The spider Anansi who yearned to be the owner of all the stories known in the world, went to Nyame and offered to buy them.
What is the price of all stories?
You must bring me Mmoboro the hornets, Onini the python and Osebo the leopard.
Anansi went to the tree where hornets lived and made fake rain in order to scare them.
Go to the gourd through the small hole, it is dry there
Are you foolish people? Why do you stay in the rain that is falling?
When the hornets went to the gourd, Anansi locked them there and took them to Nyame.
Where shall we go?
Anansi tied the python to the bamboo and took him to Nyame.
Then he went to the python and took a bamboo pole.
Are you strong and big enough? What about measuring you, but I have to tie you to the bamboo.
Okay, let's do it.
After that Anansi went into the forest and dug a deep pit where the leopard liked to walk and closed it with leaves to hide it.
Anansi tied the leopard and took him to Nyame.
Okay I will help you but you have to tie this rope.
Help me getting from the hole.
Kwaku Anansi, great warriors and chiefs have tried, but they have been unable to do it. You have done it. Therefore, I will give you the stories. From this day onward, all stories belong to you. Whenever a man tells a story, he must acknowledge that it is Anansi's tale.
Here is the third thing. Now I have paid the price.
And that is why, in parts of Africa, the people love to tell, and love to hear, the stories they call "spider stories." And now, you have heard one too.