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Over time, men in power have excluded women from policy-making, and excluded scientists from Rachel Carson on. As a result, look where we are! Much of Earth’s magnificent web of life is threatened by greedy corporations, cowardly leaders, and “the catastrophic errors of war and destruction of the environment,” as Carl Sauer wrote in Man and Nature: America Before the Days of the White Man. (Turtle Island Foundation,1975)

Before we lose more of the happiness and solace that nature gives us from childhood on, why not seek wisdom from cultures that managed to survive far longer than ours? 

Since we seem to learn best from stories rather than from hard truths, and since spiders have survived on Earth for 360 million years or so, I propose a spin through some lively spider stories from around the world. Please read these stories aloud to children from my storybooks or listen to them on my audio storybooks with original music by composer Sara Mac Lean (See below). Or have the fun of learning to tell them by heart. I include some tips on telling at the end of this blog.

Here’s a spider story I learned from the great writer and teacher, Darryl Babe Wilson, PhD, of the Achomawi tribe in the Pitt River Valley near Mount Shasta. We met through my friend Malcolm Margolin, champion of Native cultures, founder of Heyday Books, and publisher of Notes from Native California.  Darryl gave me permission to share the story. 


Photo: Ted P. Kipping. Used with permission.


“The First Rainbow
Music by Sarah Buchanan MacLean

Atop the tallest tree in the forest, Spider Woman’s web hung white with snow. Her sixty little spider children shivered as they slept. Snow had fallen every day for months. All the animals were cold, hungry, and frightened. Food supplies were almost gone. No one knew what to do.

Finally they decided to wake Coyote and ask him for help. Coyote had been around since almost the beginning, so they went to the cave where he slept, woke him, and asked if he knew how to reach Silver Gray Fox.

Coyote growled, “Go away. Let me think.” Then he stuck his head out into the cold air and sang to Silver Gray Fox, the creator, who lives above the clouds. Coyote yelped and yowled, but Silver Gray Fox didn’t hear, or didn’t want to. After all, Coyote’s troublemaking when the world was new had caused Silver Gray Fox to move above the clouds. Coyote thought he’d better think some more.

Then he spotted Spider Woman swinging down on a silky thread from the top of the tallest tree in the forest. Spider Woman had been on Earth far longer than Coyote had. 

“Oh, Spider Woman! Oh, wise one! We are all cold and hungry. We’re all afraid this winter will never end. Can you help?” 

Spider Woman swayed her shining black body back and forth, back and forth, thinking and thinking. Her eight eyes sparkled when she spoke. “I know how to reach Silver Gray Fox, but I’m not the one for the work. You’ll need my two littlest children. They’re light as dandelion fluff, and they’re the fastest spinners in my web.”                       

Spider Woman called up and–Spin! Spin!–down they came on their eight little legs, twin black spiders full of curiosity and fun. 

“My dear little quick ones, are you ready for an adventure?” said Spider Woman.

“Yes! Yes!” they cried. 

Spider Woman told them her plan. Then the Spider Twins set off with Coyote into the snow. They hadn’t gone far when they met the White-Footed Mouse Brothers rooting around for seeds.

Coyote told them Spider Woman’s plan. “Will you help?”

“Yes! Yes! We’ll help!”

On the trail to Mount Shasta, they met Weasel Man looking hungry and thinner than usual. Coyote told Weasel Man the plan. “Will you help?” 

“Of course,” he rasped.

Then they came across Red Fox Woman swishing her big fluffy tail through the snowy bushes. 

“Will you help?”

“Of course I will,” she crooned.

Rabbit Woman poked her head out of her hole and sneezed, shivering despite her thick fur coat. “I’ll come too.”

Meadowlark wrapped her winter shawl around her wings, and trudged after the others to the top of Mount Shasta. There the snow had stopped, but the sky was still cloudy and the air  was ice cold.

 Coyote barked orders. “Will our best archers step forward?” 

The two White-Footed Mouse Brothers lifted their bows. 

“Ready? One!”

All the animals drew in deep breaths.


The White-Footed Mouse Brothers pulled back their bowstrings. 


Two arrows shot straight up and struck the same spot in the clouds.

The White-Footed Mouse Brothers, Red Fox Woman, and Coyote sang as loudly as they could. Rabbit Woman sang and shook her rattle. Weasel Man sang and beat his old, worn elk-hide drum. The Spider Twins spun as fast as they could, sending out long, long lines of spider silk. All the singing lifted the spider silk into the sky, until the lines caught on the arrows stuck in the clouds. Then the Spider Twins scurried up their lines of silk and disappeared through a hole in the sky.  

 When the little spiders scrambled out onto the clouds, Silver Gray Fox spied them and demanded, “What are you two doing here?”

 The Spider Twins bent low on their eight little legs. “Oh, Silver Gray Fox, greetings from our mother, Spider Woman, and all the creatures below. Please will you let the sun shine again? Everyone’s cold and hungry and we’re afraid winter will never end.”

The Spider Twins were so polite that Silver Gray Fox asked more gently, “How did you get up here?”

“Do you hear everyone singing and the drum and rattle? Our mother made the plan.”

Silver Gray Fox nodded. “You all worked together, even that rascal Coyote? Your mother made a good plan. As a reward, you may help me create a sign that spring will come. First, picture a beam of sunlight curving across the sky.”

The Twins thought hard, and a golden light curved across the sky.

“Now picture stripes of red and of blue on either side.”

The Spider Twins thought hard, and the stripes appeared.

“Now in between, add stripes of orange, violet, and green.”

The Spider Twins stared at the glowing arch of colors in the sky.       

Then Silver Gray Fox told the Spider Twins to fasten the ends of the rainbow to Earth in secret. After all that, the Spider Twins’ legs ached.

  Down below the clouds, the singing had stopped. The animals were colder, hungrier, and more worried than ever. Spider Woman missed her two youngest children. Each day she missed them more.

Finally, the Spider Twins spun back down to Earth.

Spider Woman wrapped all eight legs around her two littlest children. Their fifty-eight sisters and brothers jumped up and down with joy.

As the clouds began to drift apart, sunlight warmed the damp  air.

“Look up!” the Spider Twins cried.             

There bridging Earth and sky was the very first rainbow!

  Sun began to warm the earth again. Grass pushed up its pale green arms through the melting snow. Meadowlark blew her silver whistle of spring across the valleys, calling streams and rivers awake. Coyote raced to a hilltop and gave a howl of joy. 

All the animals held a feast in honor of Spider Woman, the Spider Twins, and the hard work everyone had done to survive the long, hard winter. 

  Now on wet mornings, a tiny rainbow glows inside dewdrops on every spider web–that is the spider’s special reward. You can see for yourself. 


A special side note? Daryll had twin sons whom he called Hoss and Boss. 

The story is one from my recording titled The Girl Who Said No!. Artist Cal Zecca Ferris, of San Francisco, California, said about this story: “I had the joyful experience last night of listening to Beatrice tell the tale on her audio storybook, The Girl Who Said No!. I was enchanted!”

You can also read this tale to children from my illustrated storybook, Spider Grandmother’s Web of Wonders, a gathering of wise and witty traditional tales with themes that link diverse cultures. Though we cannot go back to an earlier way of life, these stories can open our minds and hearts to wisdom that can help mend the deep web of life itself.

Here are some tips on telling “The First Rainbow”:

  1. Look up the animals and spiders and picture them having this adventure.
  2. Draw a map of the animal’s journey to the top of Mount Shasta
  3. Then draw a map of the Spider Twins brave climb up to see Silver Grey Fox.
  4. Describe the return of the spiders and the celebration  of all the creatures.
  5. Play the whole story like a movie in your imagination, and add gestures and voices for the characters you like best.





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