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The next morning, the boy began to cry once
again. The chief asked him, "What do you want,
grandson?" The boy pointed to the box containing the
water. Then the Chief, who loved this grandson, said
‘Are you thirsty, grandson? You may take a drink,
you may have some of this water.” Again, Raven
opened the lid. He drank from the water. But he did
not stop drinking. He drank and drank until his body
filled with water and the box was nearly empty.
He jumped up from the box. He had become
Raven again. He sailed around the house, croaking
out loud and flapping his wings. Then with a last
great flap of his wings he went sailing towards the
open smoke hole. But he had swallowed so much
water that he became stuck in the opening, and there
he struggled. There he was blackened by the smoke
from the fire below. Raven hung there, struggling,
until at last he pulled free with a great wrench and
went wobbling heavily across the sky. He was so
heavy with water that he flew in a crooked line. As he
flew he spilled little streams of water from his bill.
Falling to the ground, these became rivers and
streams: the Nehalem, Ecola Creek, the Necanicum.
A big spill falling from his beak poured out and
became the Columbia River. Raven flew in a crooked
line, and all these rivers became crooked as snakes.
Here and there he scattered single drops, and these
became narrow creeks or shallow salmon pools.
The people were happy then — the sun shone in
the day, and the stars and moon shone at night.
Everyone had water, and the rivers danced with fish.
Raven told the people: it will no longer be that
way. No one may own the sun and moon. No one
may own the water and the stars. In the times to
come, these things will belong to everybody.
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D A Y L IG H T T I M E
15 Sat •
There once lived a very powerful and rich
chief who had a beautiful young daughter. Somehow,
the chief had come to possess the sun, moon, stars,
and all the world’s water. He would not share these
things. He kept these things stored away, hidden in
huge wooden boxes in his house.
Because he had the sun and the moon, it
became dark everywhere. Because of the darkness,
the people could not hunt or fish. When they went out
to find wood to bum in their fires, they had to crawl
around in the forest feeling with their hands until they
found something which might be wood. They lived by
chewing on nuts and leaves, and crushed the roots of
the alder trees for something to drink.
Raven learned that the great chief had taken
these things — the sun, moon, stars, and water. And
Raven felt sorry for the people, these poor, sickly
things, who never had any sunshine. Like ghosts they
were, all shadowy and pale in the misty darkness.
So Raven went to the c h iefs house to take
these things back. He asked the chief if he would
return these things, but he would not. So the smart
bird devised a plan. He saw how the chiefs daughter
took water from the box every morning, so he hid near
there in the shadows and waited for her to return.
When he saw her coming, he turned himself into a
fingerling, a tiny fish, and jumped into the water.
After the gir, arrived, she filled a bucket with water.
Then she dipped her drinking cup into the water and
Raven, disguised as a fingerling, quickly swam into it.
She did not see Raven and drank the water.
Inside her body, Raven turned into a baby and
so the girl became pregnant. After a short time the
daughter gave birth to a baby boy who was really
Raven. The baby grew fast and was soon a young
boy. The old grandfather was very fond of his
grandson and would do anything for him.
One day the boy began crying for something.
The chief asked him, "What do you want,
grandson?" The boy pointed to the boxes containing
the sun and the moon. The old chief said, “No, you
can’t play with those things!” But Raven just cried
louder. Then the chief, who loved this grandson, said,
“Okay, you may play with these things, but be
careful!” So the boy played with these boxes. He
opened the lids and threw the contents high into the
air, repeatedly, higher and higher - first the sun, and
then the moon. Suddenly, up they flew, through the
smoke hole in the roof, up into the sky, where they
hung and shone bright. The chief was angry, for he
had lost the sun and the moon, but he was still kind to
his grandson, this Raven.
That evening, the boy began crying again. The
chief asked him, "What do you want, grandson?" The
boy pointed to the box containing the stars. The old
chief said, “No, you can’t play with those things!”
But Raven just cried louder. Then the Chief, who
loved this grandson, said, “Okay, you may play with
these things, but be careful!” So the boy played with
this box. Again, Raven opened the lid. He played
with the stars for a moment and then threw them high
into the air. Up they flew, like bright snow, through
the smoke hole in the roof, up into the sky, where they
dotted the sky and shone bright. The chief was angry
again, for he had lost the stars, but was still kind to his
grandson, this Raven.
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In winter, all along the Northwest Coast, native
peoples told tales. Often, they would tale tales of
tricksters and transformers, powerful and mischievous
beings who lived in the period when mythtime ended
and the time of humans began. Foremost among these
beings was Raven. Raven created many portions of
the world, and provided people with moral lessons,
instructing them on how they should behave in the
times yet to come. What follows is a version of the
most widely known Raven tale, adapted from
numerous other versions once told by tribes up and
down the coast. To get the full effect, turn off the
lights and read it aloud by the fire.
o o k ' s
C u b b ie s a n s ic h i b o n !
F o r re a s o n s k n o w n
o n l y t o t h e m a r k e t i n g g e n iu s e s o f M a j o r L e a g u e
B a s e b a ll, t h e C u b s w i l l s t a r t t h is s e a s o n in J a p a n .
C r o s s in g th e P a c if ic to p la y th e N e w Y o r k
S t i l l , t h in g s lo o k v e r y g o o d t h is y e a r.
M e ts .
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h e a lt h y , S a m m y S o s a is h u m b l e , a n d M a r k G r a c e is ,
N L W & IL 5 L D B O O K 5
w e ll, g r a c io u s .
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t h e C u b s i n t o a b a s e b a ll t e a m
ELC1AL O R D E R S
th a t k n o w s h o w
to w in ,
a n d th e p la y e r s s e e m t o b e w i l l i n g t o d o w h a t i t ta k e s .
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