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| It is the year 2000 and Noah lives in the United States. The Lord speaks to Noah and says: "In one year I am going to make it rain and cover the whole earth with water until all is destroyed. But I want you to save the righteous people and two of every kind of living thing on the earth. Therefore, I am commanding you to build an Ark.: In a flash of lightning. God delivered the specifications for an ark. Fearful and trembling, Noah took the plans and agreed to build the Ark. "Remember," said the Lord, "You must complete the Ark and bring everything aboard in one year." Exactly one year later, a fierce storm cloud covered the earth and all the seas of the earth went into a tumult. The Lord saw Noah sitting in his front yard weeping. "Noah." He shouted, "Where is the Ark?" "Lord please forgive me!" cried Noah. "I did my best but there were big problems. First, I had to get a permit for construction and the plans did not comply with the codes, I had to hire an engineering firm and redraw the plans. Then I got into a fiight with OSHA over whether or not the Ark needed a fire sprinkler system and floatation devices. Then my neighbor abjected, claiming I was violating zoning ordinances by building the Ark in my front yard, so I had to get a variance from the city planning commission. I had problems getting enought wood for the Ark, because there was a ban on cutting trees to protect the Spotted Owl. I finally convinced the U. S. Forest Service that I needed the wood to save the owls. Howerer, the Fish and Wildlife Service won't let me catch any owls. So, no owls. The carpenters formed a union and went out on strike. I had to negotiate a settlement with the National Labor Union. Now I have 16 carpenters on the Ark, but still no owls. When I started rounding up the other animals, I got sued by an animal rights group. They objected to me only taking two of each kind aboard. Just when I got the suit dismissed, the EPA notified me that I could not complete the Ark without filing an environmental impact statement on your proposed flood. They didn't take very kindly to the idea that they had no jurisdiction over the condut of the Creator of the universe. Then the Army Corps of Engineer demanded a map of the proposed new flood plans. I sent them a glove. Right now, I am trying to resolve a complaint filed tith the Equal Employment Opportunity Commission that I am practicing discrimination by not taking godless, unbelieving people abord! The IRS has seized all my assets, clainimg that I'm building the Ark in preparation to flee the country to avoid paying taxes. I just got a notice from the state that I owe some kind of user tax and filded to register the Ark as a recreational wter craft. "Finally the ACLU got the courts to issue an injuction against further construction of the Ark, saying that since God id flooding the earth, it is a religious event and therefore unconstitutional. I really don't think I can finish the Ark for4 another 5 or 6 years!" Noah wailed. The sky began to clear, the sun began to shine and the seas began to calm. A rainbow arched across the sky. Noah looked up hopefully. "You mean you are not going to destroy the earth?" "No," said the Lord sadly. "The government already has." |
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| Noah's Ark - 2001 ??? |
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| .How the Deer Got His Antlers Cherokee Ledgon. |
| . Cherokee, stories were always told in go-la (wintertime). Thats when the harvesting is done, and it's not yet time to begin planting. Everything is very very quiet, it's usually snowing outside, and except for the hunters, everyone has to stay inside next to the fire ( a-tsi-la ), where it is warm and comforatable. Wintertime is also the best time to tell stories because that's when the snakes are asleep, and they can't hear what we are saying. My Grandfather told me this story..a good rabbit story..and the rabbit is said to be the leader of mischeif among the Cherokee. May you enjoy that which was handed down to the "Seventh Generation"! A long time ago, deer (a-wi) had no antlers whatsoever. His head was just as bald as a doe's head; with no antlers at all. And deer and rabbit started arguing one day about who's the fastest. The rabbit (tsi-s-du) said, " I am the fastest. Let's wager". Ts-s-du said, "Alright that is good, but what shall be the prize?" They thought for awhile and they thought, " I think a headdress like A-we-quo, the elk, would be nice." And they both agreed. So while the conjurers were talking with A-we-quo and the spirits to make this marvelous prize for the race, Tsi-s-du and A-wi went out to set the course. Tsi-s-du said, " I've never been in this area before. Perhaps I should go and look to make sure where to go and what landmarks are so I can get back and it will be a fair race." They thought that that was a good idea, so while they were working on other things, Tsi-s-du went off. After awhile Tsi-s-du didn't come back, and the people said, "I wonder what that old rabbit is up to? Maybe we'd better go see." And they went out into the forest and found old rabbit was eating a hole through the underbrush making a road so it would be easy for him to win the race. They came back and told the animal people, "Rabbit is cheating. He is making a road for himself." They said, "That should not be." And all the animal people went to see, and sure enough, there was rabbit eating away at the underbrush. They said, "This is no good. You have cheated, therefore there will be no race and the prize will go to A-wi. He, the ga-la-gi-ni, the buck, will wear the headdress." And that's how deer got antlers and why Tsi-s-du, to this day, eats the plants,..because that's what he did then. That ends our story, but with it comes a responsibility. For you now become the story teller as you pass the wintertime Cherokee stories along to your friends and to your children some day. And the stories continue. You see, the story only lives when it's being told. If it isn't told, the story dies. That's somehting w emust never let happen. These are good stories, remember them always and tell them to all your youngsters... |
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