i

Coyote and Iktomi

 

 

    One day Coyote and Iktomi were walking along. These two were good friends and liked doing things together. After awhile, they walked by Iya, the rock. This rock was covered with moss and was very old.
     Coyote and Iktomi stopped. Coyote said, "Look at this fine
rock. I'm sure it has great powers."
     Coyote took off the blanket he wore around his shoulders and
placed it over the rock
     "Here, Iya, this blanket is for you. It will keep you warm when
the cold winds blow."
     "What a nice person you are, Coyote," said Iktomi. "Giving your
blanket to Iya was a very generous thing to do."
     " Oh, that's just the way I am," Coyote replied. "I like to share
what I have with others."
     The two friends kept on walking. It wasn't long before the clouds covered the sun and rain began to fall. Harder and harder the rain fell. Then the rain turned to hail. Coyote and Iktomi looked for a place to wait until the hail stopped. They found a cave and went inside.
     But the cave was damp and cold. Iktomi didn't seem to mind. He was wearing his heavy buffalo robe. Coyote wasn't so lucky. He no
longer had his blanket to keep him warm. Coyote shivered and his
teeth chattered loudly.
     "This is awful," Coyote groaned. "Iktomi, go back and get my
blanket. That rock has always gotten along just fine without one. Hurry, before I freeze to death."
     Because he was a good and true friend, Iktomi did as Coyote wanted. He walked back along the path to where the rock was sitting. Iktomi asked Iya to return Coyote's blanket. Iya, the rock, was not about to give up the blanket. "No, I won't," said the rock. "I like my new blanket. I intend to keep what was given to me."

     Iktomi came back to the cave. He told Coyote the bad news.
     " Iya, the rock, is going to keep your blanket."
     " What?" Coyote shouted. "That no-good rock. He did nothing to
earn that blanket. He has no right to keep it. I'll go get it myself."
     But Iktomi warned Coyote. "Iya, the rock, has much power. You
may be sorry if you try to take the blanket from him."
     But Coyote had his mind made up, and he walked back to where the rock was sitting. "Hey, rock! What do you mean by keeping my blanket? You don't need it. Give it back now."
     The rock just looked at Coyote. Then he said, "No. I intend to keep what was given to me."
     "You are no friend of mine, rock. I might catch cold. It.would
be your fault. Don't you care if I freeze to death?"

     At that point Coyote grabbed the blanket away from Iya and wrapped it around his shoulders. "I'll show you!" Coyote said. "Now that's over."
     "You are mistaken, Coyote," said the rock. "We will see what happens next."
     Coyote went back to the cave where Iktomi waited. By this time, the rain and hail had stopped. The clouds cleared away and soon the sun was shining. Coyote and Iktomi came out of the cave. They sat on the ground while they ate their lunch of fry bread. When they finished eating they stretched out to let the sun warm them. All of a sudden Iktomi sat up and said to Coyote, "Do you hear that noise?"
      "What noise?" Coyote answered. "I hear nothing but insects
buzzing."
     " Listen harder," Iktomi replied. "It is a rumbling sound like thunder."
     Coyote pricked up his ears. "I hear it now, Iktomi."
     "The noise is coming closer," lktomi said.
     "I wonder what is making such a loud noise?" Coyote said.
     "I'm not sure, my friend, but I have a good idea," Iktomi replied.
     Just then the two friends saw a great rock crashing over the ground. It was Iya, the rock, headed straight toward them!
     "Let's get out of here! cried Iktomi. "Iya will squash us if we
don't move!"
     Coyote and Iktomi got to their feet and started to run. They ran as fast as they could away from the thundering rock. Iya rolled after them, coming closer and closer every minute.
     Iktomi called to Coyote, "Let's jump in the river and swim to the
other side. That rock is so heavy it will sink straight to the I bottom."
     So they dove into the water and started swimming. But Iya, the great rock, rolled into the river and swam over the water as if it were the hard ground.
     When that plan didn't work, Iktomi cried, "Let's head for the
forest. That big rock won't be able to get through all those trees."
     So they ran into the forest. When they looked back, they could see Iya rolling after them. The rock was crashing though the thick forest as if the trees were toothpicks. Coyote and Iktomi ran and ran until the forest was far behind them. They ran across the grasslands with Iya closing in on them.
     " I just remembered something, dear friend," Iktomi told Coyote.
"I have an appointment to keep. I must be going or I'll be late."
     With that, Iktomi changed himself into a spider and rolled into a
nearby mouse hole.
     Coyote was getting tired. He was running as fast as he could, but Iya was gaining on him. Then Iya, the great rock, caught up with Coyote and rolled right over him. Coyote was lying in the dirt, as flat as a pancake. Iya grabbed the blanket. As he rolled back to his spot on the road, he called out to Coyote. "I told you so. I will keep what was given to me."
     After a while a hunter happened by. He saw Coyote lying there flattened out .
     "Hm-m -m-m," the hunter said to himself. "That looks like a nice
rug. Someone must have lost it." So the hunter picked up Coyote and
slung him over his horse. When the hunter returned home, he unrolled Coyote right in front of his fire.
     In the old days when a Coyote was killed, he could come back to
life by pumping himself full of air. Coyote puffed and puffed. It
took him the whole night, but finally he was his regular shape once
again.
     The next morning the hunter's wife woke her husband. "Husband,"
she said, "I just saw your rug. It was running away."
     Coyote had learned his lesson. From that time on, whenever Coyote
gave something away, he never tried to take it back.
Now the story is ended.
Return to Programs Page