Anansi
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Two Stories retold by
Hannah Fish
young readers
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Anansi and the Box of Stories It is a hot day in the African jungle. Anansi the spider is sitting in his tree. He is tired because the nights are hot, too, and he cannot sleep. He sits in his web and looks up to the sky. There he sees the gods, and they look cool and happy. Anansi watches the gods move from cloud to cloud. He wants to go up to the cool sky, too. So Anansi makes a new web, and throws it high up into the sky. He climbs and climbs up the web, and, after some time, he comes to a cloud. On this cloud is the sky god, Nyame, and Anansi wants to speak with him.
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“Can I speak with you?” Anansi asks Nyame. Nyame looks at Anansi with surprise in his eyes. “What do you want to speak with me about?” he says. But Anansi doesn’t know what he wants to speak about. He stops to think for a minute. He looks around and sees a big box on Nyame’s cloud. It is a beautiful box, and Anansi thinks that it is interesting. “What is in that box?” Anansi asks Nyame. 5
“I never open that box,” Nyame says, “but people say that it is full of stories.” Anansi loves stories. He really loves them – long stories, short stories, he loves them all. “Can I have your box?” Anansi asks. “I love stories.” “No, you can’t. It is my box,” Nyame answers. “But you never open it,” says Anansi. “What is the price of your box then?” “There is no price!” Nyame says. “It is time for you to go home, Anansi.” So, a sad Anansi climbs down the web, and back to his tree.
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It is a hot night again, and Anansi cannot sleep. He thinks about Nyame’s box. He wants that box – he wants the box, and he wants all the stories in the box!
In the morning, Anansi makes a new web and throws it high up into the sky. Again, he climbs up to Nyame’s cloud. “What do you want in all the world?” Anansi asks Nyame. “Give me your box, and I can give you the things that you want!” Nyame laughs. “Oh, Anansi! You really want my box, don’t you?”
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