some old love story
so ive been reading some love stuff and i remembered this story from when i was in maybe 4th grade and its in my own words since i cant quote from that long ago XD....its kind of sad..but still loving....
back in the days of old when the indian tribes still ruled the lands, there was a tribe that held annual hoop dances for celebrating the harvest. a boy and a girl that never knew each other danced together and they became interested in each other.
after hours of dancing the night away, the boy said to the girl "i play the flute. maybe one time you could listen." "i would love to." the girl said. "i'll play up in the hills every day at sun rise and to tell me that you were listening, send a leaf downstream." he said. teh girl agreed and they both went home. the next day at sunrise, the boy played on his flute and the girl listened and sent the leaf.
this went on fo a few years until the boy had to go hunting with the men and the girl didnt know. so she did as she always did, go to the stream and send the leaf. she heard no music. "maybe the wind carried it away." she said and sent the leaf.
everyday she went to stream and heard no music. she had thought that the boy forgot about her! she was filled with despair and became very sick and eventually died.
soon the boy came back and played his flute in the hills. no leaf. "maybe shes late." he thought as he played again. still no leaf. he went down to the village and heard the news that she died.
"i can take you to her burial sight." said the girls mother. she took him to teh grave and there he cried and soon died of a broken heart. :( very sad i know but this story was always touching to me so i decided to share this story.
after hours of dancing the night away, the boy said to the girl "i play the flute. maybe one time you could listen." "i would love to." the girl said. "i'll play up in the hills every day at sun rise and to tell me that you were listening, send a leaf downstream." he said. teh girl agreed and they both went home. the next day at sunrise, the boy played on his flute and the girl listened and sent the leaf.
this went on fo a few years until the boy had to go hunting with the men and the girl didnt know. so she did as she always did, go to the stream and send the leaf. she heard no music. "maybe the wind carried it away." she said and sent the leaf.
everyday she went to stream and heard no music. she had thought that the boy forgot about her! she was filled with despair and became very sick and eventually died.
soon the boy came back and played his flute in the hills. no leaf. "maybe shes late." he thought as he played again. still no leaf. he went down to the village and heard the news that she died.
"i can take you to her burial sight." said the girls mother. she took him to teh grave and there he cried and soon died of a broken heart. :( very sad i know but this story was always touching to me so i decided to share this story.
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