A study into jumbies.

Okay so i was reading the news papers a while back and i came across this article which was very interesting since it explained the different diabolical stuff guyana has and i'm sure the majority knew some if not all but didn't know what it was about lol i mean i thought i knew but i was very intrigued by all this. Even tho it scared the **** outta me since i was left thinking about all the strange things and then the stuff i heard before as in real life stuff my gosh just gave me the creeps...makes me wanna steal beverly's sheet n hide under dee's bed or something lol.
Annnnnnnnyways....hope you like it and i'll see you guys under dee's bed cloaked up in beverly's sheet later -_^.


There are many different types of jumbies, in Guyanese folklore. A “jumbie” is a Guyanese Creolese name given to a host of spirits and demons. ‘Jumbie’ is actually the generic name given to all malevolent entities. The various kinds of jumbies reflect Guyana’s complex history and ethnic makeup, drawing on African, Amerindian, East Indian, Dutch, English, and even Chinese mythologies.


THE BACCOO
“Baccoo” may actually be derived from a Nigerian Yoruba entity called Abiku. The Abiku is the spirit of a baby that has died before being named. They are usually represented by small wooden statues in Yoruba homes as a form of appeasement to the spirit of the deceased.
The Guyanese baccoo may actually be derived from these statues. Guyanese baccoos are described as short men with large eyes, long arms and legs, and most conspicuously, an absence of kneecaps. A spirit of small stature that pelts stones at houses and moves objects within a house, the baccoo is supposed to live on bananas and milk.
Stories abound of the existence of baccoos in Georgetown and other areas in Guyana.
The legend could have come from Suriname. The spirit is said to be trapped in a corked bottle, unless released. Baccoos are active mainly at night. It is said that a satisfied baccoo will answer the wishes of its owner.
When a baccoo takes over, the person will act crazy and go insane, almost like obia or voodoo was performed.
Another legend says that the baccoo will do work for his master. In return, the master must feed the bacoo on bananas and milk. If the baccoo does not get his daily ration of bananas and milk, it is said that the baccoo will beat the master severely.
Old people from West Coast Demerara often speak of two famous baccoos, named ‘Boysie’ and ‘Boya.’ They lived in Stewartville, on the old road.
As the stories go, if anyone would say anything bad about them, or about baccoos in general, they would get angry and make bad things happen to whoever had said bad things. They had once covered a man in faeces for saying bad things about them, and another story is that they had caused objects in a man’s house to start flying around.
Bacoos can be trapped inside glass bottles, but this is a very difficult task. First something to attract them must be put into the bottle. Then, after they have gone into the bottle, a cork must be jammed into the bottle to act as a stopper. Once this has been done, the baccoo cannot escape.
People usually throw these bottles in the ocean.
Legend has it that if you find a corked bottle on the sea wall, you should never open it as it may contain a baccoo. If you open the bottle and there is a baccoo, then he will stay with you and you will be forced to feed him bananas and milk, or incur his wrath.


THE CHOORILE
According to legend, a Choorile is the spirit of a woman who has died during childbirth, leaving her baby alive. The separation from her baby makes her restless, and so the choorile roams throughout the night, crying mournfully.
The choorile is one of the Guyanese Jumbies that are slowly being forgotten, and the older generation of Guyanese are the ones who still remember the choorile. Many of the younger generation have never heard of the choorile.


THE MASSACOORAMAAN
The massacooraman is a huge, hairy, man-like creature that lives in rivers in the interior of Guyana. The massacooramaan allegedly capsizes small boats and eats the occupants.
Amerindians and miners who work in the interior of Guyana often speak of the massacooramaan. It is much taller and bigger than a man, and has sharp teeth. It is unknown whether or not the massacooramaan lives in the river or dwells on land, but it is certain that it can swim very well and attacks boats in the river at whatever chance it gets.


THE MOON GAZER
The Moon Gazer only comes out at nights when there is a full moon. It appears to be a tall, muscular man. Other stories say that the moon-gazer is invisible and only his shadow can be seen, cast by the light of the full moon.
It stands with its legs on either side of the road, hands on hips, staring at the moon. If one alerts it to one’s presence, it will suck out one’s brain through its palm. Also if someone walks between its legs that are spread apart, the oon Gazer will crush that person.


THE CANAIMA
The Canaima is supposed to be an Amerindian medicine man. It is said that the witch doctor has the ability to change himself into a Jaguar. Canaimas can be good or bad, depending on the person, and are both feared and respected by Amerindians.


THE BUSH DAI-DAI
The Bush Dai-Dai is a Guyanese spirit of Amerindian and Afro-Guyanese heritage. The Bush Dai Dai usually takes the form of a beautiful woman who comes to the remote camps of Guyanese miners deep in the hinterland regions of Guyana.
After entering the camp and having sexual intercourse with the miners, the young woman usually changes into a wild animal and eats her victims as they sleep. The Bush Dai-Dai is another jumbie that is slowly being forgotten.


THE OLE HIGUE
Ole Higues are also known as “Fire Rass” or Angeli. The ole higue is always a woman. It is said that she sucks the blood of unsuspecting victims as they sleep. Her favourite victims are young children and babies.
The ole higue’s distinguishing feature is the fact that, during the day, she lives among other Guyanese as a somewhat introverted and quiet old lady. At night, this seemingly harmless old woman removes her skin, places it gently in a calabash, and travels across the sky as a ball of fire heading to the home of her intended victim.
To enter the home she shrinks herself and enters through the keyhole.
There have been countless sightings of these balls of fire all over the country, and many people still have a staunch belief in the reality of the ole higue.
There are three ways to dispose of an ole higue. The first is to turn the key while she is trying to get through the keyhole. Even today many people still lock their doors and then turn their key to a horizontal position to allow an ole higue to make it partway into the hole.
The rustling of the key should wake the tenant, who can then turn the key fully and crush the ole higue. It is said that the next morning a pile of bones should be seen on the doorstep.
The second way is to find its skin in the calabash where it is stored and put hot peppers in the skin. An ole higue who tries to wear this skin will be burned by the pepper. The ole higue is very miserly, and the last way to catch the ole higue is to spill rice grains on the floor in front of the front door to the house. As the ole higue enters your house, she will be forced to count every rice grain before she can pass. It is better to make sure there is a large helping of rice on the floor and no bags in sight.
This is because the ole higue will have to pick up the grains with her right hand and place counted grains in her left hand. Her hands can only hold so many rice grains, and it is only a matter of time before the grains begin to fall back to the ground and the process begins again. When the homeowners awake the next morning, they should find a very tired and incredibly distressed ole higue counting rice. This is when the homeowners will beat the woman to death with a broom.
There are many more jumbies in Guyanese folklore and history.

lol.. interesting article Red, thanks for the info.. now I know what to call you

I know about the more common ones and the choorile (cuz my mommy and nanny used to call me that for always havin my hair open lol) but I never heard of the Amerindian ones. It's cool that they can have ties all the way from Africa and even China. It shows how far ideas can travel.

Yup, very interesting. I don't know for what reason...but I find, "The Bush Dai-Dai" a bit more interesting than the rest.

Beverly89 wrote:

Yup, very interesting. I don't know for what reason...but I find, "The Bush Dai-Dai" a bit more interesting than the rest.

Peut-être parce qu'elle est très sexuelle et violente. lol look at me using my French.

Some of the "true" stories that I've heard about jumbie in Guyana scare me lol. Don't know if they're true or not but I heard some stories from people who I don't think would lie.

Oui, peut-être celui. Pourtant si incroyable. Sexuel et violent, lolz… que j'imagine ici. (lolz look at me using my translator...lolz)

Flame_Angel wrote:

Beverly89 wrote:

Yup, very interesting. I don't know for what reason...but I find, "The Bush Dai-Dai" a bit more interesting than the rest.

Peut-être parce qu'elle est très sexuelle et violente. lol look at me using my French.

Some of the "true" stories that I've heard about jumbie in Guyana scare me lol. Don't know if they're true or not but I heard some stories from people who I don't think would lie.]

C'est vrai! Not a bad way to go might i add lol I mean in a guy's point of view, we'll be like the drones in a bee hive just bred for one reason and i'm sure you know

I Know rite?!!! Hence "scaring the **** outta me" line. That's cos it's true. Seriously, the stuff i heard maannn and its something about elders choosing the appropriate time (nightime) to bust out a damn story i mean god!!! lol My aunts and grandma did this n i was just there listening and making nervous sounds and i wasn't small either

Dee wrote:

lol.. interesting article Red, thanks for the info.. now I know what to call you

Hardy har har....i thought you'd say something like that you chicken grease you! (raspberry) By the way i'm still waiting on my food woman ^_^

J'aime jumbie stories lol

J'ai entendu le nom de 'bacoo' 'choorile' 'massacooramaan' et 'old higue', mais j'ai jamais entendu les histoires. Tres tres interessant... et drole un petit peu.... J'aime les histoires de jumbie 'massacooraman', je pense que il est un peu... ressembler ummm... quatchi wooo hooo.. je crois dans 'massacooramaan' mes les otres... lolz.. je ne sais pas! mais jumbies.. oui.. ghosts.. oui... umm.. oh et le Beverly, (le Beverly, lol ), babel fish est bon pour les mots, mais il est tres terrible pour les translations dans l'entier.. mais, quand je suis apprendre francais dans l'ecole secondaire il a aide..

Ok I really bust some brain cells there.. I think I need to brush up on my french, I oublie a lot.. ok ok I'll stop now

et monsieur rouge.. hehe.. J'ai beacoup de grease de poulet... de mon travaille haha...

"monseiur rouge" LOL O no what did I start? wow I'm surprised I understood all of that, and I thought I sucked at french lol.

But umm yea just to stay on topic jumbie=scary . Does anyone have any other info on other types of jumbies they heard about before? I can't think of anymore but I'm sure there are more. o wait dutchman. Don't know the story behind it though.

Quaiii?!! Osez-vous m'appelez "monseiur rouge"?(knowing you it would've been dish) et c'est rouge....rouge madam! avec deux days(d) (raspberry) unlike your first comment with the one D!

Oh!! et mon amie flames je connais un! "Le Boundary Master"

Ok enough with the french gawd it got me scratching my cerebellum here lol....man i need to finish those courses tho.

Yeah my cousin from berbice (she staying with us for a couple of months) was tellin me about the boundary master. I was like the boundary who what? Cos i never heard of that in my life (damn the dutch) Shhhhh it might hear me and tell the moon-gazer (looks around.......see dee's cookin and shrieks!).

Yeah they say(that being what my cousin was tellin me) that they're like what they name say around certain boundaries that being areas that favour them and you like gotta give them stuff for them to not hurt you and if you refuse to comply they beat the holy hell out of you. (At this point i was like riiiiiiiiiight) but then she told me a true story about my uncle's brother (my other uncle) (he use to drink alot n be coming home early in the morning n stuff) and one night when he was out to what seems to be one of his normal every night/day routines he was beaten severely and ppl said they saw nothing near him during the whole madness.

So yeah i got more true stories about the stuff listed tho but i'm gonna type them later lol

I'm not sure what u just said there monsieur rouge

LOL you always insulting my cooking.. Its greaaat.. I haven't killed anyone yet (that I know of)

So a jumbie beat your uncle up? lol

Well I have my own little jumbie story.. think I told monsieur rouge this one lol.. this happened like a few weeks ago.. I went to visit this tourist-y place well known for its hauntings. When we were there it suddenly started thundering and lightening-ing... everyone else ran in the candy shop, and I stayed outside by myself and ventured near a gift shop on the patio. Well I was determined to find a ghost before we got there so I said out loud (corny I know) "Are there any spirits here?.. If so, give me sign" and then I pressed the shutter on the camera and this strange "orb" thingy appeared in the picture.. right smack in the center of the photo.. it was huge... I don't know it is really but that creeped me out. And thats like probably the closest thing I have to a jumbie story.

Oh and one of my friends claimed to have seen a ghost while she was hanging out in a cemetery late at night (I guess that's the cool thing to do these days).. well a white figure appeared right in front of her and she snapped a photo.. but the photo came out as a strange fog and not any type of figure.. creeeepy.

Dee wrote:

I pressed the shutter on the camera and this strange "orb" thingy appeared in the picture.. right smack in the center of the photo.. it was huge... I don't know it is really but that creeped me out. And thats like probably the closest thing I have to a jumbie story.

I'm not sure if I believe in the whole orb thing. My boyfriend does but a lot of the time it's dust or moisture orbs near the lens. They come up sometimes when u have the flash on cuz the flash reflects off of it. I dunno, there may be actual ghost orbs but the majority of the time it's moisture or dust. One day we were in Central Park and I took a picture near this bridge and a whole set of orbs came up and I kept telling him that I don't believe they're ghost orbs lol. It kinda freaked me out though because one of the pictures came out foggy, like there was a mist in front of me after I said that lol and I couldn't find an explanation for it. There was not mist or anything around us and it wasn't cold so it couldn't be our breaths lol.

Y'all lucky y'all jumbie dem does be the orbs thing and show dem selves through mist n what not...unlike gt jumbie rasss always ga show off demself n mek ppl lose it.

I remember a time me and my friend akhtar was walkin on the walls of seaness (sea walls lol) and we were just strolling along talkin a bunch of madness cos well it had time to kill and it was night time obviously and we were by the piece where all the garbage is along that whooooollleeeee strip and as we were about to meet the embassy we were lookin at the stuff around the waves and stones and we saw someone when we turned around cos we wanted to know if its us alone walkin that piece but apparently there were ppl a good way back of us and when we were lookin at them we saw someone down by the waves and we both were like "wuh d ass the man doing deh bai....he idle bad" (at first i said it was a log but then i watched good and it wasn't) and we were walking on a curved part on the wall so we had to look ahead where we were going and when we just did a check up on our trail and looked back...no one was there! I was like huuuuuuuhh!? No wait....akhtar tell me you d see the man like me rite? We started trippin lol n stuttering but all in excitement and awe yet freaked out of our minds. We still foot it home tho......man that night was craaaaaay-zeeee.....i still said it was a log that night just to make him run mad lol

lol ole huge!! ah throw rice infront of ur bedroom door.. n when they come they gotta count it. so they wont have time to suck ur blood
well so i heard...

I saw alot of jumbies in the mall Saturday.....

lmao ^

Freaknum flash-hay!!!! KEVIN!!!! TEND TO THIS MATTUH!!!

Hahaha, i nah gone even say none dawg.. only thing i gone say is preditor for now

Real thing bai......Predator went mystic...like she been put on she camo oh **** now i rem....she passed right behind you!!!!!! (screams n jumps off balcony)

Haha....

That was some scary s*it at the mall dude... dam!!!!!!