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Show it to tha willow. When he lifted it up to pour the water, K3 ran to him saying, "Why do you water the willow?" "So it will grow and from the middle willow I will make a flute," replied the boy. "Ho, hoj ho, you water the willow when it is already wet," cried Kleeka pretending bravery. "I watered it first so the middle willow is mine." The boy was angry and he turned quickly to drive his sheep to the spring. When they finished drinking, he drove them away and Kleeka saw him no more that day. Yet Kleeka was troubled for a time, wondering what might happen. A good thing I told him, thought Kleeka, or he would come again. He lay down on the warm sand to think, soon the bird with the blue under its wing came again to pack at the tiny willow leaves. The other bird came circling the sky and lit on a rock. The bird sang and Kleeka sang. Who cares if the boy was angry, thought Kleeka. la Ta Ho, he sang. YA TA 123, came the echo like the waving of a bird's wing. Ya Ta Ho Cheeeeeeee, he sang again. Me uiggled happily at the echo. Until the sun was in the middle of the sky, he sang. |