Once upon a time in an ancient land, a monk versed in the arts of kamito notatakai or Fighting Paper, one day sat to meditate and fashioned special origami form.
He folded it carefully, taking many days to give it perfect folds and creases. He paid special attention to it's symmetry and perfection. What he completed was a beautiful origami crane. He held it up to the sun and breathed his chi into it. And the little paper crane fluttered to life.
He laughed as his little creation flew around the room. it fluttered up to the stone ledge where he kept his rice bowl. Then it flew to the niche where he laid his rolled mat made of rushes. When it landed on his bald head, he took it down and began to teach it the meditations of kamito notatakai.
After a year and a day, Origami Crane was schooled in his meditations. He gained an understanding of his rice paper nature. He could meditate on his oneness with the fields and earth and sea and sky. He was schooled in his warrior arts and was ready to set out to learn about the nature of the world of which he was a part. So he set out over the mountains with his master's blessing to discover his destiny.
One day not long after his journey began, he soared where the mountains dropped away towards the sea. At the edge of a small bay he spotted a lowly hut. Origami Crane decided he should go down close to look and see who lived in such a place. He never had been near the sea and thought there were things he could learn here.
As he got closer, Origami Crane saw fish drying on a stand near the hut. He understood that this was the home of one who drew their living from the sea. Oneness with the ocean was foreign to him, and so he decided to find the one who lived at this place and ask to be taught the way of the sea.
He flew around the hut until he saw a lone fisher girl in a broad woven hat loading her small boat. Unwilling to disturb her, he stayed in the air and watched as she pushed her boat away from the sand and jumped in. She arranged her single sail and floated into the bay.
When she was far out in the bay, she took down her sail. Then she threw a round net with stone weights and ropes out in the water. The fisher girl waited until it sank, then pulled the rope tightly back up to the boat. It carried silvery, flopping fish with it. She loaded the fish into a lidded basket, then lowered it into the water along the side of the boat. Again she threw the net into the water.