Long time ago Creator looked down upon his people and though all
  was good something was missing.. he thought for a time what
  it could be.. they were healthy, happy, but something was
  empty... and it suddenly came to him what it was.. that the
  people he had created did not have the Creation stories to
  tell their descendants where they came from and how the
  Mother Earth begin, how the trees grew, and the fish swam,
  how the Grandmother Moon shown at night and Father sky grew
  light by day... that life begin in the East...and he thought
  how could he tell his people their Creations Stories in such
  a way it would pass on and on from descedant to
  descendant... till end of time... as he was thinking he
  heard the birds singing and teaching there young to sing...
  and he knew then what he must do, and so he called on his
  favorite bird the Crow... now back then the Crow was the
  most beautiful bird of all birds.. he had colored feathers
  of blue, red, yellow, green, and his voice was beautiful...
  Creator had created him this way..

  Creator called the Crow to his side.. and said "Crow I
  need you to do something very important", I am going to
  teach you songs, songs that tell of Creation and the
  begining of time and then I want you to teach these songs to
  the people so that they may pass they may share them with
  each other and pass them on to their children,, I want you
  to do this in a good way with love and paitience and tell
  the people that they must share these songs with everyone so
  that they will always remember where life begins...

  The Crow became very excited that he was chosen to this
  task by the Creator and so the Creator begin teaching the
  Crow all the Creations Stories and the Crow sang song after
  song after song...

  The next morning the Crow sat high up in his tree,, singing
  the first Creation song and some of the people heard him and
  begin to walk over to where the Crow sang... and they
  thought "oh how beautiful the song was,. and they
  called out to him "Crow what is this song you sing...
  please teach us " Crow looked down on the people and
  puffing his chest told them "These are Birdsongs.. that
  tell of life and Creation you must pass these on to your
  children and so on you must pass them on with love and
  paitience" The people agreed and so the Crow begin to
  sing... the first song and then told the people to go home
  and learn it.... to come back the next day... The next day
  more people came,, Grandma's and Grampa's Auntys and
  Uncles,,, and many little ones... "Sing to us Crow
  " they called out and so Crow looking down upon all
  those people suddenly felt something strange.. inside him...
  a sense of power.. he thought this must be what the Creator
  feels like..and so as he begin the second song he stopped in
  the middle of it and said "Come back tommorow that is
  all for now" the people went home with half a song.

  The Crow sat in his tree preening his beautiful feathers
  and singing softly to himself he thought.. I am the not only
  beautiful with all these beautiful colorful feathers I also
  have the most glorious voice on all Mother Earth... and now
  all the people come to me, I am important!, So the people
  came knowing how good it was to know these songs...to carry
  them on in a good way,,, and the Crow would only give them
  parts of songs and tell them to come back another time...
  his ego grew so big that when the people tried to sing the
  songs he scolded them telling them they sang it wrong and
  that since the Creator had taught him they were his songs
  and not theirs.
  The sun rose as Crow awoke on his tree his first thought
  was "ugh the people will come today.. they do not need
  these songs, they are not worthy of them.. I am the
  beautiful one,, I am the best singer.. I am the one who
  knows the Creations stories these songs belong to me!"
  So when the people came he turned them away... and the
  Creator watched and listened in sadness...

  "CROW!" he called in a booming voice so loud the
  people ran and hid for they had never heard Creators voice
  this way. Crow almost fell out of his tree with fear.... but
  Creator appeared and said to him sadly " I gifted these
  Creation songs to you so that you would share them with the
  people in a good loving way, so that they they would know
  where life begin and they would share for all time with
  their descendants and all the people.. but you have kept

  them to yourself becomming concieted, arrogant and greedy..
  I have blessed you with beauty and song but from this day on
  YOU will no longer have these blessings nor your descendants
  .and the people will have to find another way...

  Crow knew what he had done was wrong but there was nothing
  he could do about it and no matter how hard he tried to sing
  the people would not listen or look at him any longer and so
  that is why today when you see the Crow he no longer has the
  beautiufl colored feathers but is dark. and void of color
  and his voice is squawking and full of garbled sounds...

  Note: We are here to share what the Creator has gifted us
  with so that our children can carry on the traditions, the
  songs and our beautiful culture, it doesnt matter what
  Indian Nation we are all
  connected.

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