Understanding the Great Kiva

As we was a sittin’ there like all the rest of the people, a wondering when the Great Kiva was a gonna start sharing he/she/it/they's wisdom with us, when Nilda gives me a more than just hard nudge, and whispers loud enough for a deaf man to hear, “Look at this.” She was a waving this paper in front of me, one of many that were a sitting on the chair when we sat down. I hadn’t paid them no nevermind, figuring they was just there to keep the dust off the seats that seemed to be in the air everywhere in this place.

Nilda is a pointing specicifically at one of them many pieces of paper, and saying something about it not being the Jehovah Kiva, but the Jovika Kiva. Now I might have that mixed up just a might because there were so many papers there that we ended losing about half of them before we got back to the Gulch, one of which had what Nilda was showin’ me at the time. Apparently this Jovika Kiva, two in one thing was mighty important because that paper just went on and on about all he/she/it/they had done. Gawd, I wished I wouldn’t have lost that paper so I would know what to call he/she/it/they or whatever. That’s why we decided that if having called it the Great Kiva before we set out to find it was good enough then, it was good enough now, even if it were really a Jovika Kiva.

All of a sudden like, the white topped Kiva half starts a talking, and just as he’s a getting warmed up, and we’s a hanging on his every word, he pauses to take a deep breath and that red topped Kiva half takes up right where he left off and afore we know’d it he/she/it/they is going on just like the white topped half Kiva never said a thing. Now, it weren’t a confusin’ thing, but it was all I could do not to bust out laughin’ once or twice at how all them white tops in the audience was a flopping back and forth from one side of the room to the other trying to watch which Kiva half was a speakin’ at the moment.

All this time Nilda is takin’ notes so that we’d be able to study up on what was going on, which was the dangdest thing. Like when the Great Kiva got to talkin’ about taking a computer in a mobile, mobile home. Kiva, the he half, asked, “Can I take a Computer in my mobile, mobile home? And as all them white heads swivel over to the red topped Kiva to hear the answer, the white topped Kiva starts talking about peripherals, modems, connectors, desks and fastening it in with a seatbelt. You think you’re confused reading about it here, you should have seen the looks on all them people a sittin’ there a listenin’ to the he/she/it/they Great Kiva.

Then just when it didn’t seem it could get any less interesting, the white half Kiva pauses and the red half Kiva jumps right in with desktops, laptops, folding tops, air ride hard drives and crashes. I’m here to tell you, Nilda and me didn’t have a clue as to what that were all about, but there sure did seem to be a lot of heads a noddin’ up and down in the audience in agreement with the he/she/it/they Kiva’s words.

I hadn’t but a second’s pause to recollect my thoughts after getting’ distracted by them bouncing heads, when the white he half Kiva is back again, not talking about computers, but about how this mobile, mobile home thing is an adventure. Heck it weren’t just the mobile, mobile home thing that was an adventure, it was an adventure just learnin’ about the mobile, mobile home life, and that don't include tryin' to foller that he/she/it thing.

Alrighty then, just when Nilda and me thought the Great Kiva was finished, the red half Kiva starts going on, close as I can recollect, about what you could experience with this computer thing, like fuel stops, marshmellows and singing songs. Where in the world that last part came from, I had no idea, but deciding they was a finished, I started a clappin’, which must have been some kind of secret mobile, mobile home signal we didn’t know about, cause immediately all them heads that was a nodding up and down in the audience, snapped up like they had a rubber band attached.

As a memento, we bought a book that Jovika Kiva had writ about what they/he/she/it was a talkin’ about, hoping that studying up on it would help us as we started our soon to be, new mobile, mobile home life. To this day it is still one of our prized possessions, what with the words the red topped Kiva half wrote on one of the front pages, “To I.M. and Nilda – Enjoy the journey. – Jovika Kiva.” It just don’t get no better than that.