text:  As the foreigners came to the islands, they scared the lowland animals back into the forest, crushing the shells as they were eating, so the shells refused to come down. But they knew that from Alaska to Hawaii flew the kolea, who drank of the same sap of the same blossom. So the elders of the tree shells got together and had a meeting, and said to the kolea, If you will bring us our food, we will sing for you on moonlit night.