Stories needed for Peace Forest

Stories are still asked to send by ENO coordinators. The book will be online by 16th of September. The idea is that each day a new story appeare on the main page until 15th of Septmeber 2012. 365 stories or tales by ENO students around the world.

A story from St Kitts

Sue the Bird

Far in the mountains in St. Kitts a little bird named Sue was flying late in the cold and windy night back to Cayon with her two eggs, but the wind was too heavy for her to fly in. So the little bird flew down in the dark forest and saw a tree with a hole in it. So Sue flew up and went in the hole to rest for the night.

The next day Sue woke up and saw a butterfly, a ladybug and a snail in front of her. "Who are you?" asked the snail. "I am Sue", replied the bird. "I'm Sandra the butterfly, Molly the Snail and Dolly the ladybug" said Sandra.  "How did you get here?" asked Molly. Sue told them what had happened to her the other night. They felt sorry for Sue. "We are going to help you" said the ladybug. "I am happy for your help" said Sue.

They went out of the hole and went on the ground. "Hey! Sue, can't you fly back to Cayon?" asked Dolly. "Yes" she answered. But when Sue flapped her wings she could not fly. They wondered why Sue could not fly; it was a mystery to them. They could not worry about that. They walked and walked until Molly was tired. Molly got back up and started walking. "Aren't you guys coming?" Sue was worried about her two eggs. "Don't worry" said Sandra. 

They went to a pelican named Ben for help. "What are we doing here?" said Sue. "We are here so Mr. Ben and you could fly back to Cayon." Mr. Ben was ready to go but Sue told him to wait, "are you guys coming or not?" They were so happy they went with her to Cayon. Sue went back to the tree where she left her nest. She was in time to see her two eggs hatched. Sue was so happy her friends from the forest told her that they were going to stay with her, and from that day on they lived happily ever after. 

A story from Argentina

The call of Lanin

The araucana pigeon puma and returned to the Andean Patagonian forest and told how they lived, they were all listening attentively: coihue, Raulí, oak Pellin, Ñire, mixed with beautiful flowers of all colors: Mutisia, Amancay and Orchids. They could not believe that the seeds of native trees grow so easily, and they had a land called Africa...
Also heard native wild animals as the pudu pudu, huemul, huillin, mara, the armadillo, the great condor and the ostrich. And the alien, brought from distant lands, such as wild boar, red deer, fox, wanted to hear what had the puma and the Pigeon araucana.
Colihue cane suddenly said: "What if we do the same here? If we sow seeds Pehuen?. We know how important forests for life. "
The camera was not so convinced, but agreed, like the cachana, they were talking about more. Then all together, trees, flowers, exotic and native animals, began to plant pine nuts, which are the seeds of pehuen. So happy were they not realize that this year, in June, the Wiñoy Tripantu (new year) had been different... no rain, no life.

Autumn is then presented cold, and most of the wolf spider family had to move or die. Leaves, did not stop the wind swirl.

And the summer... the summer surprised everyone with an unbearable heat. There was so much drought that huillín, who lives on the banks of streams and rivers, and had no ruka (home). The enormous huemul, I had no strength to search the rich grass that he loved and did not have. Could no longer see the forest monkey, jumping from branch to branch. The great condor and master of the heights could not raise his two meter wings. The maras were you want to run. Piches ate the dust of such drought. And the Pehuen seeds were dying ....

No way!" He said the cougar - this did not happen in Africa. They grew the seedlings... what has happened here...!"

Anybody understood anything... the climate, the soil was so changed...
Looking at this time was Pillan, the owner and master of Volcan Lanin, who immediately summoned an camarikun (Mapuche ancestral ceremony), to ask the mapu a little water. For three full days celebrating, offering and asking the Nuque mapu (Mother Earth) and the chao Antu (Father Sun) make it rain so that the seeds of Pehuen (Araucaria) and did not grow more drought.

Then the third night I talk killen (moon) and said "the mapu is threatened, no one hears their murmurs that come and go begging, screaming, do not destroy the Mapu, who let the perch swim in peace, that we kill the oil and gas waste. Woodpeckers that continue to make their homes in large trees and the cauquenes nesting on the banks of rivers. The earth calls for help from you, and make men understand that we are all necessary for the life of Wall Mapu. "

The tribes of animals proposed excited and surprised killen fulfill what had been requested. And it rained heavily for four days and then this could be seen as sticking the first leaves millenary Pehuen. Each animal promised to bring the message to a man and a woman, not destruction and pollution not Wall Mapu (territory), and the importance of each being in this world.

Note: The tale contains words in the Mapuche language.