Anansi Wants Wisdom <ee>
Practice Words
Words containing the 'ee' vowel team, consistently producing the long /iΛ/ sound.
Anansi has a big plan. He wants all the wisdom in the world. He will keep it in one pot, safe in a tight lid.
Anansi walks in the wood. He asks all he meets for a wise thought, and he tips each one in the jug. Soon the jug feels full and big.
'I will hide the pot high in this tree,' says Anansi. He hugs the pot and climbs. But the pot bangs the bark, and he slides back down. He tries again. Slide. Slide.
His small son Ntikuma sits on a rock and sees it all. 'Dad, tie the pot to the back,' Ntikuma calls. 'Then all the legs are free to climb.'
Anansi feels red and sad. He got all the wisdom in the world. But his small son just gave the best thought of all, for free.
Anansi ties the jug to his back. Now all his legs grip the bark well. Up and up he climbs the tall tree.
He is near the first high beech branch. Then the rope slips. The jug tips and falls fast, and it lands with a crack.
The wisdom bursts out of the jug. It flies free on the wind and is gone. The jug lies in two on the roots.
Anansi sits in the ferns for a long time. Ntikuma sits with him, still. A wee bird lands on a shard and sings. Anansi feels light.
'I got the wisdom, but I did not heed it,' says Anansi. 'It was not in the pot,' says Ntikuma. 'It was in the use of it.'
Now wisdom lives in the wind and the trees. It lives in old songs and small boys on rocks. Anansi grins at his own big plan.
The Sky God sees it all and feels glad. The wisdom is free in the wood now, not shut in a pot. No one holds it all, not all. And that is wise.