1. Add the countries of Africa to your map.
I did this.
2. Write your own imaginary story about how fire was given to humanity.
I will use Greek Gods, since I cannot think of others. This is an imaginary story about how fire was given to humanity.
Back in the times when mortals were considered animals, they were cold, and only gods had fire.
The great god Pan took pity on them, took a dab of fire from Apollo's sun chariot, and decided to give some to the mortals.
Zeus saw this, and made it rain on the fire. The humans got colder.
Hermes, Pan's father, decided, since Zeus was watching Pan, to continue his son's work. He couldn't see why Zeus didn't want to let the mortals have fire. They would probably kill themselves with it anyway.
So, as he stole the fire, the god of thieves and communication flew, so as not to alert Zeus doing ground patrol.
As he flew down, though, he dropped the torch in a field.
As he was dragged back to Olympus, he was punished by Ceres, the Goddess of harvest.
This was not the end, though. Since humans had been created by Prometheus personally, they had been made immortal.
They discovered the fire.
In the end, Zeus punished the humans. The animals already had death, since they were just in bulk. Zeus created the concept of death in humans.
So ends the Golden Age. So begins the Bronze and Iron ages.
3. Make a homemade drum, papaer mache calabashes, Arican beads or draw/paint pictures of African art, architecture, calabashes, masks, batiking, beads and/body adornment.
African Art by Tennessee
African Art by Tennessee
4. Using the them of Anansi as a trickster whose victims end up getting back at him, write your own Anansi Story and illustrate it.
Anansi and the Nandi Bear
One evening, Anansi was walking alone, and heard a low, rumbling roar. As he ran home, he caught a glimpse of Brother Tiger's home. "Whatever that horrible beast is, I can surely trick it into eating Bro' Tiger," he whispered. When he went home, he asked his neighbor Brother Bull what the sound was. "That was the fabled Nandi Bear," said Bro' Bull, "It lives in the Atlas Mountains and feasts on brains." "Is it dim?" Anansi asked. "Yes. It would accidentally eat it's own brain if it was able to." Anansi began to formulate a plan.
The next day, he dragged a leg of gazelle to the mountains. As before, he passed by Tiger's home. Nervously, he knocked on the door. Tiger opened it and growled, "How darrrre you show yourrr face herrrrre. What do you want?"
"No, Tiger. I do not want a physical gift. I just want to be friends."
"Hmph. And I suppose you eat trrrrees and can jump to the moon as well?"
"Come with me to the mountains tonight. I want to give you something."
"Hmph. Verrry well."
"Thank you."
Anansi closed the door, breathing heavily. What he did not know, was that Tiger was on good
terms with the Nandi Bear.
That night, the Nandi Bear found the gazelle leg and gobbled it up. It was so good that he stayed at the place and licked his paws until Anansi got there.
Around a few feet from where the bear was, hiding in the undergrowth, Anansiset up camp. He told tiger that he would be right back, and he was getting the thing. Tiger saw the Nandi Bear in the thicket, and told him to follow Anansi. The bear, being hungry, agreed to do this. As Anansi hid, leaving Tiger to be eaten (or so he thought) the bear had sneaked up on him.
Anansi heard a twig snap, and looked behind him. There was the Nandi Bear, paws still bloody from his meal of gazelle leg. Anansi ran all the way home.
And that is why, whenever you discover a spider's hiding place, it runs away.
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