One day, a monkey named Kantchil wandered through a village. Passing a farmer’s house, she noticed a sweet, kind of gooey smell. She carefully stepped closer and looked inside through a window. The house was empty since the farmer and his wife were still working on a nearby field.
A banana pie, carefully wrapped in banana leaves, sat on the table in the kitchen and it smelled delicious. Kantchil made sure that the coast was clear, then she entered and took the pie. The smell coming from the banana-leaf wrappings was so yummy that the monkey started chomping it down right away.
But as she was gulping and chewing loudly with her head stuck deep inside the banana leaves, she failed to notice the large pit the farmer had dug behind the house, and before she knew it, she fell in.
Sure, Kantchil was a really good jumper, but jumping out of a pit this deep was beyond her capabilities, so she had to come up with a different plan to get out.
Suddenly, she heard footsteps coming closer and closer. She pinned her eyes to the banana leaf, pretending to be reading it, and then she started yelling from the top of her lungs: “Save yourselves!” It was a boar, who was just passing by. He carefully peeked over the edge to see who was yelling and why.
“What are you doing down there?” asked the boar.
At first, Kantchil didn’t answer. Mumbling strangely, she kept staring into the green banana leaf, still pretending to be reading.
“The world is going to end today and only those taking shelter in this sacred pit will save themselves,” replied Kantchil after a while.
“How do you know that?” said the boar, perplexed.
“It’s written in the holy book,”…