The real story about the birth of the Spreewald

According to an old legend the Spreewald is an unsuccessful work of the devil. When he ploughed the river bed of the Spree with his yoke of oxen long time ago, he had already got on a good piece, but the two draught animals showed themselves tired and wanted no longer so properly. This did not fit in the bogy. He furiously threw his cap after the cattle creatures and yelled at it: "Damned lazy cattle fetches you might be caught by my grandmother"!

This view must have frightened the animals so much. Anyway they took flight and ran with the plough in different directions.

The oxen taking to their heels dragged a delta along place one with 350 watercourses proper river bed, flows about more than 500 km of length. Nobody knows it exactly.
Legends are a part of the folk literature, a special empire of the poetry. The legends of the sorbish peoples and wendish people are connected to the rural folk art in the Spreewald mostly.