kayə x̌payʔac
Grandmother Cedar Tree

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ʔəbil tib ʔti spuʔalikʷ. ƛ̕uqʷulutəb ʔə tsi kayə x̌payʔac. huy, xʷiʔ kʷi gʷəsƛ̕usxʷəƛ̕s. day̓ ʔəshiiɬ, huy ʔuƛ̕ax̌ʷ ʔə tə ʔiɬhikʷ.
Sometimes the wind was too strong. So Grandmother Cedar would hug and protect him so that he would not break. He was so happy, so he grew bigger.