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HELP RENNA WITH HER HOMEWORK!; IMPORTANT!
Topic Started: Sep 28 2010, 09:51 AM (140 Views)
Renna Mochrie
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Okay, so this semester I am taking a folklore class. I love stories so I was under the impression that it would be a fun. I was wrong -- mostly because it is a lot of work.

I have several assignments throughout the semester where I have to collect stories, and these assignments are a pain in the butt. My teacher wants the stories as they are told, verbatim, and since I have no recording device this makes it really hard. Also, I feel kind of pathetic going up to random people and begging "Will you tell me a story?"

Our class theme is Tradition vs Technology, so I actually have some solid ground for my colossal, stupendous, fantastic idea. Apparently some folklorists are convinced that technology destroys tradition, and we spend a lot of class time discussing that. I thought it could be cool if most of my stories come from the Internet!

Would you all be kind and tell me a story? :) The only requirement is that the story has been told more than once. It can be a myth, the tale of your first kiss, something that happened to your uncle. Whatever, as long as it has been told more than once. Also you should be willing to have other people read it and the tale potentially archived, so I'd avoid anything you don't want the world to know. I'd really, really appreciate it, and the more I have the better.

Thank you! <3

PS. If you would, could you please PM me the following information (or type it with your story if you don't mind?) It's okay to generalize where you live, since this is the Internet and we want to be safe. Something like "Nevada" or "Scotland" will probably be fine with the caveat that I don't actually KNOW any of you. "Relationship to Collector": Online writing buddy, perhaps?

Age: Gender:
Place of Birth:
Home region (city, state, country):
Religion:
Ethnicity:
Occupation/Avocation:
Relation to collector:
Other: Brief, engaging sketch of informant’s interests and personality.
Family background including family of origin (parents’ marital status, number of siblings, birth order) and nuclear family if pertinent.
Mention informant’s comments about meaning, significance, and level of belief in and approval of the item.
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Isabel Leigh
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Virtue alone is invincible.
Back before I lived with my brother and his girlfriend, my brother had a job at the Wal-Mart warehouse that's out of town. It's situated off a highway exit and there's some trees and stuff there, but other than that it's just sagebrush. My brother usually went out there early in the morning when it was still dark, and one morning he's driving along and something runs into the road. He brakes and for a second he thought that it was a child, but it streaks off into the trees on the side of the road. So my brother pulls over and gets out of his truck, but not before pulling out his flashlight and gun (my brother has a concealed carry permit, so don't worry, it's legit). My brother points his flashlight into the trees and calls, "Hello?" a couple of times before he finally sees what ran into the road.

It's humanoid in shape, about four feet tall or so, with white skin and a triangular-like shaped head. It stares at him and Erick's still kinda like, "WTF?" so he calls again, "Hello?" and the thing starts lumbering towards him. My brother draws his gun since he's pretty freaked out and tells him to stop, but it keeps coming, so my brother fires off a few rounds at it. It's hit once or twice before bolting off into the trees like crazy fast and my brother gets back in his truck and books it to work.

I have a ton of these that I'll have to keep adding when I'm not at work because strange these fascinate and terrify me. XD But I would also recommend Oh No They Didn't Creepy for similar stories too. They have Free For All Creepies where people can post their own firsthand creepy stories or things experienced by others in their families. Be warned, though, they have creeped me out so bad that I've been unable to sleep at night.
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Jane Popincourt
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Sooooo, I am attempting to make this sound semi-formal. We will see how it works out. Hopefully you can use this. It’s a small segment of a popular tale, but it’s always been one of my favorites cause it’s adorable! My version might be a little different, but it’s just the way I was told.

  • Long ago, there was a great ballgame between the Animals of the earth, and the Birds of the Sky. The Animals, confident in their abilities were the ones to challenge the Birds who could not turn down such a match. While they were intimidated and frightened they still accepted. Each team had a great captain. Captain of the Animals, was Yona, the bear. He was strong and powerful, and eagerly boasted about how no one would be able to stop him! Wohali, the eagle, was captain of the Birds. He was swift and strong, as were the others of his time, but the Animals were still intimidating with Dagasi the turtle, and Awi the deer.
    As they awaited for the start of the ballgame, Yona was approached by two very small creatures on four legs no bitter than a mouse. When they asked to join the team of the Animals, Yona, and all the others laughed at them and mocked them for their small size. Leaving the Animals, the small creatures went to Wohali, and asked him if they could please play for the birds. While Wohali pitied the poor creatures for the rudeness of the Animals, he said they had no wings. Consulting with the players of his time, Wohali concluded that they could make the small creatures wings out of the drum used in the dance prior to the start of the ballgame. Made from groundhog skin, they used part of the drum head stretched on splints to make small wings for one of the small creatures, and this is how the bat, called Tlameha, came to be.
    Feeling as if they must do something for the other creature. . but there was no more leather to be used from the drum! Thinking of how the groundhog leather was made, one of the birds suggested that they stretch the small creature’s skin! And so they did, and this is how the flying squirrel Tewa came to be.

The story is a bit longer, but I figured this was enough. If you need more, just let me know!! I hope this worrrrrks. I’m just happy to share this with someone. <3
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Alfonse du Rosseau
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I've told this story millions of times, because it's awesome XD

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An Indian man is walking towards the river, when he stumbles upon a spirit (I am not sure why he is granted three wishes). He wishes for money, a family, and power, and the spirit grants this wish by turning him into a bowl.

A young woman comes down the banks, and finds the bowl with gold pieces in it. Excited, she brings it to the chieftain, who marries her in favor for the money. He has been granted his first wish; wealth.

He is then used when the Chieftain's wife gives birth to her child, and is used to hold the newborn baby as he is being born. He has been granted his second wish; a family.

Then, the bowl is used in a ceremony of blood and battle to become a warrior in the tribe. He holds the blood of the winner's first kill. He has been granted his final wish; Power.

The bowl is then forgotten over centuries, and, when discovered on the banks of the river, is not a bowl, but an old man. When he dies, archaeologists merely find the broken remains of the bowl, and put them on display at a museum.

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I dunno if this is what you meant, but XD I have hundreds of Norse tales too, if you need them. Thing is, my parents may not approve of your little form there /shrug. They're over-cautious, I know >>
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