In which we conclude the Gift of Stories with a metaphor for all
White Wing’s Escape (India)
Early one morning, a hunter wanted to catch birds.
He spread out a net near a banyan tree where the birds like to sit. Then he scattered grains of rice on the ground near the net, and he took himself away behind the tree to wait.
Soon, the ringdoves above noticed the rice below.
Led by White Wing, the king of the ringdoves, they swooped down to eat up the rice, but as soon as they landed and began to eat, the hunter pulled on the net, capturing all of the birds.
The ringdove king did not panic as he saw the hunter coming towards them with a club.
Instead, he said, “Do not panic, my friends! There is a way to escape this net, but we must all agree to work together.”
When White Wing called to them, all of the birds flapped their wings upward together at the same time, and lifted the net into the sky with their bodies.
Thus, the hunter lost all of the birds, and the net too, which flew away with them, and was never seen again.