Long ago there lived an old fisherman who made his living catching fish. He never had more than two small fish to sell at the market.
One morning, a great 1 with bright silver feathers settled in the tree above him. The fisherman knew this was the Kaha, a bird that sometimes appeared to help the poor. "I see you work for very little reward," the Kaha said. "Every day I will bring a large fish to your house." As the days passed, the honest Kaha kept her 2. The fisherman sold the fish and came home with plenty of food.
One day, the Shah's messenger made an announcement, "Find the great Kaha for Shah and receive fifty bags of 3!"
The fisherman thought, "If I had the gold, I would be rich!" He told the Shah's messenger about the Kaha and requested people in 4 the bird. He asked for four hundred men to help him.
That evening, the four hundred men 5 among the trees as the fisherman prepared a big meal. When the Kaha landed in a tree, the fisherman said," Come dine with me, dear friend. I wish to express my thanks."
The Kaha, touched by the fisherman's kindness and flew down to join him.
Immediately, the fisherman grabbed the Kaha by the feet and cried out to the 6 to help him. Kaha spread her wings and began to fly up with the fisherman. A man caught the fisherman by the feet, but the bird rose 7. A second and third man grabbed onto the first until soon four hundred men hung by one another's feet.
8, the fisherman could just hardly see the river below. Then he let go of the great bird.
The men and the fisherman 9 from the sky and dropped in the river.
It was many weeks before the fisherman had healed. Every day the old fisherman looked up at the sky for a sign of the beautiful 10 bird, but the Kaha was never seen again.
