Hello to Hello and welcome to Iroquois History and Legends. I'm Andrew.

And I'm Caleb. And welcome to our fifth installment of Hone and Shoney Legends.

Now a lot of times people ask us, well, why do you do these side stories like this?

And to that, I would say that these tales are more than just legends.

These are stories that connect the wisdom and culture of the past to our present time and also to future times.

I like to picture that these are the same stories that were told by wise grandfathers and noble clan mothers and goofy uncles when they were

sitting in the longhouse on a cold winter or husking corn in the harvest. And these are not just

stories that were told a long, long time ago, but they're stories that are still told today.

And hopefully we'll be shared with future generations forever. So we wanted to share

this little short story with you before we talked about our other two tales. And this is kind of a

story that talks about stories, Caleb. That's right, Andrew. This is a story explaining where the

origin of stories come. Long ago, there were no stories. One day a young boy was checking his

rabbit snares. He was trapping rabbits to help provide food and furs for his family. He had

quite a few rabbits, and he tied them to his belt before starting for home. On his way home he grew tired and he

decided to sit down to rest by a large stone. As soon as he closed his eyes he

heard a voice that said give me one of your rabbits. The boy opened his eyes an

alarm. He looked around but no one was there.

He realized that the voice was coming from the stone.

He put one of his rabbits on top of the stone, which then proceeded to tell him a wonderful

story of how the birds got their feathers.

The next day the boy went back to the stone and gave it another gift.

The stone told him a different story. Every day the boy visited the stone. Every day he brought

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