Answer:
Sheets of paper that tell new stories each day.
What runs around the whole yard without moving?
What is it that leaps and runs and yet, has no feet?
What goes through a door but never goes in and never comes out?
A cloud was my mother, the wind is my father, my son is the cool stream, and my daughter is the fruit of the land. A rainbow is my bed, the earth my final resting place, and I'm the torment of man.
This food is a tortilla filled with cheese and sometimes chicken before being heated or cooked.