A
long time ago before planes and trains and before buses and bicycles.
Even before we rode horses. During a time when everybody walked,
“Rock Thrower” and his older sister “Little Leaf” lived with
their family in a cave. Their home was on the side of a hill
overlooking their beautiful valley.
In
their little family there was Grandpa and Grandma along with three
uncles and two aunties. There were many little children with their
own mothers and fathers. It was a big happy family all living
together in the safety of the smoke blackened cave.
Rock
Thrower and Little Leaf’s mother and father loved the cave and
everybody in it and they somehow managed to keep everybody happy.
Home
was a beautiful place, around the cave everything was green. The sky
above was a deep rich blue and at night the whole sky was pinpointed
with endless lights. It was beautiful to sit outside at night around
the fire just looking up at the heavens.
Life
was good, there was plenty of food but they had to find the berries
and bird’s eggs. They followed the bees to the sweet juicy honey
high in the tree. That was the easy part, now the fun part began.
Only the grown-ups would get the honey. And then there was lots of
laughter when somebody got stung and started jumping around the
place. They all loved the honey, it was a welcome treat.
Life
in the spring, summer and autumn was good. Especially autumn when
there were many fruits and berries to eat. But the good days soon
gave way to the cool days of late autumn. Then out came the old hides
that were hung over the cave mouth to keep out the cold and now home
was a cozy cave.
Article by © Peter Legrove 2006, at www.animalsdinosaursandbugs.com
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