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Week 11 Story: Sioux Legends

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(Chief Black Tail Deer and his family: Wikipedia ) The Rabbit and the Grouse Girls The rabbit to the side of a hill where he saw the grouse girls. He claimed he could get them fine skin with bangles on it to slide down the hill. He asked them to get inside the skin, but the girls were afraid. The rabbit flattered them and coxed them into the sack and quickly closing it shut. Bringing it to grandmother, he asked her to watch it while he went to get willow sticks for spits. The girls begged to be let out and the grandmother let them get away. The rabbit was very angry when he came back.  The Rabbit and the Bear The rabbit was out of arrows and the fall hunt was coming. He needed flint to make the arrowheads and the only place to get it was the old bear chief. The rabbit set out to the bear’s village where he came to a hut. The woman welcomed him with a fire for his feet. The next day, the rabbit went to the bear and the bear showed how his body was half flesh and half flint. The...

Week 9 Story: Runaway Rapunzel

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Here is another classic story that everyone has heard about Rapunzel, the innocent girl with beautiful hair. The thing is though, I am not as innocent as I may seem. There is a reason I was locked away in a tour. Prison life is nothing for me and this isn't my first rodeo! The story of sweet Rapunzel being punished and can't be reunited with her lover isn't quite true. Let me tell you the truth on why I really was locked away by the "wicked" witch!  Once upon a time, my father and mother so desperately wanted a child, but by good faith alone, my mother's womb was barren. My parents continued to pray to the good Lord above from their charming cottage that looked out upon a perfectly splendid garden. This wasn't just any garden though. This garden was surrounded by a monstrous stone wall, and the garden belonged to an evil sorcerer, or a witch as many passerby's liked to call her.  One day, my mother noticed a lush harvest of rapunzel growing in the corn...

Story Laboratory: Persian Tales, Week 6

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(A demon throwing Rostam into the sea) Tortoise Bowl-On-The-Back and the Fox There once was a tortoise sowing seed when a fox stopped by saying “may Gog give you strength.” Soon the seed was ready for reaping and the fox came by to say the same thing as before. He came again at harvest time, but this time he came for his share. The two began to fight, leading to a proposed race. The tortoise had his brother hide in the threshing floor since he knew he couldn’t beat the fox. When the fox got to the barn, he realized he lost. He had been tricked. The greedy are put to shame.  The Story of the Wolf-Bride Once there was a father who had a son and one day an akhund prophesied his son would be torn apart by wolves. The father built an underground chamber for his son to live. As he grew older, it was time for him to marry so the son married the father’s brother’s daughter. In the chamber, the girl turned into a wolf and tore him to pieces. When daylight came, the woman found the dead brid...

Week 7 Story: Cindy goes to Juvie

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I know everyone has heard the story of sweet Cinderella, but I am not as sweet as everyone makes me out to be. What can I say I get into trouble every now and then but I’m just having fun! The story you have heard about Cinderella coming home at midnight isn’t quite the whole truth! Let me tell you what really happened that ehh wonderful night!   Once upon a time, there was a very affluent man and wife who had a rather charming daughter named Cinderella. The wife became rather ill that winter and passed away from repeated drug use that stopped her heart. As Cinderella and her father carried her out into the storm to bury her under the willow tree, blood flowed from her eyes, staining the snow crimson.    Cinderella’s father began to weep. He told little Cindy “when you grow up, remember to stay out of trouble and allows follow the rules.” Cinderella pondered on these words for what seemed like thirty seconds and then shoved them to the back of her mind, forgetting them fo...

Week 3 Story: The Gospel of Mark

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This week, I read the Gospel of Mark for the Biblical unit. I chose this story because of faith being an important factor in my life. I was familiar with the story, but reading it for a second time allowed to me to understand the story as a whole far better I also picked up on details I didn't pick up on the first time. For this storytelling assignment, I wanted to retell the Gospel of Mark and challenge myself by doing a 100-word story! I feel like this could be a great tool for other fellow Christians like myself to evangelize and share the gospel. Here I go! 100-Word Gospel of Mark The story begins with Jesus being baptized by John the Baptist. Then Jesus travels to Galilee to gather his first disciples. Immediately, Jesus begins preaching and performing miracles. These miracles reach King Herod, leading him to behead John the Baptist. While this is occurring, Jesus feeds the 5,000 and continues performing miracles. Also, Jesus foreshadows his death to his disciples three times ...

Week 2 Story

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  Beauty and Blazing Dragon ONCE upon a time there was a beautiful palace that sat atop a hill and it looked out upon the quaint village below. The palace belonged to a king and queen and they had a daughter named Esmeralda. Esmeralda was a beautiful girl with alabaster skin and golden hair that fell in ringlets down her back. She may have been beautiful, but her heart was hardened. She was a greedy little girl.   One day her father asked their servant Marcus to run into town and get whatever Princess Esmeralda wanted. The princess asked for an abundance of things from books, to hair barrettes, to trinkets, and pretty dresses in shades of orange, red and gold.    Princess Esmeralda said, “Bring me all these things and you will be rewarded.”   Marcus replied, “Anything for the daughter of the great kingdom I serve.”    Marcus saddled his horse and went out into the sunset, leaving the palace walls behind him. All he brought with himself was a worn paper...