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How the kangaroo got her bag
©Seija Maria Tarvainen, Tohmajaervi, Finland
A
long time ago, when the continents were still together and the
flood had not come, lived in the Australian continent a jumping
huge animal, which seemed to look partly like a hare, partly like
a rat, partly like a dog and partly like an otter. The jumping
animal had a long tail, and with this tail it could jump far. One
ancient aboriginal saw it from his cave and asked from his
father: "Can, guru?" After that the natives started to
call the animal "kangaroo."
The
kangaroo lived happily in the plains of Australia ja ate some
leaves of the Euchalyptus-tree and every kind of vegetables and
roots. It was happy. The only problem was, that the aboriginals
sometimes wanted to catch the kangaroo for their offering rituals
and then they ate the meat of the kangaroo. The problem became
greater, because the kangaroomother had to carry her babykangaroo
on her back or in her paws. It was very difficult to gather food
with the babykangaroo. Also running away the hunter was difficult
with the little babykangaroo. That's why the kangaroomother
decided to ask some advice from the laughing coocaburra-bird.
"Hoo, haa", laughed the coocaburra, "You must
visit the human being, before you get the answer."
In
the evening the kangaroomother jumped secretly into the bush to
watch the aboriginals camp fire, where they made supper. The
Dingo-dog raised lazily its head, but did not care to check the
strange smell coming from the bush. The human being fried on the
fire food, which were plants and roots that man had gathered.
Over the fire there was a flat stone, which was a primitive
WOK-pan. The odour was delicious and the kangaroo saw, that the
native man took vegetables from a bag, which was made propably
from a skin of a male kangaroo.
A
great greaf flowed over the mother kangaroo because of the
leather bag. " Probably that was my husband. I have to get
the bag back", thought the kangaroomother. The aboriginals
and the Dingo-dog falled sweetly asleep after the supper. The
kangaroomother turned her back in the bush and hooked the bag
skilfully with her strong tail. She took the bag in her paws and
jumped quickly away. An other kangaroo lifted the leather bag
over the neck of the kangaroomother. Because the bag was the
former husband of the kangaroomother, the bag miraculously
sticked in the skin of the kangaroomother. "How wonderful,
now I can put our kangaroochild in the safe bag and my paws are
free to gather food", thanked the kangaroomother. The little
kangaroobaby can grow there and listen its mothers heartbeats.
That's why the female kangaroos have even today a bag.
Imagine,
what love is like. It is resourceful. If you love an other
person, you can risk even your life for that person. Many kinds
of shelters are invented for the sake of love. God has given us a
shelter, a "kangaroobag", by giving us a christian
congregation, where we can flee the evil world in the warmth of
Gods love. There we can feel Gods heartbeats, when the gospel is
preached of His beloved Son.
in Finnish
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