"This book happened after a lifetime of listening to Indian friends telling the tales and legends of their people-stories told around a fire, drinking thick, black coffee and eating berry soup with fried bread, or while driving in a car a hundred miles to a tribal pow-wow. "
"Tragic or humorous, mystical or heroic my children and I have enjoyed the tales my Indian friends told me. I hope you will too." (says the author Richard Erdoes)
Most of those who tell these stories to Richard Erdoes, were his good friends, all are dead now, as well as unfortunately is the author of the book. Recall the picture of him as he looked at my meeting with him at his home in Santa Fe in 2007.
Indian stories are tragic and humorous, “ sometimes a new story was born and spread like wildfire, especially if it was a funny one, like the story about an Indian who is invited to lunch by a white friend. The Indian is poor and hungry. "Can I order a steak?" he asks. "Anything you want," says the white friend. The Indian finishes his steak with all the trimmings, in record time. But he is still hungry. “Would you treat me to a second steak?” he says. “Sure, go ahead,” answers the friend. The second steak arrives and is polished off even faster than the first one. Watching the performance the generous host marvels, “I wish I had your appetite!” “What!” exclaims the Indian. “You guys already took my land my buffalo, my heritage, my culture, and now you want my appetite, too?"
Czech translation of the Indian legends will be available this year.