Suddenly, i heard a strange noise. far below, on the beach, there was a huge cockle shell. puzzled, i landed next to it, hearing the crying of many creatures inside of it. i sang the most beautiful song i knew to calm them. my curiosity about the contents of that shell gnawed at me. with my talons, i grasped the edges of the shell, and with a mighty effort, i pried it open. out sprang dozens of human men! based on the excerpt, how do the haida feel about the sea? a. since the first people emerge from raven, the haida must think highly of birds. b. since the first people emerge from seashells, the haida must think highly of the sea. c. since the first people emerge from raven, the haida must dislike birds. d. since the first people emerged from the sea, the haida must dislike the sea.