{Translator’s Note}: The origins of the ROI tribe are not completely determined but the “story” or “myth” or “history” that I prefer is the premise used in this story. Their language is precise in some ways, but deeply embedded at the syntactic and semantic levels were very rigid framings about many things in life. In some areas that we would consider important, they had scarcely any vocabulary at all! For example, they seemed to view love as something of a disaster rather than as something wonderful. Often it was described as a kind of disease! This is a “disease” that allows us to survive as a species! But for them, things that proved less rigid and less predictable and less quantifiable seem to have been quite confusing and uncomfortable. Difficulties abounded in my attempts to portray what was actually happening until the Narrator told me that it was fine; he would fix it later because he had an omniscient view. 

What follows served as both a creation myth and a daily devotional prayer among the ROI.  


Long ago, there were many tribes. But our tribe, the ROI, proved best of all. This is what we know: 

“Each tribe had developed a different way of looking at life. Some argued that this was a natural consequence of having spent a long time in a different environment. But we know the truth; we chose our way because it is the best way. It is the way of putting numbers to everything and making very strict rules. 

“Other tribes had different ideas so we devised a contest to see which tribe was correct. We would see who could propel their bodies fastest from the north edge of the common plain of Many Herds to the south end of the plain. All the tribes would go and prepare in whatever way they felt best and we would reconvene in one year to see who would win. 

“Needless to say, all the other tribes interpreted our words to mean that we would have individuals from each tribe race for the prize — a fine parcel of land that stretched to the banks of the Stream of Many Trout. The various tribes went off and had various ways of choosing their fastest runners and having them train and train. Of course, we already had a superior solution: horses. After many years we discovered how to capture horses and then train them with the use of whips. 


“When the day of the Great Contest came, the rest of the tribes were quite shocked to see someone astride a horse. Some seemed to think the horse would kill the human-astride or that the human-astride might break the back of the horse and kill it. Some felt it highly unlikely that the human-astride or rider would stay astride.  {Translator’s Note: Analyses reveal that there was a shortening of the name as “riding” became more widespread.} Naturally, when the race was run, the ROI won! And, also naturally, the other tribes objected. But these objections eventually became mere glowing coals. 


“Most tribes wanted to know how to capture and train horses. Naturally, we declined to show them! And, that wanting to have as their own that which was rightfully ours is why their complaints rekindled the fires of war. And, so the tribes worked together to drive us from our rightful home and we became wanderers. And so, we have been seeking another land. We will make this happen and destroy whoever now claims such a land.”  


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Beginning of the Myths of the Veritas

Beginning of Book 2 of the Legends of the Veritas

Index to Pattern Language for Cooperation & Teamwork

Essays on “Family Matters”