The fundamentalist Christians want creationism taught in school. Now, I don’t have a problem teaching their story of creation as long as it is not part of a science class because creationism isn’t science. If creationism is part of a social studies curriculum along with other stories of creation, than I feel it is perfectly fine to teach it. Most cultures have stories about how it all began. Here’s one that I would like to share.
The Native Americans of the Northwest give power to animals, especially to Raven. No, this is not our Raven but Raven who brought the sun, the stars, and the moon to our dark planet.
No one knows just how the story of Raven really begins, so each starts from the point where he does know it. Here it was always begun in this way. Raven was first called Kit-ka’ositiyi-qa-yit (“Son of Kit-ka’ositiyi-qa”). When his son was born, Kit-ka’ositiyi-qa tried to instruct him and train him in every way and, after he grew up, told him he would give him strength to make a world. After trying in all sorts of ways, Raven finally succeeded. Then there was no light in this world, but it was told him that far up the Nass was a large house in which some one kept light just for himself.
Raven thought over all kinds of plans for getting this light into the world and finally he hit on a good one. The rich man living there had a daughter, and he thought, “I will make myself very small and drop into the water in the form of a small piece of dirt.” The girl swallowed this dirt and became pregnant. When her time was completed, they made a hole for her, as was customary, in which she was to bring forth, and lined it with rich furs of all sorts. But the child did not wish to be born on those fine things. Then its grandfather felt sad and said, “What do you think it would be best to put into that hole? Shall we put in moss?” So they put moss inside and the baby was born on it. Its eyes were very bright and moved around rapidly.
What I find interesting in this story is the “virgin birth” of Raven. The story goes on to tell how Raven, the beloved grandson cons the rich man into giving him the boxes that hold the sun, the stars and the moon. Once Raven has possession of these boxes, he opens them and releases the light into the sky and our planet is no longer in darkness. You can read the complete story here.
Sometimes Raven sounds like a scoundrel and at other times, he does what is needed to be done. To the Tlingit, there is no good and there is no evil. It is just the way it is.
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