Once upon a time, a long time ago, in Xia times,
there was a young, wise woman named Loawnu. She was very young to be the
village wise woman. Still, the people in the village trusted her. If you
had a problem, everyone knew you took it to Loawnu.
One day, the sky overhead darkened. The wind picked
up and blew wildly. Several young children ran up the hill to Loawnu's
home, dragging a basket behind them. The basket was overflowing with the
remains of blue flowers that had been yanked by the wind from the
"The sky has fallen," they screamed at
Loawnu. "The sky has fallen!"
The children knew this was a very bad time for this
to happen. Theirs was the village selected by many others to host this
year's Spring Festival. It was quite an honor. The village would be
disgraced without a sky. The children were too young to find husbands
and wives at the Festival. But their older sisters and brothers had been
talking of nothing else.
Loawnu sent the children back down the hill to
search for all the pieces of the sky. They tried their best, but the
children were worried. The wind had blown everything everywhere. What if
they had missed some pieces?
The next day, the children ran outside. With great
relief, they looked up at a bright blue sky. That night, when they
looked up at the sky, they could not believe their eyes. The sky had
always been dark at night. Loawnu had patched the sky with bright,
twinkling lights, just in time for the Spring Festival.
about Ancient China