Rainbow crow!

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I have had a very hectic weekend. While the weekend was a productive one, it has really tired me out. Another thing that bugged me and had me on my toes is crows. When we were running errands, I could hear crows flying somewhere above and kept getting scared that they might come too low and hit me. I have a good reason for this strange fear. My mom keeps food for all birds in our balcony, once while she was refilling their plate the crow misunderstood or I am not sure what happened but he hit my mom on skull with his feet. She was in pain for a week and scared for life. So anyway, I remembered that when this happened I had checked on why crows are so violent sometimes and what I found was incredible so I will reshare the story.

As mentioned, because they are always associated with negative things, I got curious about crows. The result to my curiosity is a beautiful story that proves yet again, not all good deeds are appreciated but someone has got to do them anyway. A crow is criticised for its hoarse voice, for its black color, it’s also said that crow bites when you lie. Poor creature. But ever thought why is it so? No? Read on:
The Native American legend of the Rainbow Crow was one i read a few days ago, and the story fascinated me. In a time when the world was in darkness, and plagued with bitter cold, causing illness, hunger and death, where no animal would survive, it was decided that a meeting with the Creator was in order, and the strongest and bravest of the birds was selected for the task, and also the most beautiful one of them all; The Rainbow Crow, whose plumage in shimmering colors of rainbow hues, was more magnificent than all the birds in the sky, and he sang more beautifully than a nightingale. He flew thousands of miles till he met with the Creator, who out of admiration and pity pushed a stick into the blazing sun, and handed it to the Rainbow Crow, who flew back to earth with it. But, the journey was long, and the burden of the fiery stick was heavy, its scorching heat burning through the stick, burning the crow’s feathers, till they were as black as soot, the smoke from the flames settling in his throat, killing his song forever, just as he plunged through the sky and entered earth. The fire brought heat and warmth, the snows melted and there was water to help fertilize the land, and all the animals rejoiced, except the crow, who sat apart, saddened by his loss. Till he heard a voice in the wind, and the Creator spoke to him: The animals will honor you for the sacrifice you made for them, and man will not hunt you because your flesh is charred and will taste like smoke. Your voice is raspy and not fit for beautiful song, so you will never be held captive, and can always fly free. The Creator then touched the crow’s black, smoky feathers, and they began to shine with gloss, while inside each one, the faint shimmer of the rainbow glowed, and would always remain but would seldom be seen.

So many learnings from this small story. Don’t judge people by their appearances, there’s always more to it. You do good, you get good. You might be criticised, don’t take it to heart for the one who criticizes doesn’t know what you’ve been through.
The story might just be a figment of imagination but the lesson is worth remembering 🙂 🙂

25 thoughts on “Rainbow crow!

  1. Wow. That’s a very interesting story indeed. I loved it and I loved the message. Appearances can be deceiving indeed. I think that from now on, I’ll see crows in an entirely new light. I’m sorry that one of them attacked your mom!

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  2. Crows have always been a part of life in my neck of the woods. I’ve watched them all my life. They’re very intelligent critters! They know the difference between a broom and a rifle. And they always look out for one another.

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  3. I had no idea about such an Interesting story and its underlying message…much like you gal, am no fan of the crow either…..it once snatched a sandwich 🥪 from my hand and shat on my head a few (read many) other times 🙁😕

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    • Haha I am glad you got to know the story here. Yessss, crow shitting is what I was scared of entire weekend. They have shat on me once and I was sooooooo upset and down cos of it. Ufff. Bad memories 😂

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  4. I like the crows cawing in the morning, they act as my alarm clock, and it comes with some nostalgia attached.
    But the story you tell was new to me, and beautiful, and the lesson very very correct!

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