SHARING

Across from my wigwam (Mi’kmaq Home) there was a beaver dam, in the cold heart of winter. The beaver gathered food all summer and fall, to last until spring.

Along came a mink. His family had disappeared after the first fall of snow. The mink had hurt his paw sliding on the snow and was very weak, and could not survive by himself in the forest.

The beaver now saw the mink on the bank near his dam, and started walking toward the mink. They soon became friends. The mink told the beaver what had happened and started to cry.

Then the beaver realized what he had to do. He told the mink that he could stay with him for the winter.

Now the beaver was worried about having enough food to last the winter. (The amount of wood beavers cut in the fall, will let people know what kind of winter we are going to have).

The beaver felt good about helping the mink.

All the animals in the forest had seen what the beaver had done, and visited the beaver and the mink. Every animal who came brought them gifts and food.

Now they would have enough food to last until spring.

Bring children to a beaver dam, to tell them the story. Victor James Muise ..Ancient Spirit of the White Wolf

Pikto'l Sa'ke'j Muise…VJM