Hola Frida!

Hello you.

Oh.

Coco Loco!

You get back over here, thief.

Just wait 'til I catch you.

Coco Loco, where are you?

My goodness.

All these memories.

Mi Papito.

Oh.

There you are.

Coco Loco!

My Notebook!

Hello, Frida.

Hello, Maria.

Have a good day, gotta go.

Hello, Eduardo. Hello, Daniela.

It's so beautiful.

I'm just having a look around, Mom.

Frida, come here.

Uh.

Always running off.

Wooh.

Oops. Sorry, here.

Have a good day.

Seven, eight, nine...

Mangoes, bananas, avocados, guavas!

Hello, Ramon. Hello, Antonio.

Hello, Frida.

So how fresh are these mangoes?

Frida, for the last time, stop bothering the merchants

and help us carry the baskets.

We'll be heading home soon.

Hello, Antonio.

So how fresh are these mangoes?

Picked them fresh this morning, Señora Kahlo.

Wow!

Cristina, look at that. They're so beautiful.

Yes, indeed.

Heard they got here this morning.

I think they might be Zapotecs.

It's the first time I've seen them in the market.

They're Zato what?

Zapotec, Cristina.

It's one of the most ancient civilizations of our country.

They were here long before the Spanish arrived.

Your grandfather was Zapotec.

Does that mean we are too?

And they're our ancestors?

They are.

Do you see those embroideries?

They tell stories of the legends of our culture.

He really scares me.

Who is he, Mom?

That's Cocijo, the god of rain, of the sun, and the wind.

According to ancient legend, a long time ago,

there was a seemingly never-ending drought,

so our ancestors prayed for him to send them rain.

Exactly, they needed the rain to grow our crops

and keep our lands fertile.

And then suddenly, big, dark clouds filled the sky.

But it wasn't rain they prayed for that fell on them,

it was hail!

It came down without mercy

and destroyed all our ancestors' crops:

the corn, beans, squash, and peppers.

Our people were desperate,

and they once again turned to Cocijo for help.

This time,

he understood their prayers,

and all the hail stopped falling.

The sun reappeared in the sky,

but something else had also changed.

Cocijo had given us an extraordinary gift!

The clouds transformed into amazing shapes in the sky.

They formed animals, faces, and other mythical symbols.

And Cocijo used the shape-shifting clouds

to communicate with us.

And that's why ever since that day,

we call ourselves the cloud people.

We are the cloud people?

Oh, mom, can I please have this notebook?

I'll draw on it every day,

and I'll keep all my secrets in it.

All right, Frida. All right, I'll buy it for you.

But right now, help me carry these baskets.

Yes! We're the cloud people!

Gucci.

Frida! Frida! Wake up!

Good morning, Mr. Sun.

Good morning, garden.

Good morning, lime tree!

Frida, breakfast is ready.

You're going to be late again.

I'm coming, Mom!

I'm off, Matilde!

If you need me, I'll be out by Cathedral Square!

Have a good day, everyone!

(TOGETHER) Have a good day, Dad!

Frida, you haven't taken a bite of your food.

But Mom, I'm working on something.

What are you drawing? A house? A dragon? My portrait?

It's a drawing for my presentation at school.

I'm just adding one last little detail

so that it's perfect.

Good work. School is very important.

There we go, all finished.

Wow!

Oh. Time flies.

Hurry, Frida, or you're going to be late.

Take your tortilla!

Don't forget to eat your tortilla, Frida!

No, it's you I'm gonna eat.

All right. That's enough, girls.

Now stop it, you two.

Enough, Frida, go to school.

Have a good day.

This morning,

I'd like to present to you all...

No, no.

This morning, I'm going to speak about-

Hello, Frida.

Hello, Tonito!

I'll see you at school.

I had a feeling that if I had a tortilla in my hand

that I just might run into you.

Ooh.

Wow.

You're really ready to do anything for a bite, huh?

Here.

Take a little bit--

You ate the whole thing!

You're a funny little one, aren't you.

You love some cuddles, huh?

I'm gonna be late!

My drawing!

Quick, Chiquita, we have to catch it.

Frida?

Hello, Daddy.

What are you doing here?

You need to hurry up or you'll be late for school again.

That's why I'm running, Dad.

See you tonight!

Sorry. Excuse me.

Chiquita, you should see what you look like.