Transcript
Coyote (0:01)
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Narrator (Rebecca Shear) (0:09)
Think about a time you felt cold. Did your body shiver? Did your teeth chatter? Did your skin prickle up with goosebumps? Now ask yourself, what if you felt that way every single day? Because that's what it's like for the characters in our story until a heroic canine figures out how to bring on the heat. I'm Rebecca Shear and welcome to Circle Round, where story time happens all the time. Today, our story is called Stealing Summer. We found versions of this tale from many Native American peoples. It including the Shoshone, Shasta and Hoopa. Some really great people came together to bring you our version of this folktale, including Mina Harris, best selling author of five children's books, including Kamala and Maya's Big Idea and Maya's Big question coming out March 3rd, 2026. So circle around everyone for some Stealing Summer. It was summertime and the animals were chilled to the bone. Yes, you heard right. They were chilled to the bone in summer. Why? Well, usually at this time of year they were basking in sunshine, enjoying long glorious days of cloudless skies and balmy temperatures. But this year, for reasons the animals simply could not fathom, summer never came. The skies were steely gray, the air was bitter cold, and their breath came out in white puffs whenever they ventured out of their nests and burrows.
Raven (2:06)
Boy, oh boy, it's so frigid out here. It's like winter never left. You're right about that, Eagle. This long, bushy wolf tail of mine has been covered in frost for months.
Coyote (2:21)
Same with my black tipped coyote tail. Where did summer go? Why did it never come?
Raven (2:28)
Actually, I can answer that one.
Narrator (Rebecca Shear) (2:31)
Eagle, wolf and coyote looked up. Perched in a snow covered tree was glossy, dark, thick feathered raven.
Raven (2:40)
I've got big news, friends. I happen to find Summer, Eagle, Wolf
Narrator (Rebecca Shear) (2:47)
and coyote let out a gasp.
Raven (2:51)
Yup, I was just as surprised as you are. But today I flew all the way around the world. It was terribly cold everywhere. I was so chilly I couldn't feel my talons. But then I came to the house. A small wooden house tucked in a valley. And I kid you not, friends, all around that house the air was warm. The ground was covered with green grass, colorful flowers and blossoming trees. In other words, it was summer. But how? I'm glad you asked, Eagle. The house belongs to an old, old woman and she keeps Summer locked inside, stuffed in a black bag. She opens the bag just enough so that summer can spread its warmth around her house and yard and she refuses to share it with anyone. That's not very nice. Tell me about it, Wolf. It's downright selfish. This woman stole Summer away and now she's keeping it for herself. So the only way Summer could visit the rest of the world is if somebody steals it back.
