A princess, to hide her disgrace, put her son in a basket at the riverbank; Oshún Ololodí raised him. In a town that believed only in spiritism, Obatalá preached and only that boy understood him: he named him his secretary. The envious threw powders on him; Obatalá saw the dove pecking the pomegranate, made chinimá with pomegranate, charcoal and dove, and the boy and the whole town got well.
This was a princess who fell in love with a commoner and every afternoon, hiding from her parents, met with him. As time went by, she took a wrong step. Time passed and she, however hard she tried to end the pregnancy, could not; and when she gave birth, trying to hide her disgrace, she took the child and put him in a basket, left him on the bank of a river and said: «This child is a bastard».
Oshún Ololodí took the child and began to raise him. There was a town where the people believed in nothing but spiritism and did not believe in the Santos; and the people, when they did not have one trouble, had another. So they decided to go for a reading with Orunla, and he said that the problem was that there was no Santo there, and that the Santo had to arrive for it all to end; and he decided that Obatalá should go to that town and explain things properly to them. And Obatalá did.
He got to that town, gathered the people together, took a book he was carrying out from under his arm and began to read. After he had finished reading and explaining things, Obatalá said: «I believe you have not understood me». Then a boy came forward and said: «Yes, father, I did understand you». And when he spoke, Obatalá said: «Yes, it is true, you understood me, and for that I name you my secretary».
Obatalá left and, from that moment on, the people, out of the envy they had for the boy, began to throw powders on him.
Obatalá came back, to see how things were going. He gathered the people again and looked around for the boy, who was sitting off to one side, seeming dizzy from the powder they had thrown on him. Obatalá spoke to the people again and, when he finished, he said: «There is no way, nobody here understands!».
Then, looking toward the place where the boy was, Obatalá noticed another spot where there was a pomegranate tree, and in it a dove pecking at a fruit. Obatalá cried out: «That is the answer! Take the dove and bring me a pomegranate». He got a gourd and a piece of charcoal, grated the pomegranate, gave the dove and made chinimá, beginning with Ofún Pakishé, who got well right away, and with him all the people of that town.
The Santo saved him. Iború, Iboyá, Iboshishé.
Note: this person has to make Santo.