Сто лет одиночества

           "Thosekidsareoutoftheirheads,"Orsulasaid."Theymusthaveworms."Shepreparedarepugnantpotionforthemmadeoutofmashedwormseed,whichtheybothdrankwithunforeseenstoicism,andtheysatdownatthesametimeontheirpotseleventimesinasingleday,expellingsomerose-coloredparasitesthattheyshowedtoeverybodywithgreatjubilation,foritallowedthemtodeceiveOrsulaastotheoriginoftheirdistractionsanddrowsiness.Aurelianonotonlyunderstoodbythen,healsolivedhisbrother’sexperiencesassomethingofhisown,forononeoccasionwhenthelatterwasexplainingingreatdetailthemechanismoflove,heinterruptedhimtoask:"Whatdoesitfeellike?"JoseArcadiogaveanimmediatereply:

           "It’slikeanearthquake."

           OneJanuaryThursdayattwoo’clockinthemorning,Amarantawasborn.Beforeanyonecameintotheroom,Orsulaexaminedhercarefully.Shewaslightandwatery,likeanewt,butallofherpartswerehuman:Aurelianodidnotnoticethenewthingexceptwhenthehousebecamefullofpeople.Protectedbytheconfusion,hewentoffinsearchofhisbrother,whohadnotbeeninbedsinceeleveno’clock,anditwassuchanimpulsivedecisionthathedidnotevenhavetimetoaskhimselfhowhecouldgethimoutofPilarTernera’sbedroom.Hecircledthehouseforseveralhours,whistlingprivatecalls,untiltheproximityofdawnforcedhimtogohome.Inhismother’sroom,playingwiththenewbornlittlesisterandwithafacethatdroopedwithinnocence,hefoundJoseArcadio.

           Orsulawasbarelyoverherfortydays’restwhenthegypsiesreturned.Theywerethesameacrobatsandjugglersthathadbroughttheice.