When they were done, Rabbit divided the fish. "One for me," said Rabbit, "one for Firefly, and one for Rabbit."
Firefly saw Rabbit was taking twice as many fish.
"That's not fair!" Firefly shouted.
"What's not fair? I am me," Rabbit replied, "and I am Rabbit."
"But you are not Firefly!" said Firefly angrily, and he put out his light.
Rabbit stumbled around in the dark, but he couldn't see where he was going. He finally fell off a cliff. He lost his life and his fish!
Inspired by: Folklore of the Antilles by Elsie Clews Parsons.
Notes: Parsons classifies this story as: 2. Sharing the Spoils. You can find it online at Hathi Trust. In this story from Trinidad, Rabbit does not die; instead, he finds his way in the dark to a house and it turns out to be Tiger's house. To finish this story and keep it short, I borrowed the motif of the cliff from a French tale Parsons collected in Guadaloupe.
Inspired by: Folklore of the Antilles by Elsie Clews Parsons.
Notes: Parsons classifies this story as: 2. Sharing the Spoils. You can find it online at Hathi Trust. In this story from Trinidad, Rabbit does not die; instead, he finds his way in the dark to a house and it turns out to be Tiger's house. To finish this story and keep it short, I borrowed the motif of the cliff from a French tale Parsons collected in Guadaloupe.
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