retold
by Faolan, Chris, Juanita, Marcelina, Justin, Kaila, Jordan, Edna,
Chris, Ashley, Megan, Nalisha, Kyle, Amber, Lynsey, Ellisa, Brandon,
Quentin
Long
ago, in the Cherokee village in the mountains, in Nantahala, North
Carolina, where Franklin now is, on the old Oconoluftee river,
in the summer, there lived a big bee. It was named the yellow
jacket, sga-ee.
The
yellow jacket inhabited a cave. It had baby bees.
It was as big as a house. The bee would approach and snatch
the children from their play. The bee was hungry, so it
took the kids to the cave. It ate some and saved some for
later.