Sample from High Eagle's Campfire Stories & Legends . . .
Many moons ago . . .
You know how roosters love to strut around, throwing out their chest as they walk, and show how important they are to everyone. Well, this is the story of one such rooster and how he learned a big lesson of not to brag nor boast too much . . .
Some say it was a long, long time, back when animals spoke like people . . . and acted like
The rooster, although not the biggest nor the largest in size of the other animals,
was the bossiest in the village.
And it made him feel very important when he got his way and telling others what to do.
At the village council meeting one campfire night, it was decided that a pow-wow dance would be held. Before anyone else spoke up, the rooster stood and said, "I will be the head dancer. All others will follow my lead, since I am the best dancer in all the land." There was a quiet hush among the other animals. Although some of them wished to have been honored as head dancer, none spoke up. Once again, the rooster got his way.
When the night of the village pow-wow came, animals of all kinds came from the surrounding villages to join in on the celebration. The beaver, being the best wood chopper, volunteered to tend the fire, and threw on some extra logs to build a huge fire to last through the evening.
When it came time for the dance to start, the rooster was the first to rise.
He headed for the center of the dance grounds. Naturally, he was out to be in the center of attention too, so he could make sure that he would be noticed by all the other dancers.
All the other animals followed him in rhythm and step to the beat of the drum.
Now, rooster was swinging to and fro, dancing close to the fire so he could easily be seen.
But this time, he over did it.
His tall, draping tail feathers got too close to beaver's fire and it began to smoke and catch on fire.
Rooster wondered why the other dancers had stopped and were pointing toward him. He thought it was because he was doing such a good dance that they were admiring and complimenting his good foot work and style of dancing.
Since they were staring at him, he thought he would give them a real show,
and maybe teach them how to be a good dancer by observing him.
This made him stick out his chest even bigger, with his eyes partially closed, his head pushed back and beak raised high in the air.
It wasn't long when he smelled a peculiar odor around him, and smoke followed him. Looking back, he was shocked to see his beautiful tail feathers on fire!
"Yeow!" He let out a loud shriek that echoed through the forests and up the
sides of the mountains.
He flapped his wings hard to put out the flames,
but this caused his tail feathers to burn even more.
Still flapping his wings, he flew off into the night,
rising higher and higher into the sky land until he was out of sight.
Some say he never returned to Mother Earth, and is lost forever. But others say you can
sometimes see a blazing object in the sky at night roaming the sky land with a fiery tail behind it,
making a trail in the heavens as it passes.
Sometimes, it is called a comet. But others know it is just the rooster still trying
to put out his tail feathers,
and never act too important than others again.
Aho, High Eagle has spoken!
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