![]() The first two watched as this third came to the tree. The two men sat and talked of their troubles.Īs the two men talked, a third approached weeping. Why have you come here?" The newcomer, an Ottawa, said, "I too lost ten sons in war, and I lost myself in grief until I came to this place". The Ojibwe man said, "I lost ten sons in war and was so heartbroken that I wandered away to die, until I came to this tree. This newcomer was crying as he walked toward the tree, but eventually he saw the tree's beauty and stopped under it. The tree was so beautiful, and the view from under it was so tranquil, that the man forgot his sorrow, and eventually he was happy.Īs the Ojibwe man sat under the tree, he saw another man approaching in the distance. The tree also had one huge root that ran straight toward the center of the earth, and its center limb ran straight up into the sky. The tree had four long roots stretching to the north, east, south, and west, and four huge branches that extended in the same directions. The Ojibwe man walked and walked, and eventually he came to a huge tree. Each man mourned so much that they wandered away from their tribes, each looking for a place to die in the woods. Unbeknownst to him, there was an Ojibwe man who had lost ten sons in these battles, and there was an Ottawa man who had likewise lost ten sons. One Potawatomi man had ten sons, all of whom were killed in battle. These three tribes were enemies and fought many battles. Among these tribes were the Ojibwe, the Ottawa, and the Potawatomi. The red people became many tribes, and they spread across the land. This figure was baked just right, and it became the red people. Then he moved its limbs and breathed life into it, and it walked away. When this figure was done, he pulled it out of the fire and let it cool. He made a little figure and put it on the hearth, and this time he sat by the hearth and watched carefully as the figure baked. ![]() Then he scooped up some clay and cleaned it of any twigs or leaves, so that it was pure. He cleaned the ashes out of the hearth and built a new fire. Earthmaker realized that this figure was overbaked, and it became the black people.Įarthmaker decided to try one more time. When he pulled the second figure out of the fire and had let it cool, he moved its limbs and breathed life into it, and it walked away. This time he took a nap under a tree while the figure baked, and he slept longer than he intended. That figure became the white people.Įarthmaker decided to try again, and so he made another figure and put it on the hearth. ![]() Earthmaker nonetheless realized that it was only half-baked. When he pulled the figure out of the fire and had let it cool, he moved its limbs and breathed life into it, and it walked away. While it baked, he took some twigs and made tongs. Then he took some clay and made a small figure that he put in the hearth. He scooped out a hole in a stream bank and lined the hole with stones to make a hearth, and he built a fire there. However, there weren't any humans, and so one day he decided to make some. ![]() ![]() The first story is a Potawatomi story of the origin of humans, and the second concerns the Potawatomi, Ojibwe, and Ottawa peoples.Įarthmaker made the world with trees and fields, with rivers, lakes, and springs, and with hills and valleys. Creation Stories This story is really two stories that come from the Native American peoples of Wisconsin. ![]()
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