A Folktale from Russia. Adapted by Elisa Pearmain. Once upon a time there lived a tailor’s son named Joseph. He worked beside his father in his little shop cutting and stitching clothing for the wealthy folks in town. As he grew older, Joseph began to dream of making something special for himself to wear. He […]
By Christopher Maier, M .A. People are starving for something that was meant to pass between them but is not presently passing. Call it a vibration if you like, or attention, or love. —Jacob Needleman I was in a university theater, and a man on a bare stage was telling stories. I was weeping quietly
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by Shawn Small. Our small group of Boise, Idaho, high school students sat under the shadow of the ornate, white-chalk Comayagua Cathedral in central Honduras. We circled up on the ground, most cross-legged, creating an ideal atmosphere to process an exceptionally challenging yet remarkably fulfilling week in the summer of 2007. The soft breeze, brought
A parable from Sri Ramakrishna. Retold by Liz Mangual. I loved this story when I first heard it told. I thought it would be a perfect story to share with incarcerated teens. It served a twofold purpose. I could use it to share a personal story, always a good way to start, and also to
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Maureen Evans. The parable of the Prodigal Son, from the Gospel of Luke 15:11-32, resonates with me as an apt and adaptable story about the complexity of forgiveness. The word “prodigal” means wasteful, especially with money. Rembrandt’s painting “The Return of the Prodigal Son,” hanging in The Hermitage, has a strong place in my heart.
by Sunwolf, Ph.D. At nightfall the cuckolded and damaged king ordered another maiden and her slave brought to his chambers and took his pleasure. As the night wore on the slave spoke，”Mistress if you are not sleepy tell us one of your lovely little tales to while away the night before I must bid you
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by Kathy Murphy. Imagine a small group of older people sitting in a living room. I begin to tell stories. Someone in the audience might fall asleep, or interrupt me, or get up and leave. Or, something magical might happen… I am a freelance storyteller, working mostly with senior adults in long-term healthcare facilities and
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(** denotes favorite resources) See Also: Annotated Bibliography by Bill Noonan Ajjan, D. The Day My Father Died: Women Share Their Stories of Love, Loss and Life. Philadelphia, PA: Running Cliffs, 1994. Akeret, Ed.D., and Robert U. Family Tales, Family Wisdom: How to Gather the Stories of a Lifetime and Share Them With Your Family.
