third post

Dear hunter,
I think it was was brave and kind of you to listen to the fire, it was also very trusting. I thought that the fire was going to be something bad, and although in the end the fire did turn out to devour the forest, it was generally a good thing that it came to be. I really enjoyed the myth that you played a part in, but I had a few questions about you. Didn't you think about the consequences of sharing the roasted meat with your wife? Of coarse, if you bring back a new invention she is going to wonder where it came from, if not tell someone else about it (like she did in the myth). I mean I'm surprised that your wife herself didn't come spy on you, or beg you to tell her where the roasted meat came from. That would be just like if I was married and my husband came home with a shape shifter, I would find a way to find out where he got this marvelous machine, and I would be tempted to tell my friends, especially if he never asked me not to tell anyone. I find this very hard to believe that you couldn't see through this. As for the fire, when the fire talked to you did it have a hissing voice? I ask this because as I was reading your tail this is how I imagined the fire's voice, and it always has been how I thought the voice of fire would sound. Although you may not have thought through your generosity, thank you so much for discovering it for our world, you truly have made all the difference for human kind.
Sincerely,
A fellow friend

Second post- outside reading.

This time I read another Native American myth, this one is called morning star. It's about a girl called Feather Woman, who wants to marry I man who is as radian as the morning star (she decided one morning when she was watching to sky), and then he comes down because he saw her gazing at him, and he brings her back to his home in the sky, there they get married, although the sun, his father, isn't so happy with it. This is becasue his father hates earth people, he thinks that they are no good, and that they can't be trusted. On the other had Morning Star's mother, the Moon, loves the girl. One day Feather Woman's curiosity gets the best of her and she looks under a sacred root, then the Sun finds out and says that she must return home, with her son. This she does, and she is miserable when she returns, because she was truly in love with Morning Star, and loved her life in the Star Country (The place that Morning Star, Moon, and Sun lived) and then eventually, because of her misery she died, with a broken heart.
I thought that this story was really sad, except it showed us how important obedience was to the American Indians. It shows us a lot about the style of writing, which I am learing to like more and more, it feels very poetic, although it is just a short story (well myth).

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