Pima Native American Lore
A long time ago the Bluebird's feathers
were a very dull ugly colour. It lived
near a lake with waters of the most
delicate blue which never changed
because no stream flowed in or out.
Because the bird admired the blue water,
it bathed in the lake four times every
morning for four days, and every
morning it sang:

There's a blue water.
It lies there.
I went in.
I am all blue.

On the fourth morning it shed all
its feathers and came out in its bare
skin, but on the fifth morning it
came out with blue feathers.

All the while, Coyote had been
watching the bird. He wanted to jump
in and catch it for his dinner, but he
was afraid of the blue water. But
on the fifth morning he said to
the Bluebird: "How is it that all
your ugly colour has come out of your
feathers, and now you are all blue
and sprightly and beautiful? You are
more beautiful than anything that
flies in the air. I want to be
blue, too."

"I went in only four times," replied
the Bluebird.

It then taught Coyote the song it
had sung.

And so Coyote steeled his courage and
jumped into the lake. For four
mornings he did this, singing the
song the Bluebird had taught him,
and on the fifth day he turned as
blue as the bird.

That made Coyote feel very proud. He
was so proud to be a blue coyote that
when he walked along he looked about
on every side to see if anyone was
noticing how fine and blue he was.

Then he started running along very
fast, looking at his shadow to see
if it also was blue. He was not
watching the road, and presently
he ran into a stump so hard that it
threw him down upon the ground and he
became dust-coloured all over.

And to this day all coyotes are the
colour of dusty earth.


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