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Show THE GOSHUTES W E S H A L L R E M A I N : U TA H I N D I A N C U R R I C U L U M G U I D E 55 Long before there were people, there was a place called the Ibapah Valley. On one large mountain lived Coyote, but he did not have the whole mountain to himself. Mother Hawk had a nest in a tree high up on that mountain as well. One morning Mother Hawk caught a small mouse. It would be her breakfast. Coyote saw Mother Hawk catch the mouse, and he thought it should be his breakfast. He decided to think of a way to turn Mother Hawk's breakfast into his breakfast. Spotting a rabbit hopping through the trees, he made his plan. Coyote told Mother Hawk that she was so strong and graceful that she deserved the fat juicy rabbit for her breakfast. A powerful creature like Mother Hawk shouldn't be satisfied with a tiny mouse for break-fast, he continued. As Mother Hawk glanced up to see the rabbit, Coyote grabbed the mouse right out of her talons. Mother Hawk became powerfully angry. Her mighty voice cried, "Return my breakfast you trickster." Coyote argued back, "What if I don't?" He quickly swallowed the small mouse. Mother Hawk flew high into sky beating her strong wings with all her might. From high above she watched that trick-ster Coyote. When he wasn't paying attention she swooped down on him. At the last moment Coyote saw her and jumped free from her attack. Mother Hawk's talons scraped the earth, gouging into the mountain that was their home. Her anger only grew when she missed hitting Coyote. Up again she rose into the sky, and down again she dove for Coyote with her talons out. Once again Coy-ote jumped free at the last moment. Coyote wondered how long his luck would last; he wondered how long Mother Hawk's rage would last. THE TALE OF PIA TOYA Deep Creek Range |