In the old days there were very cruel winters. One day there was a terrible snowstorm. People didn’t even dare to stick their heads out of the tents. Geese and various other birds buried their heads in the snow. Only one person was brave and set off on the journey. He wandered for a long time and finally came across a warm country. He returned to his people and said:
— I found a nice, hot place.
A small teal bird heard his story and notified all its bird people. Geese, swans and other birds learned about the warm country, and they all flew away. And the people from the tribe of the man who brought the news also began to prepare for the journey. And this man said:
- Everyone has now heard my message!
But he himself did not go, he remained in the same place. He sewed himself a warm jacket to save himself from the cold. I put on this doha and turned into a harrier bird
People walk together, hold on to each other, look for the way to a warm country. Along the way they shoot game for their food. The ancient people had bows as their weapons. To make the arrows fly straight to the target, people tied eagle feathers to their lower ends. One day these people killed an eagle along the way and began to divide its feathers. Because of the division, they began to argue and bicker: one man supposedly had little, but the other got a lot of feathers. One person began to say to the other:
“You gave me few feathers.” I won’t speak your language now!
And each of these people began to speak a different language. This is where the Dolgans, Yakuts, Tungus and Samoyeds came from. That is why peoples appeared who spoke differently.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru