“Hana?” Anna asked as they sat in the main office chairs, they were waiting for Anna’s mum.
“Yes, Anna?” Hana said, pulling the towels closer to herself in an attempt to stay warm, in her shockingly wet clothes, they had found her bag on the way here and it was leaning against the chair. The three boys were in the study room at the moment.
“You think you could tell me a myth?” Anna asked “You know, to pass the time.”
“Sure,” Hana shrugged “I can tell one of my favourites from the Onigiaras tribe.”
“Thanks, Hana” Anna said, looking into the younger girls dark brown/black eyes.
“It’s called ‘The Maid in the Mist’,” Hana told her as she leaned down to get the book from her bag.
“The Maid of the Mist,” Anna repeated “Cool.” Getting as comfortable as she could in the office chairs, they already told the ladies why they were there and it seemed they were also listening.
“The Lady of the Mist, rewritten by S.E Schlosser.
She lost her husband and her hope at a young age, and the beautiful girl could not find her way through the sorrow upon sorrow that was her lot in life. So she stepped one day into her canoe, singing a death song softly to herself, and paddle out into the current. Soon the canoe was caught by the rough waves and hurtled toward the falls. But as it pitched over and she fell, Heno, the god of thunder who lived in the falls, caught the maiden gently in his arms and carried her to his home beneath the thundering veil of water.
Heno and his sons ministered to the grieving girl, and she stayed with them until her heart healed within her. Then the younger son spoke words of love to the maiden and they married, to the delight of the god of thunder. A young son was born to the couple, and he followed his grandfather everywhere, learning what it meant to be a god of thunder.
The only shadow on the happiness of the maiden in the mist was a continual longing to see her people one more time. Her chance came in an unexpected and unwelcome way. A great snake came down the mighty river and poisoned the waters of her people. They grew sick and were dying. Soon the snake would return to devour the dead until my people were all gone. It was Heno himself who gave her the news, and she begged that she might return for one hour to warn her people of the danger. The god himself lifted her through the falls and set her down among her people to give warning about the evil snake that was causing such pestilence among them. She advised them to move to a higher country until the danger was past, and they agreed. Then Heno came and took the maiden back to her husband and her home.”
“Aashiyana,” a feminine voice called out from behind the door.
“Yes Mum,” Anna shouted as the door started to open.
“I brought the costume you asked for,” She said as the almost older-looking Anna walked into the room, with long thick black hair instead of blonde.
“Thanks Mum,” Anna said taking the bag from her “this is Shahana.”
“This must be your friend,” She said “I’m Sepharina, Aashiyana’s mum.”
“It’s very nice to meet you,” Hana said looking between Anna and the women. They had the same dark brown eyes and tanned skin.
“Mum, Hana was telling me one of her culture’s myths,” Anna said “Want to listen, even though she’s already half-way through?”
“She was?” Sepharina asked “I’d love to listen, if she doesn’t mind.”
“I don’t mind,” Hana whispered looking at the last sentence she read, while Sepharina and Anna took their seats.
“In a few days, the giant serpent returned to the village, seeking the bodies of those who had died from the poison it had spread. When the snake realized that the people had deserted the village, it hissed in rage and turned upstream to search for them. But Heno heard the voice of the serpent and rose up through the mist of the falls. He threw a great thunderbolt at the creature and killed it in one mighty blast. The giant body of the creature floated downstream and lodged just above the cataract, creating a large semi-circle that deflected huge amounts of water into the falls at the place just above the god's home. Horrified by this disastrous turn of events, Heno swept in through the falls and did his best to stop the massive influx of water, but it was too late.
Seeing that his home would soon be destroyed, Heno called for the maiden and his sons to come away with him. The younger son caught up his wife and child and followed Heno through the water of the falls and up into the sky, where the Thunderer made them a new home. From this place, they watch over the people of the earth, while Heno thunders in the clouds as he once thundered in the vapors of the great falls. To this day, an echo of the Heno's voice can be heard in the thunder of the mighty waters of Niagara Falls.”
“That was interesting,” Sepharina said as she got up “But I need to go back to work.”
“Thanks for bring the costume, Mum,”
“It’s okay Aashiyana, Shahana.” Sepharina said
“Bye,” The girls said as she left the office
“Sorry about her,” Anna said handing her the bag “Mum doesn’t like using nicknames, my Dad is better at it; he calls me Anna instead of Aashiyana.”
“Anna, why is your hair blonde and your mum’s black?” Hana asked “And I don’t mind.”
“I dyed it,” Anna said playing with the blonde strand “Here, your new costume. Hopefully you don’t mind.”
“Thank you,” Hana said as Anna handed her the bag “let’s go to the bathroom.”
“Of course.” Anna giggled as she pulled Hana down the hall the office ladies giggling behind their hands.
Nick was trying to concert on his science homework, but it seemed impossible at the moment. Before going to class he went to tell Mr Engels that Hana was being bullied and like she said, he didn’t care. Instead Hana was going to get a week’s detection for being at the pool when it was off limits. No matter how much Nick tried to reason he didn’t changed his mind, sighing as he went back to his homework. Hopefully, Hana or Anna won’t be too mad at him.
Sam was drawing different planes. He also thinking of ways for his friends to have fun at the Halloween dance, maybe he can have Ethan stay with her. He was with Nick when he told Mr Engels what happened and it annoyed him to no end that because Hana’s bullies where on the football team they didn’t get in trouble. He knew Hana wasn’t going to be mad at them, but still, shouldn’t schools be anti-bullying? Not let them get away with it because they play sports.
Ethan was sitting alone in a corner, working on some social studies homework. It was about a continent that they found interesting, so of course he chose Australia for it. He was currently trying to sketch it out, of course he could, he had done it many times, but at the moment he kept messing it up. I’ll never get it done at this rate, Ethan thought angrily as he erased another line from the continent that he was trying to draw, then, suddenly, he knew why he couldn’t draw it very well that day. He wasn’t fully concentrating on his homework, instead he was thinking of Hana. Dang it, I don’t even like her, why would I care about what happens to her? He knew why he was worried, he did care for her –not that he’d ever admit to that, even under torture- but he didn’t know what his feelings for her were.
“What are you doing?” Hana asked, pulling his attention out of his thoughts and to the younger girl. It seemed the costume Anna got for her was a Native American one and for same strange reason he thought she looked cute in it. Soft colours just looked nice on her for some reason.
“Social studies,” Ethan replied hoping that Hana didn’t pick up on the pause when he looked at her and pointed to the piece of paper on the table.
“Cool,” Hana said looking at he had drawn so far “Australia?”
“Yes,” Ethan said shaking his head “Lived there until I was ten.”
“You’re really good at drawing,” Hana said “You don’t mind if I sit here?”
“Thanks and I don’t mind,” Ethan sighed, he’ll try to figure out his feelings later “I don’t mind.”