DIVING IN THE MOON HONORING STORY, FACILITATING HEALING Stuck In History © Donna Jacobs Sife This month is a busy one for storytellers in Sydney. Being Book Week, or more accurately Book Month, I am scheduled for scores of performances in schools. As always, I will be telling stories from many different traditions. The one […]
DIVING IN THE MOON HONORING STORY, FACILITATING HEALING Sometimes A Wild God © Tom Hirons Sometimes a wild god comes to the table. He is awkward and does not know the ways Of porcelain, of fork and mustard and silver. His voice makes vinegar from wine. When the wild god arrives at the door, You
DIVING IN THE MOON HONORING STORY, FACILITATING HEALING Putting Down the Burning Coal: Transforming Resentments Into Forgiveness Through Story © Elisa Pearmain ‘Harboring resentment is like holding a burning coal that you wish to throw at your enemy, but instead you are the one who is burned.’ The Buddha There is a story about a
DIVING IN THE MOON HONORING STORY, FACILITATING HEALING A Chelm Story © Dan Yashinsky Shlemiel woke up one day and looked around his little house. The kids were busy playing video games. His wife was already starting to scold him for being lazy. The dog had peed – again – on the kitchen floor. Enough
Selected Bibliography for the Show Compiled by Milbre Burch, PhD www.kindcrone.com Folktales Told in Changing Skins Boas, Franz. “Coyote, Fox, and Panther” in Memoirs of the American Folk-lore Society, Volume 11. Lancaster, PA: American Folklore Society, 1917 (pp. 75-76). Braid, Donald. “The Lad and the Black Laird” in Scottish Traveller Tales: Lives Shaped through
Changing Skins: Folktales about Gender, Identity and Humanity
Summary: “Vasilissa, the Priest’s Daughter,” is in the Afanase’ev collection. The title character is not at all interested in “womanish” things. She has dressed in male clothes since childhood, goes hunting with the guys and calls herself Vasily Vasilyevich, which means Basil, son of Basil. The tsar hears a rumor that this guy is a
Vasilissa, The Priest’s Daughter or Vasilisa Poponov
When the sun sunk into the west and the moon appeared in the east, Khojisteh went to the parrot to ask leave and said, “O thou wise bird, whose counsels are prudent and who acts the part of a friend! If you think it adviseable, delay not today in giving me permission, or else speak
Tales of a Parrot: Of a Brahmin Falling in Love
This droll story is of Hindu extraction, and in much the same form is still current in Southern India. In the “Exposition” prefixed to the Dubois’ French translation of the Tamil version of the Panchatantra, p. 15, it is given with a few unimportant variations: The name of the king is Nihla-Keton, his country is
Once upon a time there lived an emperor who was a great conqueror, and reigned over more countries than anyone in the world. And whenever he subdued a fresh kingdom, he only granted peace on condition that the king should deliver him one of his sons for ten years’ service. Now on the borders of
The Girl Who Pretended to be a Boy
Live Performance 2010 Ivan tells the story of losing the local barber without notice and the hunt for a new one.
