how the king of birds was chosen

A version of a Mayan myth, which explains how the quetzal gained its colourful plumage and became king of the birds. Perfect for use in guided reading sessions, or pair it with this worksheet to develop childrens reading, comprehension and writing skills.

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An account of a Mayan myth that describes how the quetzal acquired its vibrant feathers and rose to become the bird kingdom’s ruler Ideal for use in guided reading sessions, or combine it with this worksheet to help kids improve their comprehension, writing, and reading abilities.

He flew over to his friend, “Xtuntun-kinil,” the roadrunner, after giving it some thought. “My dear friend, I want to make you a proposition,” he said. “Your feathers are as beautiful as any bird’s here, but you are too preoccupied with your job as a road messenger to ascend to the throne. I don’t think you have quite the style and sophistication required for this position. I’m sorry, but I can’t lend you these attributes. However, you could lend me your feathers just in case. I will give you the wealth and honors once I am crowned king. ”.

The roadrunner was tempted, but he was not in the mood to give up his feathers. Kukul persisted in convincing and reassuring Xtuntun of his goodness and good intentions. He painted bright visions of the riches to come. At last, he convinced his trusting friend.

The tropical mockingbird, “Xcol-col-chek,” cried out, “I’m the only bird with such a lovely voice.” Everyone listens to me. Extending his throat, X¬col performed a brief set of captivating and intricate songs. The birds were so taken aback by this that they even began to believe that the mockingbird ought to rule as king.

With a graceful arc of his 4-foot tail, the daring bird walked into the circle where the birds of Maya Land were gathered. His entrance caused a hush. The forest then erupted in shouts of “Bravo,” “Hurrah,” “Oh,” and “Ah.”

The roadrunner informed them of the quetzal’s heinous trick when he was able to. “Puhuy? Puhuy?” which translates to “Where is he? Where is he?” in Maya, was what he kept saying. Since they all felt bad for the roadrunner, they all agreed to give him a few feathers to cover him. Even so, the mockingbird performed a cheery song to give the ashamed bird more confidence.