My friend asked this question. “Why is your book titled Napi’s Dance?”
“It’s from the story,” I said, “when Buffalo and Wolf saw the great changes coming.”
Here is the place…
“Napi has another story in mind now,” said Buffalo.
Wolf looked over to Buffalo.”We are all in Napi’s dance, old friend. We move and act out the parts given us. When Old Man says, ‘No more,” we howl and bellow our lament, we struggle to extend our time of glory as long as we can, for that is the way given us to carry out our part. But when Napi sweeps his great hand to remove this bit of play, our story will go, the way a child builds a camp of mud in the sand by the river and sweeps it away in one playful gesture. Yes, this part in its beauty is nearly done.
“Yet we never know what story Napi builds next, do we Wolf?”