Unidad Educativa María

Andrea
Proyecto de Ingles

Nombre:

Kiara Naomy Quinchuango Velastegui

Curso:

10mo Azul

Docente:

Lcda. Katherine Estefanía Prieto Izquierdo

Asignatura:

Ingles

Año Lectivo:

2021-2022

Introduction
In this project you will be able to navigate between the most prominent myths and legends

of the Ecuadorian provinces, which you will be able to share with your colleagues, friends

and family through the network.

Before books existed, people transmitted stories, tales, myths and legends or knowledge

orally; With the appearance of the printing press, some of these stories were preserved,

however, today there are still legends and myths that have been preserved thanks to oral

tradition. All of them are part of our cultural heritage, today we will recover them to share

them in this project and learn a little more about Ecuador.

Legends of the coast

Esmeralda

La Tacona

Legend has it that in the province of Esmeraldas, there was a young woman with blond
hair, who was walking through the streets, on a night when there was no full moon. When
she was passing through a narrow street, a man crossed her path and, upon seeing her,
cornered her in a corner and abused her wife.

An hour after what happened, the woman

arrives at her house with her dress stained
and tears all over her face, she decides to
bathe and put on makeup. While she was
putting on makeup, she looked at herself
in the mirror and swore that no one was
ever going to hurt her again.

The girl had put on a red dress, she was wearing very high heels and her makeup was one
of the most beautiful, she went to a cave, where she decided to drink to forget all her
sorrows and what had happened to her hours before. Upon entering the cave, the men
looked at her admiring her beauty and everyone wanted to dance with her. The men of that
hut nicknamed it "La Tacona." A man, with very good looks, takes her out to dance and
proposes to go to the beach so they can be alone. The woman accepts very determined and
they go to the beach.

When they were already in that place, the man tried to abuse her, and at that moment, when
he saw the woman's face, he realized that she was a corpse, immediately, due to the fright,
he released her and ran without any direction. When he was already very tired, he realized
that he had come to a cemetery. As he sat on a grave, he read a name on a tombstone and
remembered the name of the woman he tried to harm. It was her, but she was dead.
Manabí

El Duende

Called in both ways, the Duende or Tintin is a very popular character in the Littoral
countryside. The imaginary Montubio describes him as a mythical being of medium height,
with large pointed ears that he hides with a wide-
brimmed jipijapa hat. Usually he only presents himself to
single peasant girls, with fairly long hair and very hairy
legs and arms.

Although it is assured that his appearance is nocturnal,

there are times when during the day but in places devoid of
clarity, he falls in love with the girls by throwing stones at
them to attract their attention.

At night, when he most embarks on his adventures, he

hides under the bed of the chosen young woman and when he comes out, guitar in hand, he
begins to sing couplets, amorphous and other very cloying songs until the girl chooses to let
him take a place in his room. The strategy of the goblin is to impregnate (make pregnant)
the victim and flee as soon as he checks it; achieved the purpose of him will go for another
lady.

Of the older peasants, at different times, the application of the counter was spread to nullify
or defeat the restless and stubborn being: when the smoothie appears singing and
strumming his guitar or vihuela, the intended girl must take the potty that he uses in your
bedroom and pretend to eat poop or excrement from the container.

Faced with this unusual scene, the Goblin will hurry away forever, as it is known that he is
very neat and he will find his pretended disgusting.
Los Ríos

La Dama encanta

One day, many years ago, a merchant came to Babahoyo from the mountains. He was going
to deliver merchandise on the mule as there were no cars. He walks and walks without
realizing he got lost in the jungle. A cry of joy climbed to the top of Cerro Cachari, the
merchant launched to see the goal of his journey on the horizon.

The wind was shaking the trees, while the sun went down. The mule was walking back and
forth, suddenly a wonderful woman
appeared who was coming to meet them.
The merchant stopped and so did the mule.
As instinctively, she wielded the handle of
his machete hanging from her belt, but the
woman came smiling and disarmed in peace.
But she carried in her hand a gold comb and
a silver matte while the wind played with her
hair. When I got to him, as if he already knew him, she said, who did he prefer: me or the
objects I carry? In the look from head to toe and while he laughs, he says I don't know who
you are, but! I prefer what you have in hand. The lady is silent in a sad moment exclaims:
ambition has lost you. The vision disappears the top of the hill is divided in two, forming a
terrible abyss which invisible hands push the happy merchant.

Some years passed after the tragedy of the merchant when one afternoon a fisherman was
rowing up the Cacharí hill in the canoe, he carried little weight and was worried because
each day of work became more difficult.
Looking at the shore it seemed that something was moving, indeed, within the bushes came
out the most beautiful girl he had ever imagined with a golden comb and a tall mate in her
hands called him with her voice and hand. For the canoe and lift the oars; I remain
thoughtful directing all parties. Come, the voice repeated, I am alone, do not fear. He
approached, he was expecting a wonderful adventure and they are Rio. She asked him, "Do
you want to be my husband or take the objects that I have here?" The man looks at him and
answers: I'll stay with you. I'm not interested in the rest. The girl smiles at him happily. She
gets into the canoe, sits next to her and with her finger indicates a distant place from there.

Of course, I recommend: don't look back, whatever you hear, the young man shakes his
head approving the recommendation while deep inside he wonders: where will all this go?
After the lady she climbed the Cachari hill, she went into a cave and let the days go by. A
mysterious and compassionate hand from her transformed it into a huge stone in the shape
of a heart that we still contemplate to this day in the dark grotto of Cerro Cachari.

Santa Elena

La Hueca
My grandparents told me about the way in which the inhabitants of La Hueca or
Agujereada buried the dead back in 1934, where the flourishing canton La Libertad is now
located.

The custom narrated here was exclusive, and I say

like this, because what I am going to tell you has
not been heard elsewhere:

After the death of a native inhabitant of the area,

the pain of his departure was expressed with tears,
but this cry had a musical expression, thus, the preferences of the deceased were sung, both
of daily life, as well as, their customs and the places he visited frequently.

Around the time of the burial, the mourners took the corpse for a walk without covering it
and accompanied by a relative in charge of taking his hand and making him say goodbye to
the places or houses that he once visited out of friendship or familiarity.

This custom was unhygienic and was determined by the first authority named in the place,
whose title was Inspector, the one who prohibited this way of burying the dead. As of that
date the custom was eliminated, remaining in oblivion.

Guayaquil

La Viuda del
Tamarindo
The story arises in the colonial stage, in the center of the Ecuadorian coast; tells a horror
story about spirits and ghosts. The origin of the story is possibly in Manabí, although it
happens in Guayaquil.

The story goes that a woman murdered her

Spanish husband. The murder committed
condemned the soul of her widow, leaving
her 'cursed' and confined to wander near a
tamarind tree, on a farm in the Fifth
Couple, eternally crying for the memory of her husband.

It is said that in the surroundings of the current 'Guayaquil Clinic', in the neighborhood near
the city's cemetery, the people of that time liked to drink and enjoy nightlife at the old
hacienda. Many individuals in an alcoholic state roamed the place and noticed the presence
of a slender woman dressed in black.

The amazed men were encouraged to follow her in order to woo her, she led them to an
aged tamarind. When they were under the tamarind, the woman turned around and was seen
as a hideous skull with a dark veil. After being shocked by noticing the creepy presence of
her, they fell to the floor of fear and foamed from her mouth, to die after a few minutes.

Santo domingo

El Veloz titiri

It is said that the tsáchilas did not always wear their bodies painted with achiote.

It is said that there was a tsáchila called Titiri. He was as fast as lightning and no one could
reach him.

He was considered the fastest of all time.

Titiri was in charge of taking the messages to all the

families of the Tsáchilas community.

Thus, one day and in one of his many fast

journeys, he stopped at an undetermined place.

His “obligatory” stop was due to the fact that a

plant in the sector caught his attention.

This one had beautiful flowers and some very showy clusters, some of which were open
and revealed those ruby-colored seeds.

Those bunches were annatto fruits, which gleamed in the light of the bright sun.

Titiri took one of the clusters in his hands and pressed one of the fruits to see those seeds so
striking. They were such a beautiful color that it distracting and he loved it.

His fingers turned red on contact with these seeds, which caused him to rub them on his
belly to clean them, but to his surprise that beautiful color was not lost and rather adhered
to his skin.
He liked that tone so much that he decided to paint his entire body and even his hair.

According to the story, from that day on, all the tsáchilas paint his body and his hair with
achiote.

Legends of the sierra

Azuay

El cura sin cabeza

Legend has it that many, many years ago (in fact, more than a century) there was a priest
who liked to go out with several women after finishing his Masses.

Obviously this type of conduct was rejected by the

inhabitants of Cuenca, but unfortunately no one could
do anything to prevent it, since the priest was a friend
of the ecclesiastical authorities who at some point could
remove him.

The priest continued dating several unmarried girls,

until the day of his death. It is said that no one attended
his funeral except the gravedigger.

When the undertaker began to pour the earth over the

coffin, the lid of the coffin was opened, allowing him to see that the body had no head.

The man finished his work and then went to a canteen where he related what happened to
the attendees. Immediately there were those who affirmed:

- Surely it was the devil who took his head to hell.

From that moment on, the priest's body wanders at night in the hope of recovering his head.
Bolívar

El Huiña Huilli

In the province of Tungurahua, Pedro lived in a small town. One moonless and starless
night, after playing cards and as usual cheating to win, he retired to his house on the top of
the mountain.

Nobody wanted to help him because he was a

cheater, so he decided to put fireflies in a jar to
light his way. He made his way carefully
through the moors of the Quisapincha through
the thick mist. But his path was interrupted by
the cry of a bus.

Pedro was very selfish and self-centered, he

never helped anyone, but he felt the need to
look for the lonely and defenseless bus that was
without his parents. He quickly went down the ravine in search of him and the bottle with
the fireflies fell off, they escaped and he was left without light. The cry of the bus was so
loud that he found it guided by the sound. He held him in his arms to get out of there.

Pedro wanted to get out of the ravine, but something was wrong. The bus was on fire, his
chest began to burn like burning coal. He wanted to throw the bus away, but he felt claws
dig into his chest. He tried to separate him, but he could not and then the bus began to
speak and not as a child, but as an adult, and with a hoarse and serious voice he said:

-Look at me, I have teeth.

-I have teeth. He repeated

Pedro tried to throw him into the ravine, but he couldn't.

"I am the huiña huilli, I have teeth and I am going to kill you," he said.

Pedro, crying, unable to do anything, asked: - Why are you doing this to me?

Then the huiña huilli answered him: - You are very selfish and tricky, you have never
helped anyone.

Without resisting the pain any longer, Pedro fainted. The next morning, he woke up sore
but happy. But he heard again the infernal cry of a bus. He ran away in great despair, the
terror of that night returned and Pedro shouted that he was never going to be a cheater again
and that he was going to help other people.

Cañar

La Espindola

Another legend and that is the one that is heard in the town, is that of Espíndola. The son of
a male snake in a Cañari woman.

According to the native Cañaris, the story says that: one fine day a woman went to wash her
clothes in the lagoon, while she was
doing her job, suddenly a snake
appeared and led her away. It was a
huge snake. From that abduction, the
union between the male serpent and the
woman arose and from that union a son
was born, he was a man and they
decided to call him "Espíndola".

While the woman remained abducted by the snake, her husband and her relatives did not
stop looking for her. There were those who told him that at noon, you can find his wife and
the snake; Desperate the men went, when 12:00 came, they saw the woman and the snake
sleeping, taking advantage of the reptile's deep sleep, they rescued the woman, but the son
Espíndola stayed with the snake. The woman returned to her husband and they continued to
live together.

He, Espíndola grew up and lived in those holes and he murdered all the travelers who
passed through those places, he did everything he wanted. People said that Espíndola was a
man, as big as the characters in Greek mythology, so big that no one could beat him,
because he wasn't content with killing those men, he even ate many of them.

The snake was not very angry, it was calm, but it had in its spirit the pain that they took
away the woman, with whom he had a child. But the people also wanted revenge for the
death of many men, who innocently paid with his life and that is why they decided to hunt
him down, until they managed to banish him from the heights to the hot land.

Hunting Espíndola was an odyssey. People said that the snake always came out of the
lagoon at noon and fell asleep. One of those days, the people who had lost their relatives
went to the lagoon, when the snake came out, they hit it on the head and it crawled.
Wounded the reptile, it crawled in such a way that it advanced to the Coast, that is why they
say that the snake from the Culebrillas lagoon went to the Coast and lives there, but it is no
longer in the Sierra.

They say that Espíndola ate many men. To hunt him and the snake, it is said that the
Presidency sent military and police officers, a large squad, and all that because the news
reported that Espíndola had murdered many. This is the story, to such an extent that many
say that a slave came from a ranch from the presidential house, who hit him on the head
while he was sleeping and thus the snake left for the Coast, for the Yungas, as they would
say in Quichua. .

Since then it is said that the lagoon is brave, and it is given that quality, because the Cañaris
ancestors considered that everything in the world is a living being. That is why they say
that when someone comes to attack or mistreat the lagoon, she becomes angry. Until now,
people know that when there are attitudes like this, the moor falls, it is cold and people
cannot be calm there, that is the presence of energy and it is considered that this lagoon is
one more divinity.
Carchi

La Lavandera del Rio

Bobo
It had its origin many years ago in the city of Tulcán, being a woman who used to wash
clothes in the Bobo river and did it frequently from four in the morning, she had a
designated place, where a large stone was found , at the foot of the river.

One early morning, while she was washing her clothes, she was presented with a well-
known character standing in the middle of the bridge dressed completely in black and
called insistently to the woman, she approached him with fear, since it was early morning
hours; She thought that she could recognize him, but it happened that the stranger politely
asked her to blindfold him with a bandage that he had in her hands, she heeding such a plea
did so and to her amazement the strange character jumped off the bridge and fell headlong,
exactly on the stone she used to wash clothes on.

The body of the stranger disappeared into the water and disappeared without a trace, just as
his body was not found, even though he was searched for and no one gave a reason for him.
Meanwhile, the Bobo river washerwoman, after such a show, fell into a nervous depression
and after a few days she died to the astonishment of those who knew about this event.
Cotopaxi

Uñaguille, el guagua
diablo

I would like to hear you saying that you are cute or defenseless, after discovering the rough
hooves of the Uñaguille, his hell-colored eyes and his sharp fangs ... After hearing his
screams ... Or, even after perceiving his nauseating smell sulfur.

It is that the Uñaguille is the devil in person.

And not just for saying it!

He is the devil himself, and he does his mischief!

This malevolent being tends to hide, in places where darkness abounds, silence is his best
ally to make his theatrical appearances, decorated with gloomy and tangled ravines of the
Ecuadorian Sierra

He likes to draw attention to how many peasants who walk through shady forests or
chaquiñanes; Either when the sun just wants to wake up or when the dark cloak of the night
is about to fall

Cry at the top of your lungs !!! Like a tiny child ...

Then the moved person looks and looks everywhere for the creature, which is surely in
danger, helpless with a lot of cold and hunger.

I'm dying!! "The bus is thrown in the middle of the walk" and he prepares to help him to
protect and take care of him.

Umm! The very clever takes advantage of the good faith of the countrymen, and on top of
that the rascal hides in places that are not so easily accessible so that the restrained will
have to work hard to achieve the rescue, with his false cry he touches even the hardest heart
and encourages impossible missions
Once they find him, they approach taking him in their arms, giving him protection and
shelter.

But it is at that moment that the hero who rescued him begins to feel strange, starting with
the pestilence (the bus smells like rotten manure)

his weight is abnormal (the bus weighs a quintal)

Starts to heat up like burning coal

The tender cry of a child becomes thick hoarse with cavernous squeaks and a mocking
laugh!!

Exclaim!! "I have ca 'teeth" "I have ca' tail" "I already have ca 'horns"

At that very moment the citizen tries to flee from such a horrifying encounter

Many times it is too late, but many have also managed to escape from the clutches of the
devil bus.

To tell of his unpleasant experience with evil.

Chimborazo

La caída de la bruja

Mr. Rosendo Guerrero Parra commented to his friends and relatives that one day when he
got up early at three in the morning to see his cattle on the path that the wolves of the Cruz
de Mayo community say.

He saw colored lights and immediately imagined that she was a witch because they had
already told him that they were flying in that sector, he decided to see if it was true or not,
he began to pray the prayer with which the witches fall lying on the ground on top of the
machete in the shape of a cross and indeed she fell.

They say that the man who is already deceased, said the next morning, when he was going
to see his animals, he found the witch who made him fall into the ravine near the same
sector and the man does not know how he got out of there, but maybe It was the fright that
he had, that he stayed at home for more than two months and did not get up early again.
Imbabura

El volcán enamorado

They tell in the community the history of the Imbabura hill and the Cotacachi hill. The
Imbabura, large and imposing, was considered by all the inhabitants of the Pachamama as a
wise father, and as such, he got up every morning to
watch that each one fulfilled his function. Taita
Imbabura, so they called him, took care so that the
river carried its waters in the right direction, not too
fast, not too slow, and made sure that the wind did not
waste much time when it stopped to talk to the
mountain trees, and I saw if every man and woman
fulfilled their duties, such as planting, raising animals, family. Out of respect for his
wisdom, and also a little out of fear of some punishment that the volcano could give them,
they all carried out the corresponding jobs in this way.

Not infrequently, due to lack of tasks, Imbabura had sent him frosts or similar things. The
high hill had a lot of work then, that he had almost no free time for himself. But one day
like many others, he decided to declare his love for Cotacachi, the one and only beautiful
mountain that he had always loved, since the two of them were little hills without much
experience, and they were already playing together.

That sunny day in August, while the air raised the smell of the recently plowed land, it was
when the Imbabura appeared in front of his beloved hill with a mass of field flowers, and
after having revealed how great his feeling was, he communicated the desire to marry her.
Hearing these words, a little surprised but also happy, Cotacachi, making the ravines
tremble a little because of her emotion, answered that she was also in love with her and that
she would have been happy to be his wife. From that day on, every time the two volcanoes
visited each other, they left each other a little bit of snow from their peaks.

Shortly after the marriage, the two mountains were united and from that union was born
Mount Yanaurcu. As the years passed, the Imbabura, already a bit old and with many years
of work at the expense of his rocky backs, began to suffer from severe headaches, which
sometimes lasted for days and days. That is why the top of it was covered with clouds.
Despite that, from the marriage of Taita Imbabura and Mama Cotacachi, a healthy air of
love and trust spread throughout the surrounding valleys. It is said that the wind that rises
up to the highest communities at dusk are the good night kisses that the two mountains in
love send each other with a breath.

Loja

Camino de los
Ahorcados

In an ancient time, an epidemic seized the city of Loja, leprosy, all those who suffered from
it were isolated in the San Juan de Dios hospital. The doctors who treated them took all
possible precautions, although almost no one wanted to work there for fear of catching this
disease, except for people in desperate
circumstances which forced them to work
in that place, such was the case of Luz
Marina to who her parents kicked out of
their house for committing a sin of love,
for this reason she left the country with
her newborn daughter to be healed, as Luz
Marina had nowhere to stay, the sisters of
charity offered her to work In the isolated area, Luz Marina agreed to stay and lived there
forever with her daughter, who, already cured, received primary education and was trained
to work as a nurse.
At the age of 26, Ana María was very cheerful, she fulfilled her obligations and then went
out to have fun with her friends in the grounds at the back of the building, where a hill full
of eucalyptus trees stretched out and ended in a peak cut over the hill. a path that would
later tie with the hunting paths of Borja and Belén. From the top to the road there was a
height of at least 50 meters and only goats and goats that fed on the little vegetation passed
through a narrow oblique path over the cliff. But Ana María would pass by every day after
lunch, very happy for the pleasure of stretching her agile legs and defying danger. In one of
her walks, Ana María met Luis Felipe, a young man who was studying law, just by seeing
each other they loved each other, they did not need to talk to each other just by looking at
each other they knew they would always be together. Their love was chaste and pure, they
had been madly loving each other for almost two years, meeting on that lonely path. When
Luz Marina died of leprosy, Ana María was left without relatives, but with the great love of
her life by her side. They had big plans but a great obstacle got in her way. One day Ana
María was fixing her nails at the window after lunch, she felt that her nail was detached
without causing her any pain. Ana María was afraid of being infected but after some studies
confirmed it, she had leprosy, she desperately ran to the road where she would have her
appointment, Felipe had not yet arrived. Ana María looked in her apron for a notebook
where she wrote to Felipe to forgive her for the pain it would cause him and telling him that
she would wait for him in eternity, then she placed a piece of paper on her apron showing
part of it so that it is visible and took several cabuyas and made a rope with which he
climbed a tree, tied it to his neck and threw himself into the void. When Felipe arrived and
saw her lover in these conditions, he gave a desperate cry, he tried to help her but it was too
late. He made the same cabuya braids, tied them together and tied one end to her neck and
the other to the branch of the tree from which the love of her life hung. This is how the two
bodies were found, since then it has been called "The Hanged Way", almost no one dared to
travel through that area since it was said that at night you could see a white bundle and two
ghosts that ran and played down this road until dawn.
Quito

El Padre Almeida

This Quito legend is one of the most popular, so much so that there is a museum dedicated
to it. Franciscan Museum of Padre del Almeida.

Father Almeida is a character from the Ecuadorian legends of whom it is said that he liked
to go out at night without being seen to be able to have a drink of brandy in the Historic
Center of Quito.

The way he left the Church was a bit strange, as he climbed to the top of a tower and then
lowered himself into the street. What not everyone knew is that, to get to that place, he had
to stand on top of the life-size image of Jesus Christ.

One night when he planned to go out to "quench his thirst" he perched on his arm and when
he was about to leave, he heard a voice saying:

- How long father Almeida?

The priest believed that the voice had been the product of his imagination and without
further answering him:

- Until the return, my lord.

After saying that, he went to the speakeasy where he drank and didn't leave until he was
completely drunk.

The priest was tumbling down the street, until he collided with men carrying a coffin on
their way to the cemetery. The coffin fell in the middle of the street, causing the lid to
break.
Father Almeida couldn't believe his eyes, the man inside the coffin was himself.

Needless to say, he immediately sobered up and as soon as he got to church he swore to

Christ that he would never taste a drop of wine again. Since then, people affirm that the
face of this image has completely changed and that even today it can be seen that it outlines
a smile of satisfaction, as one of his sheep returned to the fold.

There was also the figure of the Angel. The Franciscan fathers of the time lived in a nursery
and, when they left the monastery, “they always did so accompanied by another brother,
called‘El Ángel ’, who was there to avoid the call of temptation. Another factor that helped
build the legend is that Father played the guitar, in addition to other instruments. At that
time serenades were frowned upon, since they were associated with life "given over to
vice" and many people from Quito went to the old water street, now Cuenca street, to drink
mistela and woo the ladies. That's why he had such a bad reputation.

Tungurahua

El cazador de fragancias

In San Miguelito de Píllaro there was a unique case, both because of its terrifying nature
and because of the similarity of the circumstances with a literary work, such as ‘Don Juan
Tenorio’ by José Zorrilla, a Spanish writer.

In the work Don Juan was a womanizer, in

the legend too, although only his surname
survived from him. This man from San
Miguelito was known as Don Tenorio and
he dedicated himself to "hunting
fragrances," that is, seducing women.
One day Don Tenorio wanted to conquer a very difficult woman to convince to demonstrate
her ability to be a great lover of hers. She was a daughter of Mary, as women who were
beginning on the path to holiness were known. Don Tenorio waited for her outside the
church with great patience.

At first the seducer's proposals were rejected, but given her insistence, the young woman
accepted. They agreed to go to a remote house at sunset. The girl led her love into a room.
Don Tenorio entered a small room and found seven candles lit in the center, when the
seducer approached a wind erased all light. The man at first called his mistress, but there
was no answer, no way out. On the third day the cemetery cemetery heard the weak cries of
Don Tenorio.

Many in the town helped remove the stones from the tomb, from which the seducer came,
who just released asked permission from the town that had already gathered before such a
strange fact.

Legends of the East

Morona Santiago

 Jempe y Yakakua
Precisely in Morona Santiago, one is generated, whose name is ‘Jempe and Yakakua’ and
tells how two young people were turned into birds due to their behavior. One was awarded
and the other received a punishment from Ayumpum, a mythological indigenous being.

Story. In Yankus, Limón Indanza canton, Morona

Santiago province, the town's wise men tell stories to
young people so they can learn about life. I once
heard the following:
Ayumpum, being mysterious, owner of war, wanted to have a garden. He called the two
strongest young men in the community and said:

-Jempe and Yakakua, I have chosen them to help me work a garden.

Jempe would wake up early for his work and return before ten o'clock. While Yakakua
returned very late.

The women of the community commented:

-Yakakua is a great worker, he spends the day working the land. Instead, Jempe works in a
hurry, comes back early; Yakakua struggles and returns tired and very late from his work.

Another woman said:

-You have to serve Yakakua a good meal, to the other, Jempe, for being idle, let's give him
only pororo water to drink.

The women laughed at Jempe and despised him.

When Ayumpum arrived, he sent the women to verify how much each of the young men
had worked. What would be the surprise of the women when they saw that while Jempe
worked concentrated on the task and had managed to cultivate more than half of the garden,
the other, Yakakua, slowly and lazily, took a stone from the ground and as a game he did it
roll on the plain.

The women hurried back to the house to tell Ayumpum what they had seen; To compensate
Jempe, they prepared a great feast for him, which the young man refused because he had
become indigestible with the pororo water that the women gave him to drink.

By his good behavior, Jempe was immediately turned into a beautiful hummingbird,
destined to suck honey from flowers.

Instead, Yakakua was not only the object of contempt from women, but as punishment for
his vagrancy they cooked him the sacha pelma and gave him to eat. Immediately
afterwards, the young man got such an intense itch in his throat and on his body that he
would not stop scratching and his skin turned a deep red color. Then he turned into a very
unattractive red-necked bird.
Etsa, who was looking at everything, disgusted with Yakakua and pleased with Jempe's
attitude, blew these words into the wind:

“He who knows how to work will be happy and he will have what is necessary for his
family; the lazy and dishonest will be frowned upon by society”.

Napo

Pano y Tena

Legend has it that Pano and Tena were born in two communities in Napo. When they were
young, he, skilled in handling weapons, met Tena on a hunting trip. She bathed in a river.
The love arose between them and the clandestine dates began. This is stated in a review of
the Association of Ecuadorian Municipalities.

Tena's father forbade her encounters because he had committed her to the son of a curaca
from the headwaters of the Misahuallí River. Thus Pano fell into a state of silence and
depression, the vigor of his youth quickly extinguished.

“The shamans met to drink ayahuasca and study the case. One said that a powerful bank
(elder sorcerer) from a nearby region had sent him a deadly bolt (dart-curse). Another
ventured the possibility that the body was possessed by an evil supay (devil-demon). A
third maintained that Pano was simply in love with a beautiful and elusive princess, ”were
the sayings.

Pano jumped into the river to end his existence. Tena, who without haste or illusion wove
an ashanga (basket), was warned by a pingullo pishco (bird of bad omen) of the end of her
beloved, and did the same, but in another stream, whose flow then joined the river that took
on the name of Pano. Today both tributaries form the Tena.
Orellana

La Buha de Orellana

At the end of the 18th century, a very poor woman lived in Calle Real de Orellana la Vieja,
it was said that she was not a decent, dark and resentful
woman, she lived with her black cat, all the neighbors
fled her and said that at home deals and tricks were
common and he even had drugs such as mandrake or
jimson.

Her name was Calamanda and she was known in the

town as "La Buha" (The Witch) because of her dark person's condition and because it
seems that she was dedicated to making potions and spells on request.

One day, next to the Guadiana River, in the area known as the Retamal de las Brujas, (place
where the sorceresses looked for the brooms to make their brooms), Calamanda met with
other witches in a coven, being surely under the influence of some type of psychotropic
drug they wanted Satan himself to come to preside over the party, but when invoking him,
they produced a fire and the fire sowed confusion in the meeting, most of the witches died
burned that night, except for La Buha who fleeing From the fire she wanted to take her own
life in the Guadiana River but she died before falling down a cliff in the area.

But not only "La Buha" swarmed the town, a ghost also inhabited the castle of Orellana.
There the Valdivia family lived, who left the fortress in fear of the presence of a ghost that
lived within its walls.After a few years of abandonment, the property was bought by Pedro
de Soto, who lived with the spectrum for a few years, until one day the ghost disappeared,
just the same day that "La Buha" appeared dead.
The parallelism between the death of "La Buha" and the disappearance of the ghost is
curious, but did La Buha die because of the ghost's escape from the castle or did the ghost
flee because of La Buha's death?

Pastaza

El Tambero

Tambero Vargas, coming out of his hut, next to the Puyo River, scrutinizes the sky, the
forest, the ripe fruits and says: the weather is good for hunting. Animals must be chubby.

Then, very determined, he begins to prepare the

canoe: I will bring my weapons, the old chimney
shotgun, gunpowder, harpoons, net, hooks and
my inseparable hunting dogs.

But first, I must visit the town of Puyo visiting

my colonist friends and in advance sell them the
prey and meat they need.

The next day, very early, the cowboy, very proud, leaves safely in his canoe playing the
churo, like a warning that he is going to meet the animals of the mountain.

He is carried away by the current of the river, very attentive he tracks, the beaches and the
vegetation. Flocks of birds in their flight leave their nests.

Once he has reached the chosen area or place, he follows the paths of the animals, and
prepares the traps and loads his old shotgun with gunpowder.

The night was good and the next morning with its rich cargo of gloves, guatusas, armadillos
and monkeys (knives); he returns with his boat. When he was near the port, he played the
churo again, notifying the neighbors of his return.

Once he has reached the small port he begins to depress the animals and deliver the meat
that the villagers had paid for.
This sad predatory practice he had been doing on several occasions.

Meanwhile, the live animals, very scared gathered in Chubacocha (lagoon of the long-billed
monkeys) ask the goddess Amazanga, protector of flora and fauna, to punish the tambero
for her wrongdoing and they ask her ....... Why would he want to exterminate us?

The goddess, very angry upon hearing the complaint of her protégé, calls the great boas of
the deep waters, such as the shumiruna and the yacu-mama so that they act and submerge
the predator in the waters, so that he goes to touch the churo in the distant stars.

Sucumbíos

La pelea entre la Boa y el Tigre

On the road that leads to Misahuallí, in the community of Latas, lived an indigenous family
dedicated to panning for gold on the banks of the Napo River.

On the road that leads to Misahuallí, in the

community of Latas, lived an indigenous family
dedicated to panning for gold on the banks of the
Napo River.

One day, the mother washed the family's clothes

while the youngest daughter played on the beach.
So concentrated was the lady that she did not notice
that the girl was approaching dangerously to the
water, right in the place where the river was
deepest.
A sudden hunch forced her to lift her head from it, but it was too late: the girl was being
swept away by the strong current and only her little head appeared at times on the crests of
the choppy waters.

The woman, full of pain and despair, kneeling her in the sand, cries out: “Oh my God! ....
yay God! I beg you, save my baby”. And oh! surprise, the tender girl returns in the mouth
of an immense boa almost 14 meters long, which deposits her safely on the very beach.

The woman, embracing the crying girl, smiles gratefully. From that day on, the huge boa
became a member of the family, to the point that when the couple went to work, the
gigantic reptile took care of the children.

But one stormy day, when the parents went to the jungle in search of guatusas for dinner,
the boa did not get to watch the children as she used to do every day. This oversight was
taken advantage of by a huge and hungry tiger.

The desperate boys yelled at the top of their lungs “yacuman amarul! (water boa). The
gigantic reptile when hearing the voices of the children left the river and gliding quickly
entered the house; he stood by the door to greet the tiger who was trying to sneak into the
hearth.

The fight that broke out was to the death; the boa wrapped itself around the feline's body,
despite the bloodthirsty animal's teeth; the constricting rings of her reptile closed tightly as
the tiger bit her on the head. At the end there was a crunch of broken bones and both
animals were left dead in the entrance of the house.

When the boys' parents returned, they painfully picked up the remains of her friend's boa
and watched over her for two days, then buried her with all the honors and rituals that were
customary with her loved ones.
Zamora Chinchipe

El pez y el anillo

This legend evokes the legend of the ring of San Atilano, patron saint of the Diocese of
Zamora. The young Atilano did not consider himself worthy of the honor of being bishop
of that diocese and decided to make a pilgrimage to the Holy Land. When he left Zamora
he stood before the ancient Roman bridge and threw his episcopal ring into the Duero
River. Thinking that if he ever found him again he would take on that mission, and it would
be a matter of divine destiny.

When he returned from his pilgrimage, he sat down to lunch at an inn near the Church of
the Sepulcher. He asked for a fish and inside he found the ring that he had thrown into the
river. He put on the ring and the bells began to ring and the pilgrim's dusty garments were
miraculously transformed into Episcopal garments.
Galápagos

El túnel de lava

Santa Cruz Island, in Galapagos, offers several tourist attractions for those who visit it. One
of them is a lava tunnel formed millions of years ago.

Santa Cruz Island is located in the middle of the Galapagos Archipelago, it has an area of
986 km² and a maximum altitude of
864 meters. It is also the most
populated island and the second
largest island after Isabela. This
island is a great dormant volcano. It
is estimated that there were
eruptions about a million and a half years ago. In Santa Cruz are the central offices of the
Galapagos Islands National Park, and the Charles Darwin Research Station. From the coast
you can enjoy beautiful beaches and bays with turtles, wolves and sea birds.

Santa Cruz is the second largest island after Isabela Island, of the Galapagos archipelago. It
is a dormant volcano whose last eruption is estimated to have occurred 1 million and a half
years ago. As testimony to its volcanic past, there are two huge cavities called "Los
Gemelos" that were formed from a magma chamber. Tortuga Bay is located on the island
of Santa Cruz in the Galapagos, Ecuador. Puerto Ayora is around 20 minutes on foot. In the
mangroves it is very common to find the multi-colored walking crab, iguanas, white-tip
reef sharks and giant tortoises.

Santa Cruz is home to the largest population of the archipelago in its capital, Puerto Ayora,
with a total of 12,000 residents on the island. In addition to the capital there are small towns
whose inhabitants are mainly dedicated to agriculture and cattle raising.
Chosen Legends

La Viuda del Tamarindo

The story arises in the colonial stage, in the center of the Ecuadorian coast; tells a horror
story about spirits and ghosts. The origin of the story is possibly in Manabí, although it
happens in Guayaquil.

The story goes that a woman murdered her Spanish husband. The murder committed
condemned the soul of her widow, leaving her 'cursed' and confined to wander near a
tamarind tree, on a farm in the Fifth Couple, eternally crying for the memory of her
husband.

It is said that in the surroundings of the current 'Guayaquil Clinic', in the neighborhood near
the city's cemetery, the people of that time liked to drink and enjoy nightlife at the old
hacienda. Many individuals in an alcoholic state roamed the place and noticed the presence
of a slender woman dressed in black.

The amazed men were encouraged to follow her in order to woo her, she led them to an
aged tamarind. When they were under the tamarind, the woman turned around and was seen
as a hideous skull with a dark veil. After being shocked by noticing her creepy presence,
they fell to the floor in fear and foamed at the mouth, to die after a few minutes.
Cantuña
Legend has it that Cantuña was a famous indigenous builder and a direct descendant of the
great warrior Rumiñahui.

The Franciscan fathers entrusted him with the great task of building an atrium for a church
in Quito known as Iglesia de San Francisco, the payment was considerable, but he had to
comply within six months, otherwise they would not pay him anything.

Cantuña, seeing that the term was coming to an end, and the work was not finished because
the work was not easy at all, his despair invaded him, and his suffering reached the ears of
the Devil.

The demon appeared offering to make a pact with the following conditions Cantuña would
give him his soul as payment. Cantuña accepted, and thousands of little devils began to
work as soon as darkness fell in the city.

Suddenly Cantuña realized how quickly they worked and that his soul would be destined to
suffer punishment for all eternity, so he decided to deceive the devil.

Cantuña took the last stone of the construction and hid it, when the Devil believed that he
had finished the work in the established period he approached Cantuña to take his soul but
Cantuña told him The deal has been broken.

Lucifer, amazed, saw how a mere mortal had deceived him. Thus, Cantuña saved his soul
and the devil, feeling mocked, took refuge in hell without taking his pay.
Justification

In the last ten years the National Government in conjunction with our
Provincial and Sectional authorities has been concerned with promoting
tourism in Ecuador. that demonstrate value as the unique wealth of Ecuador,
nowadays its culture is not being appreciated by current generations, since due
to this disinterest that is given, we have the risk that it is forgotten, causing the
loss of information, valuation, transformation and adaptation as a fundamental
part of the peoples and nationalities to awaken interest in national and foreign
tourists who visit the place in order to know its social, cultural and tourist
contribution.

When speaking of cultural adaptation, it is to say that the national and local
identity is being put at risk, establishing a danger for the cultural and ancestral
essences that predominate in Ecuador and that for many years the inhabitants
of a town or nation have preserved in order to that these identity traits remain
in the lives of the inhabitants of a community, as time passes, culture is the
most representative value that the human being has, from this many
knowledge, values and reason for being are derived, they do For a person's life
to have meaning and value, acculturation is currently a problem for existing
cultures, determining in the future the disintegration of many ethnic groups for
the reason of wanting to experiment in other cultural fields.

History is the basis of every act made by man, it is the only way to know the
past of each person and to clarify an event, through History, information from
myths and legends will be collected and an information base collected by the
residents of each community either through interviews, surveys, among others,
whose information will serve to possess the best-known myths and legends of
the Ecuador, spreading it so that the inhabitants have knowledge of this
ancestral culture.

Objectives

General objective

Determine how the Ecuadorian Legends constitute an alternative for the

development of Oral Language

Specific goal

 Establish what are the Myths and Legends of Ecuador

 Analyze the significance of Myths and Legends as a reflection of the
customs and traditions of the community.

Pictures of the Tinkercad stage and the comic

Conclusion

Through this investigation, it was possible to establish that the most representative Myths

and Legends of Ecuador are the following to be mentioned: The enchanted lady of Cerro

Cachari, the weeping woman, the walking coffin, the ghost canoe and the hairy hand.

Through the establishment of the Myths and Legends of Ecuador, it is possible to awaken

the interest of the inhabitants in spreading this Culture, maintaining it and preserving it for

future generations, and it becomes the main factor that generates the Cultural tourism

development of the canton.

The significance of the myths and legends will defend and explain the Cultural importance

of the Babahoyenses inhabitants, highlighting their customs, traditions, and manifestations

that are currently maintained without giving it the cultural and ancestral value it deserves.

Through the organization of theatrical events it will be possible to spread and strengthen the

Myths and Legends of Ecuador, encouraging the people to be part of this scenario that will

reveal real or fictitious facts that at some point they felt or heard, divulging it to each other

promoting Cultural tourism in Ecuador.

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