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| This is a writing from the imagination of my eleven year old grand-daughtor, Tiffany Ann Jackson. After all, that is the way legends are born. |
| Once long, long ago, there was an Indian princess named Blue Moon. She and her best friend, Little Flower always played together in their secret meeting place. One day Little Flower went to the meeting place and waited and waited, but Blue Moon didn't come. Little Flower was so worried that she went all through the village and called and called for her, but she couldn't find her anywhere. The truth is, Blue Moon was chasing a beautiful blue butterfly and forgot all about meeting Little Flower. She chased the butterfly farther and farther from the village, when suddenly the butterfly went flying up toward the moon, beckening Blue Moon to follow, and she did follow. When they reached the moon, it turned blue. When Little Flower finnaly went home, she was very sad for she missed her friend so much, then she looked up and saw the blue moon for the very first time, and she knew where her friend had gone. From then on she would look up at the moon when it was blue and she wasn't so lonely any more for she knew she was seeing her friend. That is why the moon is blue from time to time, but only the people of the Choctaw Nation know why it is blue. |
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| Tiffany, author of Legend Of Blue Moon |