Raven and Noah’s
Noah was a wise man. He had known the storm was coming and had built a big boat. He named his boat the
After three days of rain, the ground was completely covered with water. After seven days of rain, the big, heavy
Noah found Raven, the smartest of all the birds. “Mr. Raven,” Noah said, “please come here.” He addressed Raven with respect because what he was asking was serious. “I need you to leave the
“Caw, caw,” said Raven, agreeing to do this most dangerous and important job.
For three long days, Raven flew over the water, but he found no land. By the fifth day, he noticed the water was receding. Below him he saw the first small patch of dry ground. On the seventh day, Raven saw a whole mountain above the water and flew toward it. He was very tired by now and wanted to rest for a while.
When he landed he found the opening of a cave in the side of the mountain. Raven was a curious bird so he hopped, quietly, from spot to spot, until he was inside. In the darkness he saw a group of people huddled around a small fire.
A man saw him and shouted, “Raven, come here, share our fire. We have stored plenty of wood. You are welcome to join me and my family.”
Raven hopped to the fire and spread his tired wings to the warmth.
“Tell us, Raven,” said the man, “where have you come from?”
“Caw, cahaw, caaaw, ca, ca, caw,” said Raven, eager to share his story. But the people around the fire just stared at him, unable to understand.
But the man nodded. He was a great shaman and knew the language of animals.
“When you have rested, take this deerskin to your master. He must know others have survived.” The man traced the outline of his hand onto the deerskin with a piece of charcoal from the fire. “When he sees this he will know you found us.”
After a short nap, Raven began the long trip back to the
When Raven finally found the
“Caw, cahaw,” said Raven. He dropped the deerskin at Noah’s feet.
“You crazy bird,” said Noah, “Dove found this mountain four days ago. Where have you been?”
Noah bent to pick up the deerskin. He unrolled it and saw the freshly drawn outline of a hand, a human hand.
“We are not alone,” Noah whispered to himself, dancing in a circle. “We are not alone!”
Noah bent down to Raven and whispered, “Thank you, wise bird. But this must remain our secret. The others will want to leave to find these new people. But this is our new home. I can feel it. We must say here.”
Raven knew Noah was a very wise man. “Caw, caw,” said Raven, agreeing.
So Noah and his sons, each with a wife and children, settled the new land. Their crops grew healthy and plentiful. The animals multiplied and filled the land. Everyone was very happy. Raven kept his promise, and his secret. He allowed Dove to be the hero who found their new home. But, in his heart, he knew the truth.