Stories from Greek Mythology on the Origin of Species – The New Indian Express

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Like science, mythology has stories about the origin of species. The difference between the
second, in science species evolve slowly over millions of years, but in mythology they develop instantaneously. In Greek mythology there is a story about the origin of frogs. Latona, also called Leto, the goddess of night and darkness, was once cursed by Hera, wife of the mighty Greek god Zeus. Latona was banished by Hera to earth, with a warning that no one should help her. As a result, Latona was shunned by everyone on earth, and she wandered from place to place, carrying her twin babies.

One day Latona reached a place called Lycia, which was a green and pleasant valley. She was thirsty. When she saw a pond of cool, clear water, she put her twins on the grass and walked to the edge of the water. At the edge of the pond grew willows. These were cut by peasants. Afraid of being pushed back by them, Latona humbly approached the water and knelt gratefully to drink. At this moment, the peasants saw her. Loudly and rudely, they told him to go away and forbade him to drink water. Latona looked up and spoke to the peasants in a soft, sad voice.

“Nature gave everyone free sun, air and water, so why won’t you let me drink water?” I come here to partake of the common goodness of nature. Still, I’m asking you as a favor. I will not wash my limbs in water; drink only a little because I’m almost dying of thirst. If you don’t pity me, at least pity those children who stretch out their arms to fetch water.

Latona’s words were soft and pitiful, but the rude peasants were impassive. They laughed at her and threatened her with violence if she did not leave the premises. They even waded in the calm pond and churned up the mud with their feet, making the water undrinkable. Latona became so angry that she forgot her thirst. She no longer bows to the peasants. She threw up her hands and said, “May they never leave this pool, but spend their lives there.

As she spoke, the peasants jumping into the pond began to change shape. Their bodies started getting shorter and bigger. Their hands and feet became webbed, and their skin turned green, yellow, and brown. Their necks are gone. When they tried to speak, only croaks came out of their throats. Even today, the ponds are inhabited by frogs that croak incessantly, especially at night.

Like science, mythology has stories about the origin of species. The difference between the two is that in science species evolve slowly over millions of years, but in mythology they develop instantaneously. In Greek mythology there is a story about the origin of frogs. Latona, also called Leto, the goddess of night and darkness, was once cursed by Hera, wife of the mighty Greek god Zeus. Latona was banished by Hera to earth, with a warning that no one should help her. As a result, Latona was shunned by everyone on earth, and she wandered from place to place, carrying her twin babies. One day Latona reached a place called Lycia, which was a green and pleasant valley. She was thirsty. When she saw a pond of cool, clear water, she put her twins on the grass and walked to the edge of the water. At the edge of the pond grew willows. These were cut by peasants. Afraid of being pushed back by them, Latona humbly approached the water and knelt gratefully to drink. At this moment, the peasants saw her. Loudly and rudely, they told him to go away and forbade him to drink water. Latona looked up and spoke to the peasants in a soft, sad voice. “Nature gave everyone free sun, air and water, so why won’t you let me drink water?” I come here to partake of the common goodness of nature. Still, I’m asking you as a favor. I will not wash my limbs in water; drink only a little because I’m almost dying of thirst. If you don’t pity me, at least pity those children who stretch out their arms to fetch water. Latona’s words were soft and pitiful, but the rude peasants were impassive. They laughed at her and threatened her with violence if she did not leave the premises. They even waded in the calm pond and churned up the mud with their feet, making the water undrinkable. Latona became so angry that she forgot her thirst. She no longer bows to the peasants. She threw up her hands and said, “May they never leave this pool, but spend their lives there. As she spoke, the peasants jumping into the pond began to change shape. Their bodies started getting shorter and bigger. Their hands and feet became webbed, and their skin turned green, yellow, and brown. Their necks are gone. When they tried to speak, only croaks came out of their throats. Even today, the ponds are inhabited by frogs that croak incessantly, especially at night.

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