A Beautiful blue sky vault lay overhead as Aesatsisqua made his camp in a gentle opening near a small clear stream in the Smoky Mountains of North Carolina. It was perfect with just the right amount of sunlight and shade, and many beautiful flowers. Unknown to him however was that a large tribe of Little Yellow Back Wasp people also called this place home, and had built their lodge high in a tree nearby. So soon the little Yellow Backs were swarming around Aesatsisqua's food stealing what they could. Now Aesatsequa realized he was just a visitor here and did not wish harm on the little ones, but neither did he wish to leave such a peaceful place or have them steal all of his food. So he set out some sweet honey on an old Chestnut tree stump a little way from his camp to attract the Yellow Backs. This worked very well and soon the sweet treat lured all of the little raiders away from him and his food.
As the afternoon stretched on and the forest grew warm, Aesatsisqua decided to take a nap and soon the many low Spirit voices of the stream put him fast to sleep. It was not long however when the buzzing of many small wings awoke him, as his eyes opened he found that a swarm of of the Yellow Backs where hovering in front of his face. They did not seem angry but just flew back and forth, back and forth, as if they wanted him to follow them. Aesatsisqua noticed that the little raiders seemed to be comming from the direction of where he had placed the honey on the old Chestnut stump to lure them from his camp. So curious he went to investigate, and to his surprise discoverd that all of the honey had been carried away to the Yellow Backs lodge, that he could see high in a tree nearby. Well he thought to himself "They were very respectful and asked so politely, I shall share more of my honey with them."
For the next three days this treaty with the Yellow Backs and Aesatsiaqua worked out very well, he would place honey on the old Chestnut stump each morning and each afternoon the busy little hunters would come and tell him it was gone, and he would give them more for their dinner. In return the Yellow Backs, did not bother Aesatsisqua or his food. Then on the fourth morning, soon after he had shared his honey with them. a small group of Yellow Backs began to swarm all around Aesatsiqua, flying in fast small circles, and darting quickly towards the old Chestnut stump and then back again. So again curious, Aesatsisqua followed them.
When he arrived at the old Chestnut stump, he found that his little friends were under attack by a large Hunter Wasp wearing red war paint. The Yellow Backs were defending themselfs with great courage, and two had fallen before their enemy who was many times larger than they. Quickly Aesatsisqua picked up a large stick for a war club and joined the battle to protect his friends and after a fierce fight he defeated the enemy wasp. He did not gloat over his victory for the enemy had fought with great bravery. Instead that evening he played a special song on his flute to the Great Spirit for all who had fallen in the battle.
The next day Aesatsisqua, broke camp and prepared to continue on with his journey, sharing his honey with his friends for the last time, he said goodbye with a bit of sadness in his heart knowing he would not see the little Wasps again. Then, as he walked down the trail, he noticed Little Yellow Backs flying on either side of him, and there they followed as his guards until he left their territory. With his final parting he took out his cedar flute and played a tune of thanks for his good fortune of having made so many new friends as he walked the path of life.
To this day the little Yellow Back Wasps, never raid Aesatsisqua's food when he camps, but comes and asks politely if he will share his honey when he is in their territory. For the story of Aesatsisqua the giant two legged who shared his honey and who did battle with the Red Wasp to help his friends the Little Yellow Back Wasp People has been carried from council fire to council fire in their many lodges in the forest and Aesatsiqua always grants their request. For he knows that they are his friends and relations and that they build their lodge in the proper way, in a circle, and honor Spirit and the Earth Mother as they honor their own Mother, and put the welfare and safety of their tribe and family above all other needs. Each a hard worker, Each a fierce warrior, never hesitating to do their duty for the good of all of their other sisters and yet never too proud to ask for help.
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