Reading Notes "Why the Possums tail is bare"

Once there was a possum with an extremely beautiful tail. His tail was full of beautiful fur that glistened whenever the light would hit it. This tail was full of different colors of fur which were patterned in the most eye-pleasing way.

The possum knew he had a beautiful tail so every chance he had to flaunt it he took. When he was out in public he would make sure to walk in a way that showcased his tail and when he sat down he always made sure to sit in a way so his tail could be seen by all.

The pride that the possum had for his tail annoyed the rabbit. The rabbit had his tail torn off by the bear so he held resentment towards the possum. A party with all of the animals was coming up and it was the rabbit's job to spread the news. The rabbit devised a plan to finally put the possum in its place so when the time came the rabbit told the grasshopper who was very good at cutting hair to take care of the possums tail.

So when the time came the grasshopper went to the possum and promised to make his tail look wonderful. The possum was very thankful towards the grasshopper for this favor but little did he know what was about to happen. The next day the possum went to the dance and showed everyone his tail. He bragged and said "Look how perfect my tail looks!" He expected compliments but instead, he received laughter. He was very confused about why the other animals were laughing instead of being in awe until he looked down at his tail.

His tail was bald and pink! The possum was so embarrassed he immediately fell to the ground, laid on his back, and gave a sheepish grin. This is why anytime a possum is caught off guard he acts in this way.

Bibliography:This story is part of the Cherokee Myths unit. Story source: Myths of the Cherokee by James Mooney (1900).

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