Anansi Wants It All (Open syllable)
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Two-syllable words with an open first syllable ending in a long vowel sound.
Anansi the spider has a fine round belly, smooth and fat. He is proud of that belly, and he wants to keep it full for all time. Then a big feast comes, and Anansi's trouble begins.
The big feast comes just once every seven years. Each town in the forest holds its feast on a different day. There is yam, and pea soup, and palm-nut stew, and corn, and much more. The good smell rides on the wind for five days.
Anansi wants to eat at every feast. That is the problem. Each feast begins at the same hour, and no one can get from one town to the next in time. Weaver Bird calls down, 'Eyes bigger than the belly, Anansi.' Anansi waves her away. He is thinking.
By morning Anansi has his plan. He gets the longest rope in the forest and cuts it into seven pieces. He carries one piece to each town boss and says, 'When the feast is ready, give this rope a hard tug, and I will come.'
Anansi carries the ropes from town to town with his best smile. 'What an honor,' each boss says, glad to have such a guest. By the time Anansi gets back to the middle of the forest, he is tired. He ties all seven rope-ends around his waist and sits down to wait.
Anansi waits all morning. He plans his run: hill town first, then river, then valley. 'I will eat a little at each one,' he says. Then he stops. 'No. I will eat the full feast at each one.' He laughs, quiet and proud. He does not know how close to trouble he sits.
Here is what Anansi does not know. This year the crop is the best in years, so every town finishes cooking early. Each boss looks at the feast and smiles. All seven bosses reach for the rope at the same moment.
Yank. Yank. Yank. Seven ropes go tight at once. Seven towns pull in seven ways, and it hits Anansi's round middle hard. He flies up. He spins like a top. The ropes do not break, for Anansi ties good ties. And that, it turns out, is the problem.
Anansi is pulled east and west and north and south, all at the same time. Every rope is tight. Every boss tugs, and wonders why the guest is so slow. Anansi tries to shout, but his voice comes out a tiny squeak. The ropes squeeze tighter. And tighter.
At last the ropes go slack, for all seven bosses let go at the same moment. Anansi drops to the ground like a stone. His belly, so round before, is now squeezed thin in the middle. It looks like two round bulges on the thinnest thread. He sits up and sighs.
By the time Anansi gets to the hill town, they have eaten. At the river town, the pots are packed up. At the valley town, the babies are asleep. Every table is empty. At the last town, Weaver Bird spots him and says it again, 'Eyes bigger than the belly.' She means his waist. Now everyone can see his waist.
Anansi goes home hungry. His round belly is gone for all time, squeezed into the thin waist that all spiders carry to this day. It is why you cannot be in seven places at once. When a child piles a bowl too high, grandma sets it down and says, 'Eyes bigger than the belly.' And now you know where that saying came from.