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Blackfoot - Lost Children
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There were once six young brothers who were orphans. They lived from handouts and wore castaway clothing. No one cared much about them except the camps pack of dogs. The boys loved the dogs and played with them all day. People were unkind to the boys because of their ragged clothes and uncombed hair. The brothers were teased by the other children who wore fine buffalo robes. The boys no longer wanted to be people. They considered becoming flowers but the buffalo would eat them. Stones? No, stones could be broken. Water could be drank, trees could be cut up and burned. They decided they wanted to be stars. Stars are always beautiful and always safe. Up went the boys to the sky to become stars. The Sun welcomed the boys and the Moon called them her lost children. Tehn the Sun punished the people with a drought. Meanwhile the people heard the dogs howling at the sky. The dogs missed the boys. Finely the dog chief asked the Sun for pity because drought hurts all creatures. Then the rains came.
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