Once upon a time—around the corner from Neverland, two bus stops past Narnia, and slightly to the left of your imagination—there lay a kingdom so peaceful that even the dragons practiced yoga. The king was wise, the queen was kind, and the royal accountant was deeply concerned about the rising price of magic beans. In… Continue reading Why Fairytales Matter – Slides
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Folklore: King Grisly Beard from Project Gutenberg
A great king of a land far away in the East had a daughter who was very beautiful, but so proud, and haughty, and conceited, that none of the princes who came to ask her in marriage was good enough for her, and she only made sport of them. Once upon a time the king… Continue reading Folklore: King Grisly Beard from Project Gutenberg
Shepherd Lore
Dusk is messenger of sunset, birds fly away, hills sink, Fireflies become touches to guide the Shepherd through hills and valleys; nothing troubles man and sheep more than the thought of warm wool and smell of hay
Grandmother’s Table
Good evening everyone. This story was adapted from the Brothers Grimm and I’ll like to share it with you. It may be that the older we get, the more this story will mean to us. But we should learn it while we are young, for the sake of the generation coming before us. We should… Continue reading Grandmother’s Table
The Boy Who Cried “Wolf”
This is one of Aesop’s most famous fable. It’s old but not rusty. As you read through note that the fastest way to lose what we call our good character is to lose our honesty. There was once a shepherd boy who kept his flock at a little distance from the village. Once he thought… Continue reading The Boy Who Cried “Wolf”
The night fades slowly
Cloak of darkness fall
As the crickets prepare
For another night song
Bonfires lit the night
To keep the wild dogs off
The children set the stage
For a moon light folktale
And beneath the stars
The small hamlet waits
Let us dance while the moon shine
As we swerve about together
To see the stars as they glitter
Let us dance under the baobab
Besides the termites castle
And the grazing field for the cattle
When we dance under the baobab
And the moon light up the cloud is bright
All beautiful memories come alive in the night
Now let the wind flow about us
And let the kids gather for a tale
For such nights as this are rare
