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Long ago, the earth was lighted by eight suns. The radiant light dazzled all the animals in the world, but the immense heat of the seven suns that ruled earth dried the earth.

One day the dog and an Eagle decided that eight suns were too many to illuminate the ground and only one would be enough.

They both decide to scare seven and only stay with one of them.

 They went to look for a good animal that can roar, who had the best aim. When the animal roars the suns would go out and be scared. With the first animal a lion, one sun went out.

The second, a bear make another disappeared.  Then they called a leopard and roared. And another sun disappeared. So they called a puma, a rhino, an elephant and finally they called a tiger. And so it was up to the seventh roar, which made the seventh sun go dark, but the eighth was afraid and went out.

Then darkness reigned in the land, the land was dark and cold and miserable animals. They all started dying, they need sunlight to live.

The dog and the Eagle will ask the animals to help us bring back the sun.

They come to a cow that bellowed and bellowed but the sun did not come. They called a bird, which was singing long. The Dog and the eagle were trembling with fear and surely the sun also was afraid because he did not appear.

They come to a cricket, who sang all night, but the sun also didn’t appeared.

The Eagle and the dog called the rooster. I was singing so loud that its crest is red. But he kept singing and singing in full throat.

Then, timidly, a yellow and warm light appeared on earth. It was a sun dawned on the horizon. Gradually, as the rooster was singing, the sun was rising in the sky, and giving life again to the world.

And from that moment every morning the rooster calls the sun to illuminate the earth

But the sun was still scared, he said he didn’t want to be alone, and if they wanted to stay. He would need a partner to light up the skies. He demanded a sacrifice to have someone to be with him. The Fox was willing to sacrifice himself. He must jump into a fire. But at the end when he was just about to jump, he was scared. The sun was mad and started to go down. When the rabbit saw this, he didn’t hesitate and jumped into the fire. When the sun went down a big white ball showed into the sky. It was the moon, and within it the shape of the rabbit.

The moral of the story is that sometimes the smallest or weakest are the bravest.