here's one from Leslie Marmon Silko, a famous Laguna poet: Toe'osh: A Laguna Coyote Story
In the wintertime at night we tell coyote stories and drink Spanada by the stove. How coyote got his ratty old fur coat bits of old fur the sprrows stuck on him with dabs of pitch. That was after he lost his proud original one in a poker game. anyhow, things like that are always happening to him, that's what he said, anyway. And it happened to him at Laguna and Chinle and Lukachukai too, because coyote got too smart for his own good. But the Navajos say he won a contest once. It was to see who could sleep out in a snowstorm the longest and coyote waited until chipmunk badger and skunk were all curled up under the snow and then he uncovered himself and slept all night inside and before morning he got up and went out again and waitied until the others got up before he came in to take the prize. Some white men came to Acoma and Laguna a hundred years ago and they fought over Acoma land and Laguna women, and even now some of their descendants are howling in the hills southeast of Laguna. Charlie Coyote wanted to be governor and he said that when he got elected he would run the other men off the reservation and keep all the women for himself. One year the politicians got fancy at Laguna. They went door to door with hams and turkeys and they gave them to anyone who promised to vote for them. On election day all the people stayed home and ate turkey and laughed. The Trans-Western pipeline vice president came to discuss right-of-way. The Lagunas let him wait all day long because he is a busy and important man. And late in the afternoon they told him to come back again tomorrow. They were after the picnic food that the special dancers left down below the cliff. And Toe'osh and his cousins hung themselves down over the cliff holding each other's tail in their mouth making a coyote chain until someone in the middle farted and the guy behind him opened his mouth to say "What stinks?" and they all went tumbling down, like that. Howling and roaring Toe'osh scattered white people out of bars all over Wisconsin. He bumped into them at the door until they said "Excuse me" And the way Simon meant it was for 300 or maybe 400 years. On 8/23/05, S. Isaac Dealey <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > > you mean as in those stories that start out with coyote > > waking up in a > > ditch? Ok... just wondered if it was a technical term in > > anthropology. > > > Dana > > lol... no I don't recall reading any of the hang-over stories... :) > but no, it's not anthropological. ;) > > > > s. isaac dealey 954.522.6080 > new epoch : isn't it time for a change? > > add features without fixtures with > the onTap open source framework > > http://www.fusiontap.com > http://coldfusion.sys-con.com/author/4806Dealey.htm > > > > > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~| Find out how CFTicket can increase your company's customer support efficiency by 100% http://www.houseoffusion.com/banners/view.cfm?bannerid=49 Message: http://www.houseoffusion.com/lists.cfm/link=i:5:170803 Archives: http://www.houseoffusion.com/cf_lists/threads.cfm/5 Subscription: http://www.houseoffusion.com/lists.cfm/link=s:5 Unsubscribe: http://www.houseoffusion.com/cf_lists/unsubscribe.cfm?user=89.70.5 Donations & Support: http://www.houseoffusion.com/tiny.cfm/54
