be biting at<br />
them.<br />
“Holy shit, man... it’s a shark!”<br />
“Shit, the nasty kind!”<br />
“Wanna try to bring it in?”<br />
“No, let it go, man. He might fuck up<br />
the dog!”<br />
“Am ah gunna lose my hook?”<br />
“What else? There is no other way.”