Bridge to Heaven

“Look Grandfather!  Two rainbows.”

“Beautiful!  Have I told you of the legend of the Rainbow, grandson?”

“Not yet.”

“Sit by me on this log and we’ll look at it while I tell you.  According to legend, when we die, there is a Bridge we must cross in order to enter Heaven.  At the head of this Bridge waits every animal that we have met during our lifetime. These animals will know us and know how we treated them and the earth while we lived.  They will decide which of us may cross the Bridge and which will be turned away.”

“I’m going to cross that bridge, Grandfather!”

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17 Comments

  1. Gilly Gee said,

    May 21, 2012 at 2:54 pm

    If its based on a fable its new to me so thanks, I love your adaptation!

  2. rich said,

    May 18, 2012 at 6:35 pm

    atta boy. he’s knows what he’s done and what he’s not done.

  3. May 18, 2012 at 1:43 pm

    What a terrific sentiment! Love it! Hope that doesn’t include the spiders and roaches I’ve squished in my day! http://theforgottenwife.com/2012/05/17/friday-fictioneers-2/

    • prosingon said,

      May 18, 2012 at 4:05 pm

      You know I worry about that too. This is the Native American legend of Rainbow Bridge.

  4. Sandra said,

    May 18, 2012 at 12:03 pm

    I wondered if anyone would do Rainbow Bridge. It’s a lovely fable and you did it well.

    http://castelsarrasin.wordpress.com/2012/05/17/pursuit-friday-fictioneers-may-2012/

  5. teschoenborn said,

    May 18, 2012 at 11:20 am

    Intriguing use of the rainbow mythos. Wonderful image of the handing down of knowledge verbally from generation to generation.

    Here’s mine:http://teschoenborn.com/2012/05/17/friday-fictioneers-luck-of-the/

  6. Stacey said,

    May 18, 2012 at 10:34 am

    Interesting twist on traditional themes (unless that is actually a legend I’ve missed at some point!). I did grow concerned for the grandson though… is he planning to cross that bridge in the near future? http://plowright.wordpress.com/2012/05/18/fridayfictioneers-flashfriday-no-13/

  7. Michael Fishman said,

    May 18, 2012 at 10:16 am

    What sold me on this story was the grandson’s comment: “Not yet.” because rather than having him simply saying, “No”, it implied that the grandfather has told him many stories already and I liked that perceived bond. I hope the grandson doesn’t cross the bridge for many decades!

    Here’s mine:
    http://michaelsfishbowl.wordpress.com/2012/05/18/and-the-angels-sing/

    • prosingon said,

      May 18, 2012 at 3:58 pm

      Thank you for taking the time to comment. My story is based on Native American legend so the fact that the grandson said not yet is in line with their storytelling culture. Elders in their culture are respected for their knowledge and wisdom. Something we of the “light-skinned race” are missing in our modern technological culture.

  8. May 18, 2012 at 10:02 am

    ‘Not immeidately son, not now.’

    Ha ha ha! I love this. In our traditional setting in Ghana, we believe that there is a river we cross when we die and so coins (money) are placed in the coffin of the dead to pay their passage into the land of the ancestors. Somehow, I was reminded of this when I read your story. But I do love the boy and his grandpop and the humour. Well done. Mine is here: http://readinpleasure.wordpress.com/2012/05/18/friday-fictioneers-sinking-low/

    • prosingon said,

      May 18, 2012 at 3:50 pm

      I totally respect our Native American and Canadian peoples. Their culture, though for the most part gone due to colonization, is full of beautiful stories, myths and legends, as are the cultures of your beautiful Africa. Here is a website you may be interested in.

      http://www.novareinna.com/bridge/nativeam.html


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