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Think most a fourth dimension you faced a challenge.
Did you think you would overcome that challenge? Or did your religion in yourself start to slip a lilliputian?
Well, nosotros're virtually to see a tiny character who believes in herself, big time… even when others don't.
Our story is called "The Fire On The Other Side Of The World." Versions of this tale come from the Cherokee people: Native Americans who originally lived in the southeastern woodlands of the United States.
Voices in this episode include Amy Brentano, Maurice Emmanuel Parent, Chris Tucci and Yeardley Smith. Yeardley plays Lisa Simpson in the Fox animated series, The Simpsons, now in its 31st season. And for you grown-ups who admire those true-crime podcasts, Yeardley hosts and produces a fascinating podcast about private investigators in Pocket-sized Town, USA.
This episode was adjusted for Circle Round by Rebecca Sheir. It was edited past Virginia Marshall. Original music and audio blueprint is by Eric Shimelonis. Our artist is Sabina Hahn.
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Things To Think About Later Listening
Think about a task you'd like to accomplish. Then detect a grown-upwards and talk with them near what you'd like to exercise, and how y'all'll make it happen. Be equally creative equally you can... just like our itsy-bitsy, pottery-making spider!
Musical Spotlight: Native American Drone Flute
In a way, playing the Native American drone flute is like having your own choir: because of its two wooden tubes, the flute plays 2 notes at the same time! One side of the flute plays the tune, while the other plays a constant note (or "drone"). Traditionally, Native American peoples accept played the flute equally accompaniment in spiritual rituals and meditation. In our episode, nosotros use it to back-trail action and gamble!
Story Transcript
NARRATOR: Long ago… the world was a cold, dark identify. At that place was no sun… no stars… no light or fire whatsoever.
Back in those early times, animals ruled the earth… and the poor creatures were always stumbling effectually, unable to see where they were going in the chilly, inky blackness.
One mean solar day… or was information technology dark?... the chief of the animals — Raven — glided downwardly from the sky… and made an declaration.
RAVEN: My friends! Y'all're not going to believe this, but... I've establish it!
NARRATOR: The animals stared at Raven — or tried to stare at Raven, considering, well, they were surrounded past darkness and couldn't really tell what they were looking at. The first to speak… was Possum.
POSSUM: Um, that's groovy, Raven... But, what are you lot talking about? What have y'all 'plant'?
NARRATOR: Raven blinked her circular, black eyes... and smiled.
RAVEN: 'What accept I found?' (coy, proud) Oh… you know… but a little something called... lite! And heat!
NARRATOR: The animals gasped. Buzzard fluttered his long, broad wings.
BUZZARD: Aw, surely you're joking, Raven! Everyone knows the globe is dark equally a dungeon! Cold equally one, as well!
RAVEN: I know! Just information technology doesn't have to be that manner! Non anymore! (beat) Yous encounter, today I flew way, fashion upwardly in the sky… higher than I've ever flown earlier. And when I did, I saw something strange on the other side of the earth. It was hot… and bright... and glorious! It's called… fire!
POSSUM: / BUZZARD: "Fire"!?!!!!
RAVEN: Yeah! (beat) And as I swooped downwardly toward that fire, information technology got so hot, and so vivid, I had to turn around! Just maybe one of yous can go to the other side of the world… and bring back some fire! Whuddya say?
NARRATOR: The animals were quiet for a moment. Just then, a small-scale voice piped upward...
SPIDER: I'll do information technology!
NARRATOR: ...just the voice was so small... nobody heard it!
RAVEN: Oh, come on, folks! Surely one of y'all can try!
NARRATOR: Again, the modest voice cried out...
SPIDER: I said… I'll do it!
NARRATOR: ...but over again, nobody heard.
RAVEN: Alright, if no 1 volition volunteer themselves, I'll pick someone. Possum! You lot're a clever fellow. Tin yous bring u.s. burn down from the other side of the globe?
NARRATOR: Possum wiggled his pointy snout.
POSSUM: Well… I suppose I could give it a go!
RAVEN: That's the spirit!
NARRATOR: So Possum took a deep breath, and waddled his way to the other side of the earth. And what did he run across when he got at that place...
POSSUM: Oooooh!
NARRATOR: ...but a blazing brawl of reddish and orangish and yellowish!
POSSUM: (mesmerized) Fire!!
NARRATOR: The roaring, crackling flames were so hot, Possum began to worry about how he would transport any of them back home.
POSSUM: Hmmm… what to do, what to do... (a-ha moment) I know! I'll grab one of the flames and carry information technology in my hirsuite, bushy tail!
NARRATOR: Now, if you've ever seen a possum, y'all know their tails aren't "furry" or "bushy" at all, correct? They're skinny and pink!
Only dorsum when our story takes place… Possum'due south tail was covered with thick, fluffy fur. Thick, fluffy fur that was… the moment he tucked some fire into it... slowly getting sizzled.
But Possum didn't observe. And by the time he returned to the other side of the world…
POSSUM: Here I am, folks!
NARRATOR: ...the fire he'd tucked into his tail had gone out.
RAVEN: Possum! Where's the fire?
BUZZARD: And what'due south that... aroma?
NARRATOR: Possum reached back and grabbed his tail. That'south when he realized the fire was gone… and his tail was no longer fluffy or bushy. It was bare! And pink! The smell Buzzard was talking well-nigh was burnt fur!
Raven sighed.
RAVEN: Well, cheers for taking a crack at it, Possum. (trounce) Anyone else want to try and capture some burn?
SPIDER: Me, me, me!
NARRATOR: In that location was that tiny vocalism again! Only, just every bit before…
RAVEN: No takers? Actually?
NARRATOR: ...nobody heard information technology.
RAVEN: Fine. I'll choose someone else. (shell) Buzzard! What about you? You can fly far... and fast! Will yous bring back fire from the other side of the world?
NARRATOR: Buzzard snapped his hooked beak.
BUZZARD: Well… I suppose I could give it a shot!
RAVEN: Attaboy!
NARRATOR: And then Buzzard flapped his wings, and soared to the other side of the earth.
BUZZARD: Yikes, this fire is hot! How in the earth will I bring it home? (beat, a-ha moment) I know! I'll snatch one of the flames and stash it inside the long, lovely feathers on my head!
NARRATOR: Now, if you've ever seen a buzzard, you know their heads don't have long, lovely feathers on acme. In fact, their bald, nighttime heads don't have any feathers at all!
But dorsum when our story takes place, Buzzard'south head was covered with a thick, sleeky tuft of plumage. A thick, glossy tuft of plumage that... the moment he stuffed fire into it… was getting scorched.
But Buzzard didn't notice. And past the time he returned to the other side of the world…
BUZZARD: Ta-da!!!
NARRATOR: ...the fire on his head had gone out.
RAVEN: Buzzard! What did yous do with the fire?
POSSUM: And why do I smell something weird?
NARRATOR: Buzzard stretched out a wing and tapped his head. That's when he realized the burn down was gone… and it had singed off all of his long, lovely feathers! And now his dark head was completely bald!
Raven shrugged.
RAVEN: Well, Buzzard, thanks for giving information technology a whirl. (shell) I detest to say it, folks… but possibly we should only surrender.
NARRATOR: Yet again…
SPIDER: No, no, no!
NARRATOR: ...the modest phonation chirped out. And, yet over again…
POSSUM: Raven's right.
BUZZARD: We should surrender!
NARRATOR: ...nobody heard it.
RAVEN: I mean, expect, nosotros've washed what we can, right? Information technology'southward obvious that this burn is but as well hot for whatever of united states of america to possibly --
SPIDER: (fed up, more loudly/forcefully) Oh, for crying out loud!!!
NARRATOR: Raven cocked her head.
RAVEN: I'm distressing… did somebody say something?
SPIDER: Aye, somebody said something! I've been 'proverb something' all forth! (vanquish) I've been saying that I'll become and bring back the burn down! Me!
NARRATOR: Raven realized the tiny voice was coming from somewhere close to the basis. She stooped down as far as she could, until her beak got caught in something stringy and sticky.
RAVEN: (ad-lib reaction to getting caught in spider web) Blech! Yech! Yuck!
NARRATOR: That's when Raven realized exactly whose voice she'd been hearing. Simply this teeny-tiny critter couldn't bring back burn from the other side of the globe… Could she…?
Which animal do y'all call up Raven finally heard?
Nosotros'll detect out who information technology is, later on a quick break.
[BREAK]
NARRATOR: I'm Rebecca Sheir. Welcome back to Circumvolve Round. Today our story is called "The Fire On the Other Side of the World."
When nosotros left off, the animals were trying to bring back burn down from the other side of the earth.
Possum tried… simply he burnt the fur off his large, bushy tail and was left with a blank, pinkish one.
Buzzard tried… only he scorched all of his long, lovely head feathers, and became baldheaded.
Then, Raven… the principal of the animals… heard a voice. A wee little voice that had been trying to pipe up all along. When Raven bent down to hear better, her nib got caught in a stringy, sticky web!
RAVEN: (realizing who it is) Ohhhh! Spider! Is that you? I'thou sorry! You're and then small, none of us heard yous talking!
SPIDER: I know! But now that I accept your attention, I'one thousand telling you -- I'm the 1 who tin can bring back fire from the other side of the world.
NARRATOR: For a moment, everyone was silent. Then, Possum and Buzzard outburst out laughing.
POSSUM: (laughing) That'due south hilarious, Spider! You're so modest! And weak!
BUZZARD: (laughing) You really call back you lot can succeed where we big, strong animals failed?
NARRATOR: Spider crossed her arms. All eight of them.
SPIDER: Actually, yes! I can succeed. I know I can. (beat) Just you wait.
NARRATOR: Dissimilar the animals earlier her, Spider didn't leave for her journey right away. Instead, she crawled over to the river, where she reached into the earth and dug up some wet clay. So she molded the clay into a small pot with thick walls. She dropped a twig inside, and covered the pot with a snug dirt hat.
Next, Spider spun a spider web that reached all the way to the other side of the globe. Strand by strand, she crept over to where the burn was, with the moist clay pot balanced on her back.
Equally Spider inched forward, the air sucked the moisture out of the clay pot. By the time Spider spotted the red, orange and xanthous flames, the pot on her back was nice and dry out. Spider removed the pot's chapeau and gazed at the fire.
SPIDER: (sincere) Mighty Fire... I thank you for your glorious lite, and your wonderful heat. With your permission, may I please accept 1 humble flame to place in my clay pot?
NARRATOR: Simply then, a tiny flame leapt from the blaze. It landed in Spider's clay pot… and gear up the twig within on burn!
SPIDER: Aye!!!
NARRATOR: Spider dropped the chapeau over the pot and climbed her spider web back habitation. As she traveled, the burning twig kept the burn down in the dirt pot going… and the burn cooked the pot until it was solid and strong.
SPIDER: Well, anybody! I'm back!
NARRATOR: Possum and Buzzard rolled their optics.
POSSUM: Certain, she'southward back, merely where'southward the fire?
BUZZARD: I told yous she was too puny to succeed!
SPIDER: Oh, on the reverse!
NARRATOR: Spider removed the clay pot from her back and lifted up the chapeau. Immediately, all the animals were bathed in light and heat.
For the first fourth dimension ever, Raven could run across her friends clearly. She gazed into Spider's eyes. All eight of them.
RAVEN: You lot did it, Spider! You brought back fire from the other side of the world!
NARRATOR: Through the flickering flames, Possum and Buzzard smiled... sheepishly.
POSSUM: (sheepish) Manner to go, Spider!
BUZZARD: (sheepish) Lamentable we doubted you.
SPIDER: Well, the important thing is that I never doubted myself! (vanquish) But listen… if we're going to brand this fire terminal, I need your aid, friends. Quick every bit you can, please fetch me some dry wood! Leaves, too!
NARRATOR: The animals sprang into action, grabbing branches and sticks, twigs and leaves, and stacking them college and higher. Carefully, Spider opened her dirt pot and tossed the smoldering twig onto the towering pile of kindling. Immediately, the unabridged affair caught fire.
RAVEN: / POSSUM: / BUZZARD: (mesmerized, impressed) Woah!!!!
NARRATOR: But Spider wasn't done. She plucked a peppery stick from the raging bonfire and placed it inside her clay pot. Then she whispered something in Raven's ear.
RAVEN: You've got information technology, Spider! I'm on information technology!
NARRATOR: Raven clutched the clay pot in her talons and flew to the top of a tall mountain. She opened the lid and hurled the flaming stick high into the sky. And so, she took the sparks from the bottom of the pot and tossed those into the sky, also.
And do y'all know why…?
Well… the flames from the stick… became the sunday!
And the sparks from the bottom of the pot… became the stars.
So… according to legend… today we have burn on earth... and in the skies. We also take pottery… the art of molding wet clay, drying it out, then cooking it with fire to make pots, bowls, jugs, and other useful things.
And to think: it all began with an itsy-bitsy fauna whose enormous spark of organized religion never burnt out.
Source: https://www.wbur.org/circleround/2019/11/05/the-fire-on-the-other-side-of-the-world
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