Glenn Moore
Retelling of Robert Spott's "The Owl" (November 19, 2004)
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Text identifier: GM1
Speaker: Glenn Moore
Primary documentation: Andrew Garrett
Project transcription: Alysoun Quinby
Audio source: AG-03-1
Note: Glenn Moore read Spott's story as printed by R. H. Robins, "The Yurok Language",
making a few changes to the text.
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Tekwe's kohchee weet so'n kue '-uueksoh keech tegahtok. Kwesee kohchee 'we-neskwechook' 'ap ko'mo'y, 'ue-worue wonuekuek neenee ko'mo'y kue 'w-ahpeleen kue huueksoh 'w-omtah. Kwesee 'ap hegoomue'm kue 'w-ahpew, Kues sonehl kue huueksoh? 'O ge'm, Kwelekw keech hekwsue' kue k'e-ke'mow kue k'e-s'oyoh 'ue-heemar. Kwesee 'o gegoyhl kue huueksoh, Cho' nue pewahchkeye'mo'w 'o raak. Kwesee temaloh pewahchkeye'mehl. Kue nepuy 'ue-'wers hr merner'skwery 'ue-koosee pemey kue 'we-luehl. Kwesee noohl pontet 'o hlee', noohl weet 'we-luelh neenee muelonee weet. Noohl keech 'ema newee' kue 'ue-pemeyomonee kue 'we-rewoh. Tue' weet 'ee mehl 'w-ew kue Tege'muer tue' weeshtue' nee shoo nohsuenowohl. |
Once the owl acted in such a way that his children were starving. Then once as he came home he heard, around and overhead he heard the happy children playing. So he said to his wife, What are the children doing? She said, Well, they found your food under your pounding stone. The children had been told, Go and wash your faces in the stream. And for a long time they washed them. Where they had pulled off the salmon skin their mouths were all grease. Then they took ashes, and they rubbed them on their mouths there. Then no longer did the greasy part of their lips show. And that is why their name is Snowbird, and so they grow like that. |
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Tue' weet mehl 'w-ew we'y kue Tege'muer tue' weeshtue' nee shoo nohsuenowohl. Noohl 'o gegoomue'm kue 'we-nos hegee' kue tekwe's: Ke'l kwelekw k'ee soo no'omuenowonee k'ee 'wes'onew tue' k'ee nee tegetko'hl kee chpee 'e'goloyew. Tue' neekeechyue son hoore'mos kue ch'ue'ch'eesh tue' kee ruerowoo'm. Tue' ke'l 'o so ko'r neemee kee ruerowo'm keetee chpee k'e-wegaaneyoochek' k'ee nee tegetko'hl kee shoo heweche'm. Nek kwelekw k'ee nee pegarkohl 'we-heemech kee nee chyeguuek'wenek'. Tue' weet too' 'we-tekwe's 'we-'er'gerp. |
And that is why their name is Snowbird, and so they grow like that. Then the owl's wife spoke to her husband and told the owl: As long as the heavens endure you will just be hooting in the canyons. All the animals and the birds will be singing. But you alone will not be able to sing so that you will just make noise foretelling evil in the canyons (and) so you will live. As for me, I shall sit in front of where people live. And thus ends the story of the owl. |