Fast-forward through a frantic fight scene with mommy dearest and a boring run through wasteland and corn fields, and guess what? Woman is also a liar! No mines! Only a cute dog and canned corn to go around. Daughter turns tail and goes back to her bunker pretty much immediately. There, she convinces Mother she is ready to be Mother herself, and Mother lets her shut down the entire system.
The end. What a ride. Watch 'I Am Mother' Now. Type keyword s to search. Today's Top Stories. This post contains spoilers for I Am Mother. Related Story. Their eldest daughter was named Mariquita. Mariquita grew up to be a very beautiful young girl, very attentive to her chores. She would get up early in the morning and go out to hoe the corn.
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One day she was out there hoeing the corn. Around the bend came a young man. Sweetly attractive, he had very delicate features. He came walking very proudly, through all the rows of corn, right to the place where the young girl was working with the hoe. Mariquita could hear the steady beat of his heart - the young man, whose name was Henry Cornfield, could hear the steady beat of Mariquita's hoe.
Once in a while Henry Cornfield's heart beat would stop when Mariquita turned the hoe backwards.
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She would start hitting mounds of dirt with the back, with the hump, of the hoe. Henry Cornfield's heart would again start beating. Then Mariquita would again bend down, sliding the hoe so gracefully and she would ignite the young man's heart beat. Henry Cornfield told himself that this was the girl that he would want to marry.
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He looked around and saw that the house was located in the distance. He walked up boldly and knocked on the door. When Don Cacaguate came to the door, Henry Cornfield introduced himself and gave him the letter, then followed up by telling Don Cacaguate that he had seen the girl hoeing the corn and that he had fallen in love with her and that he was asking for her hand.
This was not strange because this was done at that time and place where men could just go and ask for the hand of a maiden. This is the story of a people who called each other 'gifts', at a time and place where childing parenting was everybody's business, where the aged crossed the finishing line of life free of anxiety as ancianos. When Don Cacaguate heard what Henry Cornfield was saying and also reread the letter, he realized for the first time that his daughter was of marrying age.
It really shocked him. He declared, 'Oh, how can I let you marry my daughter? I don't know you.
How do I know that you're going to take care of her? It's too sudden. I can't make up my mind'. Henry Cornfield said, 'Wll, you know, the custom is followed here - a man falls in love with a girl, and the world goes on and on'. Don Cacaguate said, 'Well you know, I know that this is true.
My daughter is of marrying age, but I want to be assured that she will be taken care of and that she will be treated as a good wife'. Finally, Don Cacaguate said, 'Well, I'll make a deal with you.
I have to check you out'. Henry Cornfiedl said, 'Go ahead. Check me out'. You come to work with me hoeing the corn and I will see if you are worthy of marrying my daughter'. Don Cacaguate cunningly added, 'Oh, you know, I really don't think that you will pass the test. Everyone knows what a good worker I am, and I know that you look so delicate, you might not be able to keep up with me'. He had brought his own hoe and he was ready to go to work. Don Cacaguate asked Henry Cornfield, 'Would you like some coffee?
Come on in'. Let's go'. So they went out there to the field. Henry Cornfield started hoeing the corn. He hardly stopped for lunch, he hardly stopped for water, he just worked really hard all day. Then towards evening, Don Cacaguate was the one who was tired, sweating, grunting, and irritable. He just couldn't believe how Henry Cornfield had worked. Henry Cornfield asked Don Cacaguate point blank. Do you think that I passed the test? What can you tell me that I can do to improve? But,' he said, 'with all due respect, you kept up so well with me and you did better work that I expected you to do.
You knew how to do it, and you did the work right. Now, tell me, how come, why didn't you ever stop to drink water? And you hardly even ate lunch'. And he added, 'You are just a really good solid worker. So I could say, "No, you can't marry my daughter"', he said, 'but I realy don't have an excuse, because,' he said, 'I like to keep my word.
I gave you my word, if you passed the work test, that you could marry my daughter, if you could prove that you could take care of her and always hold her in high esteem'. Henry Cornfield replied, 'Well, Sir, what else would you like to know? Henry Cornfield said, 'Well, I know how to work, and I value work.
I did all this work in spite of the fact that I worked all day with this in my shoe'. Henry Cornfield sat down and took off his shoe. And, my goodness, he had a great big blister on his foot. It had already popped and broken into a great big sore and red tears started coming out of that sore.
Red tears started coming out of the grotesque injury. Henry Cornfield took a great big rock, a quite jagged one, out of his shoe, and showed it to Don Cacaguate, and it, too, had red tears falling from it. Don Cacaguate said, 'My goodness! Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you stop to take it out? How could you work with that jagged rock in your shoe? I thought that if I told you that I had a rock in my shoe, or if I stopped to take it out that you would think that I was just being lacy or taking time out from work'. Don Cacaguate explaimed, 'My goodness!
You know, I'm not going to tell that you can't marry my daughter, but I think you know the answer'. He said, 'Even if you don't pity yourself, if you don't have any self-esteem for yourself, that you work with a jagged rock in your shoe all day just because you are afraid of what I would think, you're never going to be able to take care of my daughter'. Don Cacaguate excused himself. He went to the shed and came back with a tubful of pumpkins. Handing Henry Cornfield the tubful of pumpkins, he said, 'Here, you know what this means'.
In Spanish culture all life's symbols are food, and the symbol of rejection is the pumpkin. So Don Cacaguate handed Henry Cornfield a pumpkin, his irreversible answer. Henry Cornfield went away sadly, with his little tubful of pumpkins. He went and distributed the pumpkins to the poor. Right about twelve o'clock at night, he returned to the farmhouse, up to Don Cacaguate's door, to the home of Mariquita, of the girl he would love forever. He knocked on the door. She pushed Don Cacaguate off the bed. Don Cacaguate opened the door and peeked out its little window.
What could he want? Are you drunk or something? What are you doing here? It's after twelve o'clock midnight'. Henry Cornfield replied boldly, 'Well, I would like to talk to you further'. Don Cacaguate said, 'No, you don't. I told you. I explained to you, by giving you the pumpkins, I gave you my answer. You cannot marry my daughter because you worked all day with that jagged rock in your shoe. If you don't care for yourself, you will never care about my daughter. And you can't come here saying that you would'. So Don cacaguate insisted on telling Mr Henry Cornfield how awful it is not to have self-esteem.
But Henry Cornfield tried to explain his new intentions to Don Cacaguate. I came back to ask you if you would let me be a scarecrow in your cornfield. I love Mariquita so much that I want to spend the rest of my life close to her. Even if just guarding your cornfield as a scarecrow'. Don Cacaguate started laughing unctrollably, and he said, 'Well, you're crazy, you're loco'.
Then he said, 'Who's going to stop you? There's the cornfield over there. Go grab a loose fencepost and hang yourself. I don't care'. Henry replied, 'So you're giving me permission to become a scarecrow in your cornfield? He just slammed the door in Henry Cornfield's face and went to bed.
Well, the next morning, lo and behold, Don Cacaguate and the village gossips were surprised to look out their windows and see Henry Cornfield hanging from the fencepost in the centre of the cornfield.