*Famor Sa Epa

By Vi Li Son I Tausie

the old hags search for an excuse to get together and chatter and hit upon the plan to weave a mat

and as they begin

to weave with their hands their mouths too begin to weave and as these two mats get more and more complex they get interwoven and the women work harder and harder the men are passing by when they hear voices screaming for mercy and help they peep into the house and only find witches cursing a shapeless mat which is stained with blood and the men run away

and now the men are worried because the women have forgotten how to finish the mat and keep on weaving and weaving and as I pass my neighbours house I hear the melody of their voices and I flee the women are still weaving * Famor sa epa; the mat weavers (Rotuman)

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