She was welcomed by their chief, who was old and wore a crown made from bear claws.Īfter everyone had eaten and talked, the chief stood up and looked at Peesunt.

The young man led her to the centre of the village, where people were sitting around a fire. The women would not speak or look at her. When they came to his village, she saw other people, all wearing bearskin cloaks.

“My people would be honoured if you would stay with us overnight.” Peesunt did not know what to do, so she shook her long black hair, vainly and said she would stay. “It’s too late for you to walk back to your village” the young man said. The sun had almost gone to sleep and the forest was becoming dark. When they had filled the basket again, the young man fixed the strap so Peesunt could carry it. You are so beautiful, you must be her.” “That is true” said Peesunt.

“Everyone knows of beautiful Peesunt, the Chief’s daughter. “How do you know my name?” asked the girl. As she bent to scoop them up, a handsome young man appeared, wrapped in a bearskin cloak. She rushed to catch up and the strap on her basket broke and all the berries spilled onto the ground. The others were out of sight, singing and talking, not noticing that Peesunt wasn’t with them. Quickly she picked the berries until her basket was overflowing. “I’ll go back with the best berries and people will say ‘Of course. Peesunt sighed and followed them, but then she saw another bush with the biggest and juiciest berries all over it. “I want to pick more berries.” The others were frightened and started walking. The animals won’t like us disturbing their sleep.” “Why should I care?” asked Peesunt. “We must leave now” one girl said to Peesunt, “before it gets dark. When the sun began to prepare for sleep, their baskets were full. The day went quickly and they forgot all about the bears as they laughed and talked while they picked the fruit. Then they saw bushes full of berries and started to filled their baskets. They came to a clearing and were even more scared to be in the open. “I’m the Chief’s daughter and I don’t have to worry about disturbing smelly old bears!” “They’ll hear you and be very angry.” “Let them!” said Peesunt. “I don’t care if I disturb them!” “Please don’t say that” begged another. “Bears are ugly and smelly” sniffed Peesunt. “We need to let them know we’re coming – especially the bears.” “We’re frightened of disturbing the animals” said one. One day she went into the forest to pick berries, with other girls from the tribe.Īs they walked further and further under the trees, the others became nervous. She believed she didn’t have to behave like the others and that everyone should respect her because of her father. She was always combing her long black hair, waiting for people to say how beautiful it was and how her skin was soft. Based on a Native American Indian Legend.

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