firstfire

Noel Melton {Firewalker}

I have taken a considerable amount of time to compile these original stories from many Tribe's across this Great Country. Feel free to download these stories, copy or cut them to any of your files. I do this in hopes that the uniformed people of this world may understand the life of the Native Brothers. Teaching is wisdom, and wisdom is knowing your fellow man. If this only would have been done from the start when the White Man and the Red Brother's first met, maybe the out come would have been different. We have learn the ways of the White Man, and we wish the same for them, to learn that we as a people are a proud , caring race, not as some have claimed as being dumb and ignorant. In this attempt I urge that you take the time to read these stories and the true history of the Native American people, and study the Red Brother's ways, and understand our belief's and ritual's. As we bring together our spirits, Mother Earth will begin her healing, and we as a country of different Race's and religion's can live in peace, and become ONE...in this hope I dedicate this site to the many who seek the HEALING OF MOTHER EARTH.....

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NativeLore:The First Fire

Cherokee

Native American Lore

In the beginning of the world, there was no fire. The animal people were often

cold. Only the Thunders, who lived in the world beyond the sky arch, had fire.

At last they sent Lightning down to an island. Lightning put fire into the

bottom of a hollow sycamore tree.

The animal people knew that the fire was there, because they could see smoke

rising from the top of the tree. But they could not get to it on account of

the water. So they held a council to decide what to do.

Everyone that could fly or could swim was eager to go after the fire. Raven

said, "Let me go. I am large and strong."

At that time Raven was white. He flew high and far across the water and

reached the top of the sycamore tree. While he sat there wondering what to do,

the heat scorched all his feathers black. The frightened Raven flew home

without the fire, and his feathers have been black ever since.

Then the council sent Screech Owl. He flew to the island. But while he was

looking down into the hollow tree, a blast of hot air came up and nearly

burned out his eyes. He flew home and to this day, Screech Owl's eyes are red.

Then Hooting Owl and Horned Owl were sent to the island together. But the

smoke nearly blinded them, and the ashes carried up by the wind made white

rings about their eyes. They had to come home, and were never able to get rid

of the white rings.

Then Little Snake swam across to the island, crawled through the grass to the

tree, and entered it through a small hole at the bottom. But the smoke and the

heat were too much for him, too. He escaped alive, but his body had been

scorched black. And it was so twisted that he doubled on his track as if

always trying to escape from a small space.

Big Snake, the climber, offered to go for fire, but he fell into the burning

stump and became as black as Little Snake. He has been the great blacksnake

ever since.

At last Water Spider said that she would go. Water Spider has black downy hair

and red stripes on her body. She could run on top of water and she could dive

to the bottom. She would have no trouble in getting to the island.

"But you are so little, how will you carry enough fire?" the council asked.

"I'll manage all right," answered Water Spider. "I can spin a web." so she

spun a thread from her body and wove it into a little bowl and fastened the

little bowl on her back. Then she crossed over to the island and through the

grass. She put one little coal of fire into her bowl and brought it across to

the people.

Every since, we have had fire. And the Water Spider still has her little bowl

on her back.

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