"El cuco..." calls for "the Sandman"...to no avail: it has to be faced
When thinking back these days of my years as a child, I re-member vividly the long nights when " el cuco " had become present in a freakish nightmare, one that would not go away easily. I was so scared I could not utter a word, a cry for help. This suppression, that holding back of a possible saving yell that was welling inside of me but could not trumpet itself out for fear of calling the ' cuco' s' wrath upon myself - got me to perspire a clammy sweat that clung to my face, chest and back, inside the mosquito net that prevented any movement, holding me 'put' in place at the mercy of the moment. Uuuuff! https://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coco_(folclore) Its memory brings back the sweat if I let it. Scary. For more on " el cuco " check out this wiki page , referencing the fictitious (for real?) creature of Spain and Hispanic America ~ Latino America - but including Brazil, and the Caribbean, of course. It is easy to relate to were one to ...