I  to tell you an Eskimo story. Nobody how long the Eskimos  in northern Canada on the shores of the Arctic Ocean. Their life usually very hard and although it  a little easier with the arrival of electricity and other modern conveniences, it by the climate and the need to hunt for food.

Before the time of supermarkets and imported food, in winter the only way to get fresh meat  by killing a seal. Seals  most of their time swimming in the water under the ice but from time to time they  to put their noses through a hole in the ice so that they can breathe. This  the moment when a patient hunter could strike at the seal with his weapon, a harpoon. This story  about one of these hunters. comfortably? Then I .

One day an old man seal hunting on the ice a short distance from the land. Near to his chosen hunting spot there a steep cliff, on top of which there  a high bank of snow. Below this cliff some children  and  while they  a game.

The hunter silent and motionless beside a breathing hole where he  a seal the day before. For a long time nothing ; then he  the sound of a seal breathing. Just as he his harpoon, ready to strike, the silence !! The noise of the children playing at the foot of the cliff the old man and  the seal, which  .

The old man  his harpoon in a bad mood and , 'Those children!! I wish they so noisy. If only they just then. I hope the cliff of snow  and  them!!'

Once more the hunter by the breathing hole. Again the seal   . And again just as the hunter to strike, the children  out laughing and the seal away unharmed.

The old hunter now upon his magic powers. He to the spirits which bad luck: 'When the children again, send snow to bury them!!'

Suddenly an avalanche of snow from the top of the cliff and  the children. Their cries for a long time, but gradually they  weaker until at last everyone silent.

When the parents of the children  what they  revenge. Just as they to catch him, the old man  upon his magic powers one last time and himself into the air. The parents him rise into the sky and turn into a shooting star.

On a clear night, if you carefully, you the old man running away across the sky.


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