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TALES FROM "BOB THE BEAVER"   "The Beaver Wars" by Bob the Beaver Canada was such an extraordinary place to live before the great beaver wars. We had pure, clean water and lots of healthy fish and plants to eat. The trees were large and luxuriant and we only needed a few to reach all the way across the wide rivers. Most of the other animals left us alone to build our homes and cities and canals around the verdant countryside. From time to time the red giants would catch a couple of us and we would see our neighbors wrapped around their heads or backs. But usually they just left us alone. The wars crept up on us when the red giants began to take more and more of our neighbors and we would never see them again. It was when we saw the white giants that we knew something terrible was going on. They would fill their hollow logs with hundreds of our dead neighbors and head back down the rivers. More and more of them came until we realized they were intent upon beaver genocide. For a while we survived by hiding in our lodges, but then they began to use lightening in short sticks to blow them up and kill us. Soon we noticed fewer and fewer red giants and more and more white giants in our lands. Many of us fled to where our old friends the red giants were now living and others found some lands that the white giants left alone. Now there are only a few small beaver cities and towns left in Canada. Interestingly, the red giants discovered that when one of our neighbors died, their spirit joined with the living red giants. In fact, many of our old neighbors still speak to each other through the red giants. For me, Bob the Beaver, my ancestors settled in the white giants. I died during the genocides but have found white giants to inhabit ever since then. Nowadays it is hard for me to distinguish whether I am thinking as a white giant or as a Canadian beaver. Maybe you can figure it out?