David was watching T.V when he looked at the clock. “Time for bed!” He exclaimed as he ran to his bedroom.
David’s father looked at his wife, “Is he Okay?” He joked. “I’ll be back in a bit.” David’s father got up and followed his son to his room. David was in bed, tucked in and patiently waiting for his father.
“Ready to hear a legend?” David’s father asked.
David eagerly nodded his head.
“Unfortunately, this is the last one.”
David’s face fell. “Really? You don’t know any more?”
“Sorry, buddy. I’ll try to make this one really good though.”
“The villagers were all happy, they had plenty of water, food, and protection. In fact they were all so happy they decided to have a celebration. In the evening a fire was built and the day’s food was brought out. The Singers brought their drums and The Dancers wore their best moccasins. The people all sat down to eat before the festivities. They thanked the Creator and The Protectors, The Hunter, The Warrior, and The Rain Man.
“Once everyone was finished eating The Singers began to band their drums and sing. The Dancers soon began to dance to the beat. Everyone else watched and talked amongst each other, their hearts filled with joy. For the first time they had no worries. That feeling, however, did, not last long. Embers from the fire leapt over to one of the trees and by the time the villagers were finishing their celebration, they noticed a tree had caught fire. The people scrambled to gather water. This process took a long time though, by the time the first batch of water made it another tree had caught fire, it began spreading quickly.
“The people worked as fast as they could, but the fire seemed to be working faster. The people could only get so much water at a time and were barely slowing the fire down. As some villagers ran back and forth from the lake to the fire, other tried gathering and blowing on the fire. The Singers joined in, they had the strongest lungs from singing so loudly. They weren’t able to slow the fire down though.
“One Singer stopped to catch her breath, as she did she looked at the ocean, then she had an idea; if they could canoe out to the ocean and blow towards the water, maybe they could move the water towards the land, putting out the fire. The others were skeptical, but willing to try anything. So The Singers gathered their canoes and canoed far out into the ocean. They stopped and began to blow on the water towards the land. They blew as hard as they could. The water began to move. With each breath the water moved more. The Singers were betting hopeful, so they blew faster and faster.
“Small waves began to form in the water. Then they began to get bigger. Soon there were large waves being formed by The Singers. Then they felt air move by them, pushing the water farther. It was wind. Nobody had ever felt wind before. They all stopped, not knowing what was going on. The wind continued to blow. The waves getting bigger. Then a giant wave formed and went straight down toward the land. It came crashing down with a fury and soaked the trees, extinguishing the fire.
“Everybody stood in their tracks, staring at the ocean and then the trees and then they all cheered in unison. Their forest was saved. The Singers made their way back to land and embraced the other villagers, overjoyed that their plan worked. Some trees had been burnt down but most had minimal damage. The trees were so large that it would have taken days to burn them all down and the people were thankful for that. They thanked The Creators as a light breeze blew past them.”
“Cool.” David said as he yawned. “Too bad there aren’t any more legends.”
“I know.” David’s father agreed. “Hey, maybe we could come up with our own.”
“Really?! We can do that?”
“Sure. We can make up anything we want.”
“Awesome!” David hugged his father.
“All right, time for bed. Good night, son.”
“Good night, dad. I had fun listening to your legends.”
David’s father smiled. “I liked telling them to you.”