Dave Eggers - What Is The What

The food I had eaten gave me strength, as had the secret of the round-bellied man, and yet I was relatively certain that I was dying. The cut on my leg, the bite the barbed wire had ripped from my shin, was very large, a diagonal slash from my knee to the bottom of my calf. It bled slowly all day, and even William K acknowledged this could mean that I would die. In our experience, most boys who had large wounds eventually died. The boys that day and in the coming days did not like to stay close to me, because they saw my wound and guessed that disease had already taken root and was festering within me.

William K knew I was worried and he attempted to assuage my fears.

— In Ethiopia they'll cure that wound quickly. The doctors there are the best. You'll look down at your leg and you'll say, What happened? Wasn't there a wound there? But it'll be gone. They'll erase it.

I smiled, though looking at William K caused me concern. He looked very ill, and he was my only mirror. We could not see ourselves so I relied on the appearance of the other boys, William K in particular, to know something of my own health. We ate the same food and were built in a similar way, so I watched him to see how thin I had become, how my eyes were growing more sunken. On this day I did not look good.

— They actually don't get sick in Ethiopia, William continued, — because the water and air are different there. It's weird, but it's true. People don't get sick, unless they're very stupid. And those people get help from the doctors anyway. The doctors say, You're so stupid to get sick in a place where no one gets sick! But I'll cure you anyway because this is Ethiopia and that's how things are here. I heard this from Dut the other night. You were asleep.

William was a hopeless liar, but it pleased me.

— Can we rest a second? he asked.

I was glad to stop for a moment. Usually we could sit long enough that we felt better, while keeping the line of the group within sight. After a few minutes, watching the other boys shuffle past, William and I were stronger and began again.

— I feel different today, he said.-Dizzier, I think.

My bones shook with each step and there was an odd tingling in my left leg, a shooting bolt of cold every time my heel touched the ground. But he made me feel good and so I allowed him to talk, about my wound and Ethiopia and also about how strong he would be when he grew older. It was one of his favorite subjects, and he talked about it in great detail and scientific precision.

— I'll be a very big man. My father is not so tall, but my brothers are very tall so I'll be like them, but taller. I'll probably be one of the tallest men ever in Sudan. It'll just be this way. I'll have no choice. And so I'll be a great warrior, and I'll hold many guns at once, and I'll also drive a tank. People's eyes' will pop out of their heads when they see me. My mom will be proud when we're all there, back at home, to stand guard against the Baggara. It'll be easy to defend the area when we have some guns. My brother Jor is a huge man. He already has two wives and he's still very young so he'll have more wives when he has more cattle but he will have more cattle because he's very smart and knows cattle and breeding-

I had been walking with my head down, following William's footsteps and listening to his words, and so it was not immediately that I noticed that all the boys were running off the path and into the trees. I looked left and right and everywhere they were running into the trees and climbing. Those who could climb climbed. Those who were too weak stayed below the trees, hoping that something would drop to them.

The trees were full of birds.

I ran to an empty tree and climbed it, finding that the climbing took far longer than it once did. William K ran to the tree, too, and now was under me.

— I can't climb, he said.-Not today, I don't think.

— I'll drop them to you, I said.

In the middle of the tree I found a nest and in it, three small eggs. I didn't wait. I ate two of the eggs while still in the tree. I ate everything, the shell, the feathers inside, I ate it all before I could think. I ate another and finally remembered William K. below me. I jumped down and found William K lying on his side, his eyes closed.

— Wake up! I said. He opened his eyes.

— I got so dizzy after the running, he said.-Tell me not to run next time.

— You shouldn't run next time.

— No, no. Please don't joke, Achak. I'm so tired.

— Eat an egg. They taste terrible.

Other boys had found nests full of baby birds, and they ate them, after pulling off the feathers that had already formed. They too ate the birds whole, their heads and feet and bones. Kur was spitting out a beak when I saw another tree, unexplored.

— I'll get you one. Stay here, I said to William, and I felt stronger already. I ran to the next tree and once up in its boughs, feasting on another egg, I heard the chopping. It was the chopping and dividing sound of a helicopter. In seconds we were out of the branches and on the ground, running wildly. But there was nowhere to run. There were only the low trees we were in, whose branches were nearly bare and offered no cover, and elsewhere only the desert. Some boys stayed where they were; in some trees there were ten boys hidden. We held onto the branches, spread ourselves against the bark to seem part of it, held it with our arms and faces pressed against its rough surface. The chopping came closer and the helicopters, three of them, came into view, black and low to the ground. The machines split the air and raged over our trees but the helicopters did not fire.

Soon the chopping grew quieter and the helicopters were gone.

This was, to Dut and to all of us, more confusing than the bombing from the Antonovs. Why come so close and see so many targets and not fire at all? We never could understand the philosophy of the Sudanese army. Sometimes we were worth their bullets and bombs, and other times we were not.

Dut decided again that we should walk at night. At night there were no helicopters, so that night we did not rest. Dut felt that we were strong enough, since we had eaten so well from the eggs and birds. And so we walked that night, all night, and the next day we would sleep until the night came again.

— There is more news about Ethiopia, William K began.

— Please, I said.

— Yes, the rumor is that there, the Sudanese are very wealthy. Our people are respected by all, and we are given everything we want. Every Dinka becomes a chief. This is what they say. So we'll all be chiefs, and we get to have what we want. We each have ten people who help us in the ways we need. If we want food, we say 'Give me this food' or 'Give me that food' and then they have to run and get it. It's not that hard, because there is food everywhere. But they especially worship people like us. I think it matters how far you've come. Because we have come the farthest, we get to choose where we live and we get more servants. We get twenty of them each.

— You said it was ten.

— Yes, it's ten usually. But for us there are twenty, because we've come from so far. I just told you this, Achak. Please listen. You'll need to know these things or else you'll insult the people in Ethiopia. I'm only sad that Moses won't see this with us.

Or maybe he will. Maybe Moses is already there. I bet he's already there. He found a way there and he's waiting for us there, that lucky boy.

As much as I could accept some of what William K said, I knew that Moses was not in Ethiopia and never would be. He was chased down by the man on horseback and his fate was certain.

— Yes, William K continued, — Moses is already getting all the things we'll be getting, and he's laughing at us. What's taking you guys so long? he's saying. We better hurry, right, Achak?