How the Bluebird Got its Color
by Katharine Berry Judson
Myths and Legends of California and the Old
A long time ago, the bluebird was a very ugly color. But Bluebird knew of
a lake where no river flowed in or out, and he bathed in this four times
every morning for four mornings. Every morning he sang a magic song:
"There's a blue water. It lies there.
I went in.
I am all blue."
On the fourth morning Bluebird shed all his feathers and came out of the
lake just in his skin. But the next morning when he came out of the lake
he was covered with blue feathers.
Now all this while Coyote had been watching Bluebird. He wanted to jump in
and get him to eat, but he was afraid of the water. But on that last
morning Coyote said,
"How is it you have lost all your ugly color, and now you are blue and gay
and beautiful? You are more beautiful than anything that flies in the air.
I want to be blue, too." Now Coyote at that time was a bright green.
"I only went in four times on four mornings," said Bluebird. He taught
Coyote the magic song, and he went in four times, and the fifth time he
came out as blue as the little bird.
Then Coyote was very, very proud because he was a blue coyote. He was so
proud that as he walked along he looked around on every side to see if
anybody was looking at him now that he was a blue coyote and so
beautiful. He looked to see if his shadow was blue, too. But Coyote was
so busy watching to see if others were noticing him that he did not
watch the trail. By and by he ran into a stump so hard that it threw him
down in the dirt and he was covered with dust all over. You may know
this is true because even to-day coyotes are the color of dirt.