Years
ago on Arno, there uses to be a group of dwarfs who lived in Kileman Arno.
Their home was under a big rock in the shallow lagoon at the northern side of
the Kileman. Every day when the tide was low, they would walk to the other islet
where the people live. They would go and wait until the fishermen came back
from fishing, so they could steal their canoes and go fishing. They knew many good fishing grounds, and every time they went they caught a lot of
fish. When they went home they would take only some of the fish they caught
with them and leave the rest in the canoes. Every morning when the fisherman came
and took their canoes to go fishing they saw a lot of fish in their canoes. They
often wondered who was doing that. One day they made a plan to find out who the
people were who took their canoes for fishing. It was getting dark and the
dwarfs had just come and were taking
the canoes when they fisherman jumped
out from behind the coconut trees where they were hiding and captured them.
Some were caught and some ran way.
There
were no dwarfs left on Kileman, but today Kileman is different from the other
small islets in Arno. And it’s where many men from Arno go fishing. If you
visit Kileman you’ll see the big rock where the dwarfs used to live. Not many Marshalleses,
not even the people living in Arno, know about this story. Many people think
this is a true story about the island of Arno. I have heard it many times from
my grandfather when he tells stories to his grandchildren.
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