Bare Footed and Empty Handed (standard:Fan Fiction, 875 words)
Author: Juggernaut	Added: Dec 03 2012	Views/Reads: 2847/1967	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A story of a fictional character Alerico who lands on the Big Island without a penny in hand and try to make a living.

Bare Footed and Empty Handed 

Subba Rao 

“You really arrived on the Big Island bare footed? asked 

Juggernaut. 

“Well, not really bare footed, I was wearing flip-flops,” 

Alerico showed a pair of flip-flops he was wearing. You see, I could 

not live any more in San Diego, all the gangs and drugs, I did it all, 

I want a fresh start so I bought a one-way ticket to Hilo on the Big 

Island.”Alerico come across as rough and tough Latino with a tattoo 

depicting a pointed gun on his forearm. Alerico was brown skinned third 

generation Mexican, he said his grandfather was as dark as African came 

from Mexico and settled in the old town San Diego, now after several 

decades a tourist Mecca. 

“From the Hilo airport I got a hitch hike to Pahoa, a small 

town on the southeast corner, I read that around Pahoa, one can live 

with little money. For the first few days I shared a tent in the 

rainforest with few hippies, we lived on vegetables and fruits 

collected from road-side fruit stands and hand outs.” 

“Who were these hippies?” Juggernaut was inquisitive. 

“Well, mostly young whites from the mainland want to live in a 

simple and peaceful environment, mostly vegetarians and some smoke weed 

like cigarettes since cops don't bother here like on the mainland; you 

see community living among the hippies was not my kind of thing; they 

share everything, I mean everything, I could not live among them so I 

split.  I lived on my own in the forest.” 

“Living on your own by yourself in rainforest, coming from San 

Diego?” 

“At county recycling center, I bought clothes, pots, pans and 

every day needs for cheap.   You notice free-range chickens running all 

over the place; I devised an inexpensive contraption to capture a 

chicken, a chicken in the cage attracts more free-range chickens, thus 

I had a steady supply of chicken to barbeque on the open fire. Later on 

I noticed free-roaming wild pigs in the forest; now to capture and kill 

a pig is totally a different ball game; I was not ready for it; to trap 

a pig, I built a larger cage with a drop door and placed carrots and 

guava to lure a wild pig into the cage. A caged pig is very aggressive 

and combative than a free roaming one, I used a sharp knife to pierce 

deep inside its neck to let it bleed until the animal became subdued, 


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