This is part of My latest book. My family is Native American, & here are some recipes, tales, myths, etc.
"The American Indian is of the soil, whether it be the region of forests, plains, pueblos, or mesas. He fits into the landscape, for the hand that fashioned the continent also fashioned the man for His surroundings. He once grew as naturally as the wildflowers, He belongs just as the buffalo belonged….”
Luther Standing Bear (186?-1939) Oglala Sioux Chief
“Great Spirit, Great Spirit, My Grandfather, all over the Earth the faces of living things are all alike. Look upon these faces of Children without number and with Children in Their arms, that They may face the winds and walk the good road to the Day of Quiet.
Black Elk (1863-1950) Oglala Sioux Holy Man
Chapter 1 / Animal Legends
Grandmother Spider Gets Us Fire:
Indian legend has it, that when the People first came up out of the ground, People were encased in cocoons. Their eyes closed, Their limbs folded tightly to Their bodies. And this was true of all People. The Bird People, the Animal People, the Insect People, and the Human People. The Great Spirit took pity on Them and sent down Someone to unfold Their limbs, dry Them off, and open Their eyes. But the opened eyes saw nothing, because the world was dark. No sun, no moon, not even stars. All the People moved around by touch, and if They found something that didn’t eat Them first, They ate it raw, for They had no fire to cook it.
All the People met in a great powwow, with the Animal and Bird People taking the lead, and the Human People hanging back. The Animal and Bird People decided that life was not good, but cold and miserable.
“A solution must be found!” Someone spoke from the dark. “I have heard that the People in the East have fire.”
This caused a stir of wonder.
“What could fire be?”
There was a general discussion, and it was decided that if, as rumor had it, fire was warm and gave light, They should have it too.
Another voice spoke up and said, “But the People of the East are too greedy to share with Us.”
So, it was decided that the Bird and the Animal People should steal what They needed, the fire! But, Who should have that honor?
Grandmother Spider volunteered, “I can do it! Let Me try!”
But, at the same time, Opossum began to speak, “I, Opossum, am a great chief of the animals. I will go to the east and since I am a great hunter, I will take the fire and hide it in the bushy hair on My tail.”
It was well known that the Opossum had the furriest tail of all the animals, so He was selected.
When Opossum came to the East, He soon found the beautiful red fire, jealously guarded by the People of the East. But, Opossum got closer and closer until He picked up a small piece of burning wood, and stuck it in the hair of His tail, which promptly began to smoke, then flame.
The People of the east said, “Look that Opossum has stolen Our fire!”
They took it away and put it back where it came from and drove Opossum away. Poor Opossum! Every bit of hair had burned from His tail , and to this day, Opossums have no hair at all on Their tails.
Once again, the powwow had to find a volunteer chief.
Grandmother Spider said, “Let Em go! I can do it!”
But this time a bird was elected, Buzzard.
Buzzard was very proud. “ I can succeed where Opossum has failed. I will fly to the East on My great wings, then hide the stolen fire in the beautiful long feathers on My head.”
The birds and animals still did not understand the nature of fire.So, Buzzard flew to the East on His powerful wings, swooped past those defending the fire, picked up a small piece of burning ember, and hid it in His head feathers. Buzzard’s head began to smoke and flame even faster! And The People took the fire and put it back where it came from. Poor Buzzard! His head was now bare of feathers, red and blistering looking. And to this day, buzzards have naked heads that are bright and blistered.
The powwow now sent Crow to look the situation over, for Crow was very clever. Crow at that time was pure white, and had the sweetest singing voice of all the birds. But, He took so long standing over the fire trying to find the perfect piece to steal, that His white feathers were smoked black. And, He breathed so much smoke that when He tried to sing, out came a harsh, “Caw! Caw!”
The Council said, “Opossum has failed. Buzzard and Crow have failed. Who shall We send?”
Tiny Grandmother Spider shouted with all Her might,” LET ME TRY IT PLEASE!”
Though the Council Members thought Grandmother Spider had little chance of success, it was agreed that She should have Her turn. Grandmother Spider looked then like She looks now. She had a small torso suspended by two sets of legs that turned the other way. She walked on all of Her wonderful legs toward a stream where She had found clay. With those legs, She made a tiny clay container and a lid that fit perfectly with a tiny notch for airing the corner of the lid. Then, She put the container on Her back, spun a web all the way to the East, and walked tip toe until She came to the fire. She was so small, the People from the East took no notice. She took a tiny piece of fire, put it in the container, and covered it with the lid. Then She walked back on tiptoe along the web until She came to the People.
Since They couldn’t see any fire,They said, “Grandmother Spider has failed.”
“Oh no,.” She said. “I have the fire!”
She lifted the pot from Her back, and the lid from the pot, and the fire flamed up into it’s friend, the air. All the Birds and Animal People began to decide who would get this wonderful warmth.
Bear said, “I’ll take it!” But then He burned His paws on it and decided fire was not for animals, for look what happened to Opossum!
The Birds wanted no part of it, as Buzzard and Crow were still nursing Their wounds. The Insects thought it was pretty, but They, too, stayed far away from the fire.
Then a small voice said, “We will take it, if Grandmother Spider will help.” The timid Humans, whom mone of the animals or birds thought much of, were volunteering! So, Grandmother Spider taught the Human People how to feed the fire sticks and wood to keep it from dying. How to keep the fire safe in a circle of stone so it wouldn’t escape and hurt Them or Their homes. While She was at it, She taught the Humans about pottery made of clay and fire, and about weaving and spinning, at which Grandmother Spider was an expert.
The Choctaw remember. They made a beautiful design to decorate Their homes, a picture of Grandmother Spider, two sets of legs up, two down, with a fire symbol on Her back. This is so Their Children never forget to honor Grandmother Spider, Firebringer!