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Métis Family FOLKLORE -COOKING WITH BRIGHT EYES The Blue Jay’s Brilliant Coat. A Métis Family Legend from Grandpère Albert. Put down your beadwork, Sandra, and listen to that sharp “jaay-jaay” outside. Today, li geai bleu (the Blue Jay) flashes through the woods like a piece of the summer sky. But Grandpère Albert told me that long ago, the Blue Jay was as gray and drab as a wet November morning. He won his vibrant blue coat by outsmarting li Jiyaab—the Devil himself. Back then, Blue Jay was a notorious trickster. He was clever but incredibly vain, always playing pranks and stealing dried meat. One crisp autumn evening, a strange gentleman in a fine black coat walked into the Métis camp. The dogs whimpered and hid beneath the Red River carts. The stranger sat on a log and pulled out a fiddle. He played a dark, haunting tune meant to trap the souls of the camp. While the elders warned everyone to look away, the vain Blue Jay flew down, fascinated by the shimmering midnight-blue velvet lining of the stranger's cloak.
Métis Family FOLKLORE -COOKING WITH BRIGHT EYES The Blue Jay’s Brilliant Coat. A Métis Family Legend from Grandpère Albert. Put down your beadwork, Sandra, and listen to that sharp “jaay-jaay” outside. Today, li geai bleu (the Blue Jay) flashes through the woods like a piece of the summer sky. But Grandpère Albert told me that long ago, the Blue Jay was as gray and drab as a wet November morning. He won his vibrant blue coat by outsmarting li Jiyaab—the Devil himself. Back then, Blue Jay was a notorious trickster. He was clever but incredibly vain, always playing pranks and stealing dried meat. One crisp autumn evening, a strange gentleman in a fine black coat walked into the Métis camp. The dogs whimpered and hid beneath the Red River carts. The stranger sat on a log and pulled out a fiddle. He played a dark, haunting tune meant to trap the souls of the camp. While the elders warned everyone to look away, the vain Blue Jay flew down, fascinated by the shimmering midnight-blue velvet lining of the stranger's cloak. "Your music has no joy," Blue Jay chattered. "It has no Michif heart!" The Devil laughed. "You think you can play better? We will have a contest. If you can make these people dance a true Red River jig, you win my blue cloak. If you lose, I keep your spirit in my tobacco pouch." Blue Jay accepted the gamble. Taking a tiny fiddle made of dark bone, he flew to a branch and began to play. He couldn't play like a master, but he could mimic any sound. He wove together the whistling summer wind, the rhythmic thump-thump of bison hooves, and the laughter of camp children. It was the true music of the Métis homeland. One by one, the people began to tap their feet. Soon, the entire camp was laughing and dancing the liveliest jig the valley had ever seen, breaking the Devil's dark spell. Shrieking with rage, the Devil vanished into a cloud of smoke, leaving his cloak behind. The proud Blue Jay flew down to claim his prize. As he rubbed against the velvet, the magic of the bargain took hold. The brilliant blue color soaked directly into his gray feathers. The black trim settled around his neck like a collar, and the stiff fabric pushed up on his head to form a proud, pointed crest. Eager to celebrate, Blue Jay opened his beak to sing a song of victory. But because he had played the Devil’s fiddle out of pure vanity, his sweet singing voice was gone. In its place was a harsh, scolding “jaay-jaay!” Grandpère Albert always smiled at the end of the tale, tossing a piece of bannock out to the snow. "The Blue Jay got his wish," he would say. "He is the most beautiful bird in the woods, and li Jiyaab still runs when he hears him. But that black collar reminds him of his foolish pride, and his harsh voice forces him to shout warnings to protect his neighbors."
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