A long time ago, all of the Aboriginal people of Australia lived together as one clan. They lived happily in the bush together, hunting and gathering food for their people. Everyone worked together and most followed the rules of the clan. Unfortunately, within the clan, there was one group of young, adventurous boys, who always seemed to get into trouble and couldn't help themselves from breaking the rules.
One day, the group of boys were left at the camp on their own, while the men were hunting, and the women and other children were gathering food. As they were left alone, the boys became bored and wanted to try something new. The boys decided to light a fire but there was a rule that they were not allowed to light a fire if they were unsupervised. Some of the boys didn't want to break the rules but the others called them cowards so the boys gave in to the pressure. The boys began to gather sticks and worked together, rubbing two sticks together, to light a fire. The boys were excited and began to cheer and celebrate. They were a little bit scared, too, because they knew they could get into trouble. The boys sat down to proudly enjoy their fire.
As the sun began to set, the boys noticed a change in the weather. They could hear the sound of the wind blowing through the treetops. They could feel the strengthening wind rushing past them and could see dust and dry leaves swirling around them. Burning embers and sparks began to rise from the fire and spread with the wind. The bush was very dry as there had been no rain for a very long time. Suddenly, the dry bush began to catch alight and fires began to appear all around them.
As the wind became stronger, the fires grew larger and spread rapidly through the bush. The boys ran around, frantically trying to put out the fires with sand and bark, but the fires only continued to spread. They were scared to call for help from the adults because they knew they would be in trouble for lighting the fire. Despite how hard they tried to put out the fires, throwing sand and water onto the flames, the fire became more ferocious as the wind continued to build. The boys had no choice but to escape from the fierce flames.
The adults, preparing to return to camp, saw the smoke rising from their camp area. The smoke looked like a volcano was erupting. They rushed towards the camp, anxious about the children that they had left there, but the fire was too strong and treacherous and they couldn't get close. Before long, the fire had reached the adults and they all turned and fled in different directions.
The fire continued to rage for a month, fueled by violent winds and searing heat. The Aboriginal people travelled further and further from the camp, seeking refuge from the fires.
Finally, after travelling hundreds of kilometers, it began to rain. The fire finally died out. The people began to rejoice and tried to find their way back, but the fire had changed the land. It all looked different. After all their suffering, they had no choice but to give up and set up new camps.
From that day on, the Aboriginal people lived in separate tribes. This story reminds people of the importance of following rules and listening to your elders.
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