Reading Notes: American Indian Marriage Tales, Part A

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Splinter-Foot-Girl
  • Was this common, for a child to be born out of a wound? They didn't seem shocked really that a child just appeared like that
  • Is her father the one whose leg she came from?
  • Proud of the men for refusing because she is too young. That is uncommon in most older stories
  • Oh never mind. They conceded eventually
  • Why does everyone use birds as the primary method of communication?
  • Maybe you could tell the story from the perspective of the birds or the flies, who are just messengers and observers throughout all of this
  • Maybe a series about the things that serve as messengers, like the birds, stone, tree, etc
  • This girl can't catch a break
  • Why didn't they seal the rock underground before now if they knew he abused his wives?

Bibliography: Splinter-Foot-Girl from Tales of the North American Indians by Stith Thompson link to online reading

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