Without the advice, help and influence of Armando Colina and Victor Acuna our trips to and activities in Mexico, as well as our understanding of modern Mexican art, would have been much less enjoyable, enriching, and productive. Without the Fosados-Victor, Sr., Victor, Jr., Pilar, and Ramon and Irene-we might never have understood the fascination of the masks of Mexico, and without Silvan Simone, Bob Curry, and Jack Wheelhouse we might never have seen the beauty of the rich and varied artistic tradition of which those masks are a part. It rained all over the earth and suddenly there were many toads all singing.In addition to Joseph Campbell, to whom this work is dedicated in recognition of our profound appreciation of all he taught us, both personally and through his works, there were others who were of great assistance. At last the rain struck the Yaqui region, still searching for the toad in order to kill him. So Bobok began singing and moving over the top of the rain towards the earth. The rain, thinking the toad was dead, again became calm. The rain hearing the toad, began to fall again. Then Bobok ran along on top of the rain saying ‘ Kowak, kowak, kowak’ It stopped and began to run along the top of the wind. In fact the rain almost reached the earth.
Then it clouded up, lightning was seen, thunder was heard and it began to rain. The rain will follow you soon’.īobok pretended to go, but really dug into the ground at the door of the King’s house. ‘Very well’ answered the King of the Rain ‘Go ahead. Send us a little water to drink for we are dying of thirst’ After greeting the King and saluting him for his chiefs, Bobok said ‘Sir, do not treat the Yaquis so badly. The following day Bobok flew up to the clouds and met the King of the Rain. He went off to the lagoon, Bahkwam and visited a friend of his who was a magician and could convert himself into a bat. ‘Very well’ said the toad ‘with your permission I will retire in order to make ready for my trip tomorrow. The toad presented himself and they said to him ‘You must go and beg for rain for all of us from the King of the Rain’ There the principal leaders of the pueblo met. They told Bobok to come to a great council at a place near Vicam. He was in a place called Bahkwam, which means ‘lagoon’ and which now is the pueblo of Bacum. They tried to locate this toad, and finally learnt where he was. Then the leaders of the tribe, desperate, could think of no one else to send. Neither he nor one drop of rain ever arrived at the ground. The swallow flew down, but he was also destroyed, like the sparrow, by the lightning and the wind. The King answered in good humour ‘Go without worry to your chiefs. The swallow flew up to the King of the Rain supplicating on the part of his chiefs that he send them a little water, for the Yaquis were dying of thirst. Seeing that the sparrow did not return, the Yaquis then commanded the swallow to perform the same mission. The rain, thus, never arrived at the Yaqui region. A hurricane of wind overcame the sky sparrow. But before he reached the Yaquis, the world became cloudy. The sparrow descended with the speed of a bolt of lightning. Tell your chiefs that the rain will come’ After greeting him on behalf of the eight pueblos, the sparrow said to Yuku ‘They tell me to ask you the favour of some rain’ He went straight to the King of the Rain.
So, out of necessity, they attempted to send a message to Yuku, the King of the Rain. The Indians assuaged their thirst with some half green plants. All the Yaqui region was burning up from lack of water. Yacquis were suffering from the thirst which devastated them. In ancient times in the Yaqui region, water became scarce for a long period of time. Yaqui Myths and Legends – collected by Ruth Warner Giddings
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