The Legend

of the Carabao
 Mr. Ignacio is a farmer of two kids, Elisa and Anna. Early in the

morning, he went to the farm with his children. Elisa began to ask his father,

“Father, where does carabao came from? Why is it that it has four legs and

its color is black? Why is it named carabao?” Her father replied, “Once upon

a time there lived a king and a queen in a Lova desert who owned a palace

made of fine gold and pearls. He is the most powerful king in his generation.
He conquered kingdoms. He built a great city of Krishna named after his

most beloved wife. Even the king was surrounded by many beautiful

women, there’s only one lady who captured his heart. Her name is Krishna-

her beautiful face, fragrant wavy hair, crystal clear blue eyes, sexy-bodied,

smooth-skinned, very soft and lovely voice has made the king so in-loved

with her. The women in the palace are so jealous at her that they began to
plot things how they could catch the king’s attention. Every time Krishna

passed by the street, men are so tempted at looking at her. One night, the

king found Krishna in the middle of his sacred garden crying, lighting a

candle talking to Moga, the angel of love. He was hiding in a bush to see

why the queen is groaning. He learned that the queen did not love him so

much. She sees herself like a captive longing for deliverance so she exposed
it all by telling it to Moga. The god of love, Fryko appeared and about to

give his blessings. “Wish only once and it will come true”, suddenly; the

king shouted in disgrace. He got out from the bush hurriedly hugged and

kissed the queen. He said, “I don’t care what you say but I care about what I

feel.” The king spoke to god of love, “can you give a favor on me? If this

woman cannot afford to love me anymore like what I was giving to her,
please take my life now. If you don’t, I will. In great despair, the king draw

his sword and about to cut his neck. Fryko said “Your wish is my command.

I don’t want you to be dead. I don’t want to drop blood from your body

instead I will make you an animal based from what you said to the woman. I

will make sure that this woman will not forget you throughout history. I will

call you “carabao” for you “care-all-about” for her and you “care-about”
what you feel. Your color will be black to let the world know that love

frustration is so dark like black. You will become a four-legged animal that

people will realize that love is uncertain. This will become a remembrance

that even a four-legged animal can take wrong steps and might fall what

more to people they just have a pair of legs.