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Show 3 The words his father told him rang in his ears, "When the thunder roars three times, run from the pool to the highest bank - a flash-flood may Hollow. Then again, if there is no rain, swim until the water is gone. If there is only mud, lie in it until the sun cruls it on your body and the hot winds blow it away." He started toward the Hogan early. When he grew tired, he sat' down to rest. A Navajo family came riding by in a wagon. Children Somli knew at the school the year before, seeing Somli, stood up in the wagon pointing their fingers and yelling, "There is the weak one. He cannot walk. He cannot go to school!" Somli saw the mother turn from the wagon seat to shake one and put her hand over his mouth. But that did not stop the yelling for he heard it long after the wagon was out of sight. "Weak one," Somli said aloud, "They always say that." We opened his pouch and pulled out the blue feather and smiled remembering what his father had said. He was very tired when he reached the Hogan. His mother spread a white goat skin for him to lie on. He told his mother what the children had yelled to him. He watched her take a goat skin, beat the evil spirits from the Hogan; flapping the rug like a great wind. The mother threw down her rug with satisfaction, "Now, I make sure no evil will come here!" When the children came in with the goat herd, Somli told what had happened, and they were angry. They' began telling how the father who lived too long by the railroad tracks in Gallup, now he comes to Navajo land with his bad children. One is named Coyote, one |