In the land of present United States, We can find a large number of tribal communities of native people. The Native Americans have their own unique history and culture. This story is one of the very interesting and famous Native American Folktale story.
One day the boy wandered away from the village over the plain land. Then a band of fierce Navaho Indians swooped down and tied him off. The Indians carried him to their camp, where they took off his shirt and moccasins away, and gave them to their Chief's son. Then they made the boy work all day and gave him so little to eat. In a few weeks, the boy grew thin and sick.
Now, near the Indian camp was a high bluff on which lived a kind-hearted Hawk. It often flew over the camp, and saw the boy working hard there and never playing with the other children. So one day, when all the Indians (Navahos) were gathered together at the Chief's lodge, the Hawk flew down and hovered over the boy's head.
"I am not going to hurt you," answered the Hawk to the little boy, "I am sorry for you. Jump on my back, and hold on to my wings, and I'll carry you away."
The Kind Hawk
- A Native American Folktale
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| The Kind Hawk |
A long time ago, in a happy village, there lived a little boy. His mother loved him so much that she dressed him in a pretty shirt and decorated moccasins.
One day the boy wandered away from the village over the plain land. Then a band of fierce Navaho Indians swooped down and tied him off. The Indians carried him to their camp, where they took off his shirt and moccasins away, and gave them to their Chief's son. Then they made the boy work all day and gave him so little to eat. In a few weeks, the boy grew thin and sick.
Now, near the Indian camp was a high bluff on which lived a kind-hearted Hawk. It often flew over the camp, and saw the boy working hard there and never playing with the other children. So one day, when all the Indians (Navahos) were gathered together at the Chief's lodge, the Hawk flew down and hovered over the boy's head.
"Oh, do not kill me!" begged the boy the hawk.
"I am not going to hurt you," answered the Hawk to the little boy, "I am sorry for you. Jump on my back, and hold on to my wings, and I'll carry you away."
