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Ka Ugong did not answer. The neighbor called glared down at Ka Ugong across the table. Her arms were stout. Her voice was also big. She asked. Narrator: Ka Ugong did not answer. Ka ugong looked at her silently. His chin also went down. He held on the edge of the table nervously. You, he said a much lower Neighbor: But why did they leave their ladder at the door? They tone. You are the woman. You should do all the housework. Well, I will just go up, get the ax and return it later. The neighbor went up.

When the Maldang: And what do you do? Asked Ka Maldang. You tie the neighbor went up the bamboo ladder he was surprised to see Ka carabao to the reeds in the field and then you lie down on the grass Maldang and Ka Ugong sitting silently at the table where plates had to watch it gaze. You call that hard work? I cook, clean the house, dried up with left-overs. He hurried towards them. What happened wash your clothes; scrub the floor, I do all the work that only slaves to you Compadre, what happened?

He asked Ka Ugong. And yet, you even refuse to help me wash the plate from which you have eaten? She looked at Ka Ugong and her broom. She grabbed the broom. She raised the Neighbor: The neighbor repeated his question: What happened to broom to strike him, crying, You, you lazy man! Ugong: Ka Ugong ducked under the table.

He cried. He shook her shoulders, too. Narrator: She pushed him roughly aside but did not speak. Listen, said Ka Ugong. I got a plan that should decide who should wash the dishes. He still crouched under Neighbor: Did you eat something poisonous? Some food that has the table. He shook each one alternately. But still neither stood up or talked. Maldang: Come out of there.

Come out and speak like a man, not mew like a cat under the table, said Ka Maldang. Narrator: The neighbor was alarmed. He did not get the ax but ran out of the house to the rest of the neighbors.

He told them that Ka Ugong: Ka Ugong returned to his seat opposite her at the table. Asked Ka Maldang, wiping her eyes. Let us have a wager. Man 1: they took turns trying to make them speak. Man 2: But the two continued to sit staring at each other in silence. Maldang: Only that? The first one who talks will Woman 1: Ka Maldang looked at her husband threatening for a always wash the plates, and bowls, and pots and pans. Ugong: Right, said Ka Ugong.

If you even say just one word to me, Narrator: Ka Ugong knew that she did so to avoid at the neighbors. Neighbor: The Compadre was very much worried. He ran to the village herb-man. I can keep my mouth shut even for a week. You cannot. You even talk to your carabao. Narrator: The herb-man came lie down. Ugong: All right. Are you ready? Asked Ka Ugong. He shook her shoulders, too. Neighbor: Did you eat something poisonous? Some food that has made you dumb? He shook each one alternately.

But still neither stood up or talked. Narrator: The neighbor was alarmed. He did not get the ax but ran out of the house to the rest of the neighbors.

She pretended to be asleep. Herb-man: and when he saw the motionless, silent husband and wife sitting at the table, he declared that they were bewitched. Herb-man: The herb-man said, Ah, the spirit which has taken possession of her is very stubborn. I must break its spell. Herb-man: dipped a forefinger of the other hand into the nut-colored saliva and marked with it a cross on the forehead of Ka Ugong Heb-man: He moved toward Ka Ugong who was lying down, calling his name and slowly several times, Come Ugong.

Come back, Ugong! Herb-man: Come, Maldang Come home to your body now Come, Maldang, chanted the old man. He called to the bewitched couple softly at first Herb-man: Come, Ugong Come, Maldang Herb-man: This is the first witchery of its kind that I have met here. By their silence I believe that they are dead. Their spirits, driven away by the witch, have left their bodies. The only thing to do now in order to keep their souls in peace and to prevent this witchcraft from spreading among us is to bury them.

Narrator: The herb-man ordered some of the men to look for bamboos to make two coffins immediately before the malady would go to them. In no time, the two coffins made of bamboos, hurriedly tied together were finished. Herb-man: We shall bury them at sunrise. Some of us have to stay to keep the wake for the dead, he said.

Narrator: The men easily lifted Ka Ugong and placed him inside his coffin. Surely, Ka Ugong said to himself, he would win the wager. He would not be afraid of being buried.

Why, he would just get out of the grave when the neighbors were gone. He thought everything going on was great fun and he was enjoying himself. How he would frighten them all when he returned from his gravel. Narrator: Although her eyes were closed she had been listening to his directions She was afraid that he would surely force her into her coffin if she did not tell him to go away. But she did not like to talk. I am afraid to sleep in that coffin tonight.

No, i will not let them lift me into it, she said to herself. But she did not hear Ka Ugong speak. Woman 2: She opened her eyes just as the herb-man, aided by two other men, put his arms around her to lift her up from her chair.

Get out! Get out of my house! Shame on you for coming here, meddling with our lives! Ugong: He also shouted, You talked first! He jumped about clapping his hands and saying to the astonished neighbors, She talked first. We have a wager. Now, she will always wash the dishes!

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One day just as they were finishing their lunch, Ka Ugong announced, Ugong: I am not going to wash the dishes any more. He threw out his chest and lifted his chin. Maldang: Why say so? Ugong: I say so, I worked hard in the field this morning.

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