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Quote for the Summer "...As long as you travel along life's road, never
harm anyone, nor cause anyone to feel sad. On the contrary, if at any
time you can make a person This year saw many vast improvements for the NASC and the executives and members are what made this organization such a success. We would like to extend our gratitude and thanks to all who made this year unforgetable.
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 Little Brother Snares the Sun In the old days people were not the chiefs and did not hunt animals. Animals were the chiefs and hunted people. They killed all the people except one girl and her little brother. They hid in a cave. The boy learned to kill snowbirds with a bow and arrow and made a robe from the feathers. They made soup from the bodies of the birds and that was the first time people ate meat. The bright sun ruined the robe one day and the little brother swore revenge. His sister helped him fashion a snare. He traveled to the hole in the ground where the Sun rises every morning. As the Sun rose he snared it and tied it up so that there was no light or warmth that day. The animals were afraid and amazed by the boy. They sent the biggest and most fearsome animal to try and free the sun. This was the doormouse which in those days was as big as a mountain. The mouse chewed through the snare freeing the sun but meanwhile the intense heat shrunk him down to his present size. Since that time the people have been the chiefs and the hunters. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
For more native stories and folklore check out http://solar-center.stanford.edu/folklore/folklore.html
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