Long ago, a spider was quietly spinning a web beside the sleeping area of Kookum, the grandmother. Each day, Kookum watched the spider at work, quietly spinning.
One day as she was watching him, her grandson came in. He picked up a shoe, stomped over to the spider, and went to hit it.
"Don’t hurt him," whispered the old lady.
"Kookum, why do you protect the spider?" asked the boy. The old lady smiled, but didn’t answer.
When the boy left, the spider went to the old woman and thanked her for saving his life. He said to her, "For many days you have watched me spin and weave my web. In return for saving my life, I will give you a gift."
Soon the moon was shining on the magical silvery web.
"See how I spin?" said the spider. "My web will catch bad dreams. Only good dreams will go through the small holes. This is my gift to you. All your bad dreams will become tangled in the web. Only good dreams will be remembered."