The curious children saw that water ran in rivulets and streams, and stood still in large and small pools. What keeps the waters over there from coming here? they asked.
The wisened told the curious children that the gods set the boundaries and called what they stood on “land” and called the waters “seas.”
The curious children saw grass, plants and trees growing on the land. By now, the curious young ones were catching on to the ways of the wizened. Did the gods make these green-growing things, too? the curious children asked.
Yes, indeed, said the wizened. The gods caused the land to produce plants and trees to bear fruit with seeds. (Seeds were important to the gods.) The gods saw the land produceing and they liked it. This must be the third day, counted off the wizened.
The curious children could not ignore the blinding light that shone by day and lesser lights that shone by night. Where, asked the bemused curious children, did those come from?
And the wizened said, you (kids) guessed it. The gods made the lights to separate day from night and light from darkness. And the gods saw that the lights provided a way to count off weeks,months, and years. That’s helpful, thought the gods. This all happened on the fourth day, counted the wizened on their fingers.
Ever-curious, the keen observers saw bream, bass, trout, and other fish swimming in the water and crows, gulls, buzzards and other birds flying high in the sky.The fish multiplied. The birds mated, built nests, and filled the skies with more birds.
The ability for everything to reproduce was an important gift from the gods, explained the wizened. This was the fifth day.
Now curious hunters and gatherers joined the children. They had seen animals in the forests and meadows and reptiles crawling on the ground, some by day, some by night. All breathed the breath of life, being living souls, as it were. “Where did they come from,” they wondered.
The wisened whispered softly as if revealing a mystery. “It was the gods,” they said. “Let the earth be filled with living things,” said the gods. And here they are.
The wizened had not yet revealed everything they had imagined. Quietly, with pent up breath they reported an agreement among the gods. Let’s make a soul in our image, said the gods. Surely there needs to be one kind to rule over all other kinds.
“We are the only ones that the gods created in their own image,” boasted the wizened. And the gods said to us, “have babies, populate the earth, subdue it and rule over it. The gods gave us fruit for food. And to animals, birds and reptiles they gave greens for food.”
The gods saw what they had done and they thought it was very good. It was the sixth day.
The gods were so satisfied with the finished product, and they were so tired that they took the seventh day off to rest. That’s how it was in the beginning according to myths told by the wizened old story tellers.