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Deborah Harper, President of Psychjourney, interview Mr. Terrence Gargiulo, MA, co-author of In the Land of Difficult People: 24 Timeless Tales Reveal How to Tame Beasts at Work by Terrence L. Gargiulo and Gini Graham Scott published by AMACOM/American Management, Association. Terrence L. Gargiulo, President of MakingStories.net, is a speaker and consultant on the role of narrative in organizations, whose clients include Coca-Cola, GM, the Harvard Business School, and the US Coast Guard. He is also the author of On Cloud Nine: Weathering the Challenge of Many Generations in the Workplace. He holds a Master of Management in Human Services from the Florence Heller School, at Brandeis University, and is a recipient of Inc. Magazine's Marketing Master Award and the 2008 HR Leadership Award from the Asia Pacific HRM Congress. Visit his website.

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Jack & The Beanstalk is the television pilot for the "Foolish Fairy Tales" series created by Carrington International Studios.

Jack & The Beanstalk is the television pilot for the "Foolish Fairy Tales" series created by Carrington International Studios.

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Download the MP3 Audio The Snow Queen by Hans Christian Andersen was one of the first stories that Natasha read for us. It s always been one of our favourites, but we also had a feeling that we could do it better - especially as the original had an echo on it. This new recording with atmospheric music comes in three parts. The text is a masterpiece by Hans Christian Andersen, full of the strange beauty of ice-cold winter, and the warmth of true love. Kay - a little boy - has a piece of bewitched glass stuck in his heart. Everything beautiful starts to appear ugly to him. Soon after, he is kidnapped by the Snow Queen. His childhood sweetheart, Gerda, goes in search of him, and travels across a magical land scape on a journey which finishes in the frozen North. We are using the Andrew Lang version from his Pink Fairy book of 1897. It was actually translated from the Danish by Miss Alma Alleyne. The picture, from 1924, is by the British illustrator Anne Andersen. Read by Natasha. Duration 14.47. Parts 2 and 3 to follow. (more )

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Author: LeMeridienSH Added: Mon, 10 Dec 2007 12:10:20 -0800 Duration: 162Sam Samore: "I would describe my work as related to fairy tales." Samores role within LM100 is to help identify and chronicle the narratives inherent in the guest experience, from his contributions to the stories included in Le Mridiens 50 Words story collection to his role as an artist behind a series of keys in the UNLOCK ART collection Le Mridiens experiences are defined and enriched by a group of cultural innovators and artists called Le Mridien 100. The group comprises a global array of visionaries, from painters to photographers, musicians to designers, chefs to architects. For more information www.lemeridien.com

Click to download the mp3 audio By the Brothers Grimm In this beautiful story, a princess comes to the rescue of her brothers who have been turned into six swans. A vow of silence leaves her unable to defend herself against the most terrible injustice. She has to contend with not only a wicked step-mother, but a wicked mother-in-law too - which is surely less than fair, even by the standards of fairytales. The fabulous picture in 1920s fashion (click to enlarge) is by Elenore Abbott (1875-1935). Read by Natasha. Duration 13.57. A king was once hunting in a great wood, and he hunted the game so eagerly that none of his courtiers could follow him. When evening came on he stood still and looked round him, and he saw that he had quite lost himself. He sought a way out, but could find none. Then he saw an old woman with a shaking head coming towards him; but she was a witch. Good woman, he said to her, can you not show me the way out of the wood? Oh, certainly, Sir King, she replied, I can quite well do that, but on one condition, which if you do not fulfil you will never get out of the wood, and will die of hunger. What is the condition? asked the King. I have a daughter, said the old woman, who is so beautiful that she has not her equal in the world, and is well fitted to be your wife; if you will make her lady-queen I will show you the way out of the wood. The King in his anguish of mind consented, and the old woman led him to her little house where her daughter was sitting by the fire. She received the King as if she were expecting him, and he saw that she was certainly very beautiful; but she did not please him, and he could not look at her without a secret feeling of horror. As soon as he had lifted the maiden on to his horse the old woman showed him the way, and the King reached his palace, where the wedding was celebrated. The King had already been married once, and had by his first wife seven children, six boys and one girl, whom he loved more than anything in the world. And now, because he was afraid that their stepmother might not treat them well and might do them harm, he put them in a lonely castle that stood in the middle of a wood. It lay so hidden, and the way to it was so hard to find, that he himself could not have found it out had not a wise-woman given him a reel of thread which possessed a marvellous property: when he threw it before him it unwound itself and showed him the way. But the King went so often to his dear children that the Queen was offended at his absence. She grew curious, and wanted to know what he had to do quite alone in the wood. She gave his servants a great deal of money, and they betrayed the secret to her, and also told her of the reel of thread which alone could point out the way. She had no rest now till she had found out where the King guarded the reel, and then she made some little white shirts, and, as she had learnt from her witch-mother, sewed an enchantment in each of them. And when the King had ridden off she took the little shirts and went into the wood, and the reel showed her the way. The children, who saw someone coming in the distance, thought it was their dear father coming to them, and sprang to meet him very joyfully. Then she threw over each one a little shirt, which when it had touched their bodies changed them into swans, and they flew away over the forest. The Queen went home quite satisfied, and thought she had got rid of her step-children; but the girl had not run to meet her with her brothers, and she knew nothing of her. The next day the King came to visit his children, but he found no one but the girl. Where are your brothers? asked the King. Alas! dear father, she answered, they have gone away and left me all alone. And she told him that looking out of her little window she had seen her brothers flying over the wood in the shape of swans, and she showed him the feathers which they had let fall in the yard, and which she had collected. The King mourned, but he did not think that the Queen had done the wicked deed, and as he was afraid the maiden would also be taken from him, he wanted to take her with him. But she was afraid of the stepmother, and begged the King to let her stay just one night more in the castle in the wood. The poor maiden thought, My home is no longer here; I will go and seek my brothers. And when night came she fled away into the forest. She ran all through the night and the next day, till she could go no farther for weariness. Then she saw a little hut, went in, and found a room with six little beds. She was afraid to lie down on one, so she crept under one of them, lay on the hard floor, and was going to spend the night there. But when the sun had set she heard a noise, and saw six swans flying in at the window. They stood on the floor and blew at one another, and blew all their feathers off, and their swan-skin came off like a shirt. Then the maiden recognised her brothers, and overjoyed she crept out from under the bed. Her brothers were not less delighted than she to see their little sister again, but their joy did not last long. You cannot stay here, they said to her. This is a den of robbers; if they were to come here and find you they would kill you. Could you not protect me? asked the little sister. No, they answered, for we can only lay aside our swan skins for a quarter of an hour every evening. For this time we regain our human forms, but then we are changed into swans again. Then the little sister cried and said, Can you not be freed? Oh, no, they said, the conditions are too hard. You must not speak or laugh for six years, and must make in that time six shirts for us out of star-flowers. If a single word comes out of your mouth, all your labour is vain. And when the brothers had said this the quarter of an hour came to an end, and they flew away out of the window as swans. But the maiden had determined to free her brothers even if it should cost her her life. She left the hut, went into the forest, climbed a tree, and spent the night there. The next morning she went out, collected star-flowers, and began to sew. She could speak to no one, and she had no wish to laugh, so she sat there, looking only at her work. When she had lived there some time, it happened that the King of the country was hunting in the forest, and his hunters came to the tree on which the maiden sat. They called to her and said Who are you? But she gave no answer. Come down to us, they said, we will do you no harm. But she shook her head silently. As they pressed her further with questions, she threw them the golden chain from her neck. But they did not leave off, and she threw them her girdle, and when this was no use, her garters, and then her dress. The huntsmen would not leave her alone, but climbed the tree, lifted the maiden down, and led her to the King. The King asked, Who are you? What are you doing up that tree? But she answered nothing. He asked her in all the languages he knew, but she remained as dumb as a fish. Because she was so beautiful, however, the King s heart was touched, and he was seized with a great love for her. He wrapped her up in his cloak, placed her before him on his horse. and brought her to his castle. There he had her dressed in rich clothes, and her beauty shone out as bright as day, but not a word could be drawn from her. He set her at table by his side, and her modest ways and behaviour pleased him so much that he said, I will marry this maiden and none other in the world, and after some days he married her. But the King had a wicked mother who was displeased with the marriage, and said wicked things of the young Queen. Who knows who this girl is? she said; she cannot speak, and is not worthy of a king. After a year, when the Queen had her first child, the old mother took it away from her. Then she went to the King and said that the Queen had killed it. The King would not believe it, and would not allow any harm to be done her. But she sat quietly sewing at the shirts and troubling herself about nothing. The next time she had a child the wicked mother did the same thing, but the King could not make up his mind to believe her. He said, She is too sweet and good to do such a thing as that. If she were not dumb and could defend herself, her innocence would be proved. But when the third child was taken away, and the Queen was again accused, and could not utter a word in her own defence, the King was obliged to give her over to the law, which decreed that she must be burnt to death. When the day came on which the sentence was to be executed, it was the last day of the six years in which she must not speak or laugh, and now she had freed her dear brothers from the power of the enchantment. The six shirts were done; there was only the left sleeve wanting to the last. When she was led to the stake, she laid the shirts on her arm, and as she stood on the pile and the fire was about to be lighted, she looked around her and saw six swans flying through the air. Then she knew that her release was at hand and her heart danced for joy. The swans fluttered round her, and hovered low so that she could throw the shirts over them. When they had touched them the swan-skins fell off, and her brothers stood before her living, well and beautiful. Only the youngest had a swan s wing instead of his left arm. They embraced and kissed each other, and the Queen went to the King, who was standing by in great astonishment, and began to speak to him, saying, Dearest husband, now I can speak and tell you openly that I am innocent and have been falsely accused. She told him of the old woman s deceit, and how she had taken the three children away and hidden them. Then they were fetched, to the great joy of the King, and the wicked mother came to no good end. But the King and the Queen with their six brothers lived many years in happiness and peace.

Download the MP3 Audio of Rapunzel (right click, save as) By the Brothers Grimm. This wonderful story has it all: the maiden in the tower, the baby taken at birth by a wicked witch, and an enchanted but forbiden garden. In addition you can relish the iconic image of a maiden lowering her long tresses of golden hair down to her prince, so that he can climb up to her. Fortunately she had strong roots. The colour picture is by Johnny Gruelle, and the black and white picture lower down is by Walter Crane. Read by Natasha. Duration 12 minutes. (more )

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Download the MP3 Audio of The Tinderbox The Tinderbox was the first story published (in 1835) by the Danish storyteller, Hans Christian Andersen. Its exciting plot seems to owe quite a lot to Aladdin. from the 1001 Nights. The Tinderbox - a box to kindle a flame - is the equivalent of the wonderful lamp, the witch is the evil magician, and the dogs with swirling eyes take the place of the two genies of the lamps. There is even a princess who is brought to the hero while asleep. But instead of the exotic eastern setting, we are in Europe, with a comparison of the dog s eyes to the Great Tower of Copenhagen in Andersen s native Denmark. Perhaps the moral of this tale is that there is no moral. It seem that everyone in it is mostly interested in money and prestige, and the soldier s friends quickly abandon him when he loses his wealth. This may represent the young author s cynical view of Copenhagen society - he moved there from his village when he was young. Anyway, it ends happily for the hero and the princess (but not for the witch of the King and Queen). Read by Natasha. Duration 22.47 A soldier came marching along the high road left, right! A left, right! He had his knapsack on his back and a sword by his side, for he had been to the wars and was now returning home. An old Witch met him on the road. She was very ugly to look at: her bottom-lip hung down to her breast. Good evening, Soldier! she said. What a fine sword and knapsack you have! You are the very picture of a fine soldier! You ought to have as much money as you can carry! Thank you, old Witch, said the Soldier. Do you see that great tree there? said the Witch, pointing to a tree beside them. It is hollow within. You must climb up to the top, and then you will see a hole through which you can let yourself down into the tree. I will tie a rope round your waist, so that I may be able to pull you up again when you call. What shall I do down there? asked the Soldier. Get money! answered the Witch. Listen! When you reach the bottom of the tree you will find yourself in a large hall; it is light there, for there are more than three hundred lamps burning. Then you will see three doors, which you can open the keys are in the locks. If you go into the first room, you will see a great chest in the middle of the floor with a dog sitting upon it; he has eyes as large as saucers, but you needn t trouble about him. I will give you my blue-check apron, which you must spread out on the floor, and then go back quickly and fetch the dog and set him upon it; open the chest and take as much money as you like. It is copper there. If you would rather have silver, you must go into the next room, where there is a dog with eyes as large as mill-wheels. But don t take any notice of him; just set him upon my apron, and help yourself to the money. If you prefer gold, you can get that too, if you go into the third room, and as much as you like to carry. But the dog that guards the chest there has eyes as large as the Round Tower at Copenhagen! He is a savage dog, I can tell you; but you needn t be afraid of him either. Only, put him on my apron and he won t touch you, and you can take out of the chest as much gold as you like! Come, this is not bad! said the Soldier. But what am I to give you, old Witch; for surely you are not going to do this for nothing? Yes, I am! replied the Witch. Not a single farthing will I take! For me you shall bring nothing but an old tinder-box which my grandmother forgot last time she was down there. Well, tie the rope round my waist! said the Soldier. Here it is, said the Witch, and here is my blue-check apron. Then the Soldier climbed up the tree, let himself down through the hole, and found himself standing, as the Witch had said, underground in the large hall, where the three hundred lamps were burning. Well, he opened the first door. Ugh! there sat the dog with eyes as big as saucers glaring at him. You are a fine fellow! said the Soldier, and put him on the Witch s apron, took as much copper as his pockets could hold; then he shut the chest, put the dog on it again, and went into the second room. Sure enough there sat the dog with eyes as large as mill-wheels. You had better not look at me so hard! said the Soldier. Your eyes will come out of their sockets! And then he set the dog on the apron. When he saw all the silver in the chest, he threw away the copper he had taken, and filled his pockets and knapsack with nothing but silver. Then he went into the third room. Horrors! the dog there had two eyes, each as large as the Round Tower at Copenhagen, spinning round in his head like wheels. Good evening! said the Soldier and saluted, for he had never seen a dog like this before. But when he had examined him more closely, he thought to himself: Now then, I ve had enough of this! and put him down on the floor, and opened the chest. Heavens! what a heap of gold there was! With all that he could buy up the whole town, and all the sugar pigs, all the tin soldiers, whips and rocking-horses in the whole world. Now he threw away all the silver with which he had filled his pockets and knapsack, and filled them with gold instead yes, all his pockets, his knapsack, cap and boots even, so that he could hardly walk. Now he was rich indeed. He put the dog back upon the chest, shut the door, and then called up through the tree: Now pull me up again, old Witch! Have you got the tinder-box also? asked the Witch. Botheration! said the Soldier, I had clean forgotten it! And then he went back and fetched it. The Witch pulled him up, and there he stood again on the high road, with pockets, knapsack, cap and boots filled with gold. What do you want to do with the tinder-box? asked the Soldier. That doesn t matter to you, replied the Witch. You have got your money, give me my tinder-box. We ll see! said the Soldier. Tell me at once what you want to do with it, or I will draw my sword, and cut off your head! No! screamed the Witch. The Soldier immediately cut off her head. That was the end of her! But he tied up all his gold in her apron, slung it like a bundle over his shoulder, put the tinder-box in his pocket, and set out towards the town. It was a splendid town! He turned into the finest inn, ordered the best chamber and his favourite dinner; for now that he had so much money he was really rich. It certainly occurred to the servant who had to clean his boots that they were astonishingly old boots for such a rich lord. But that was because he had not yet bought new ones; next day he appeared in respectable boots and fine clothes. Now, instead of a common soldier he had become a noble lord, and the people told him about all the grand doings of the town and the King, and what a beautiful Princess his daughter was. How can one get to see her? asked the Soldier. She is never to be seen at all! they told him; she lives in a great copper castle, surrounded by many walls and towers! No one except the King may go in or out, for it is prophesied that she will marry a common soldier, and the King cannot submit to that. I should very much like to see her, thought the Soldier; but he could not get permission. Now he lived very gaily, went to the theatre, drove in the King s garden, and gave the poor a great deal of money, which was very nice of him; he had experienced in former times how hard it is not to have a farthing in the world. Now he was rich, wore fine clothes, and made many friends, who all said that he was an excellent man, a real nobleman. And the Soldier liked that. But as he was always spending money, and never made any more, at last the day came when he had nothing left but two shillings, and he had to leave the beautiful rooms in which he had been living, and go into a little attic under the roof, and clean his own boots, and mend them with a darning-needle. None of his friends came to visit him there, for there were too many stairs to climb. It was a dark evening, and he could not even buy a light. But all at once it flashed across him that there was a little end of tinder in the tinder-box, which he had taken from the hollow tree into which the Witch had helped him down. He found the box with the tinder in it; but just as he was kindling a light, and had struck a spark out of the tinder-box, the door burst open, and the dog with eyes as large as saucers, which he had seen down in the tree, stood before him and said: What does my lord command? What s the meaning of this? exclaimed the Soldier. This is a pretty kind of tinder-box, if I can get whatever I want like this. Get me money! he cried to the dog, and hey, presto! he was off and back again, holding a great purse full of money in his mouth. Now the Soldier knew what a wonderful tinder-box this was. If he rubbed once, the dog that sat on the chest of copper appeared; if he rubbed twice, there came the dog that watched over the silver chest; and if he rubbed three times, the one that guarded the gold appeared. Now, the Soldier went down again to his beautiful rooms, and appeared once more in splendid clothes. All his friends immediately recognised him again, and paid him great court. One day he thought to himself: It is very strange that no one can get to see the Princess. They all say she is very pretty, but what s the use of that if she has to sit for ever in the great copper castle with all the towers? Can I not manage to see her somehow? Where is my tinder-box? and so he struck a spark, and, presto! there came the dog with eyes as large as saucers. It is the middle of the night, I know, said the Soldier; but I should very much like to see the Princess for a moment. The dog was already outside the door, and before the Soldier could look round, in he came with the Princess. She was lying asleep on the dog s back, and was so beautiful that anyone could see she was a real Princess. The Soldier really could not refrain from kissing her he was such a thorough Soldier. Then the dog ran back with the Princess. But when it was morning, and the King and Queen were drinking tea, the Princess said that the night before she had had such a strange dream about a dog and a Soldier: she had ridden on the dog s back, and the Soldier had kissed her. That is certainly a fine story, said the Queen. But the next night one of the ladies-in-waiting was to watch at the Princess s bed, to see if it was only a dream, or if it had actually happened. The Soldier had an overpowering longing to see the Princess again, and so the dog came in the middle of the night and fetched her, running as fast as he could. But the lady-in-waiting slipped on soft rubber shoes and followed them. When she saw them disappear into a large house, she thought to herself: Now I know where it is; and made a great cross on the door with a piece of chalk. Then she went home and lay down, and the dog came back also, with the Princess. But when he saw that a cross had been made on the door of the house where the Soldier lived, he took a piece of chalk also, and made crosses on all the doors in the town; and that was very clever, for now the lady-in-waiting could not find the right house, as there were crosses on all the doors. Early next morning the King, Queen, ladies-in-waiting, and officers came out to see where the Princess had been. There it is! said the King, when he saw the first door with a cross on it. No, there it is, my dear! said the Queen, when she likewise saw a door with a cross. But here is one, and there is another! they all exclaimed; wherever they looked there was a cross on the door. Then they realised that the sign would not help them at all. But the Queen was an extremely clever woman, who could do a great deal more than just drive in a coach. She took her great golden scissors, cut up a piece of silk, and made a pretty little bag of it. This she filled with the grains of porridge oats, and tied it round the Princess neck; this done, she cut a little hole in the bag, so that the grains would strew the whole road wherever the Princess went. In the night the dog came again, took the Princess on his back and ran away with her to the Soldier, who was very much in love with her, and would have liked to have been a Prince, so that he might have had her for his wife. The dog did not notice how the grains were strewn right from the castle to the Soldier s window, where he ran up the wall with the Princess. In the morning the King and the Queen saw plainly where their daughter had been, and they took the Soldier and put him into prison. There he sat. Oh, how dark and dull it was there! And they told him: To-morrow you are to be hanged. Hearing that did not exactly cheer him, and he had left his tinder-box in the inn. Next morning he could see through the iron grating in front of his little window how the people were hurrying out of the town to see him hanged. He heard the drums and saw the soldiers marching; all the people were running to and fro. Just below his window was a shoemaker s apprentice, with leather apron and shoes; he was skipping along so merrily that one of his shoes flew off and fell against the wall, just where the Soldier was sitting peeping through the iron grating. Oh, shoemaker s boy, you needn t be in such a hurry! said the Soldier to him. There s nothing going on till I arrive. But if you will run back to the house where I lived, and fetch me my tinder-box, I will give you four shillings. But you must put your best foot foremost. The shoemaker s boy was very willing to earn four shillings, and fetched the tinder-box, gave it to the Soldier, and yes now you shall hear. Outside the town a great scaffold had been erected, and all round were standing the soldiers, and hundreds of thousands of people. The King and Queen were sitting on a magnificent throne opposite the judges and the whole council. The Soldier was already standing on the top of the ladder; but when they wanted to put the rope round his neck, he said that the fulfilment of one innocent request was always granted to a poor criminal before he underwent his punishment. He would so much like to smoke a small pipe of tobacco; it would be his last pipe in this world. The King could not refuse him this, and so he took out his tinder-box, and rubbed it once, twice, three times. And lo, and behold I there stood all three dogs the one with eyes as large as saucers, the second with eyes as large as mill-wheels, and the third with eyes each as large as the Round Tower of Copenhagen. Help me now, so that I may not be hanged! cried the Soldier. And thereupon the dogs fell upon the judges and the whole council, seized some by the legs, others by the nose, and threw them so high into the air that they fell and were smashed into pieces. I won t stand this! said the King; but the largest dog seized him too, and the Queen as well, and threw them up after the others. This frightened the soldiers, and all the people cried: Good Soldier, you shall be our King, and marry the beautiful Princess! Then they put the Soldier into the King s coach, and the three dogs danced in front, crying Hurrah! And the boys whistled and the soldiers presented arms. The Princess came out of the copper castle, and became Queen; and that pleased her very much. The wedding festivities lasted for eight days, and the dogs sat at table and made eyes at everyone. (more )

Download The Frog Prince Audio (mp3) (right click, save as) By the Brothers Grimm. Bertie likes stories about frogs. No doubt that s because he is one himself. It seems that many of you do too, as the Maiden and the Frog is one of our most popular stories. This version by the Brothers Grimm is slightly more elevated: it involves no ordinary young maiden, but a princess, who like other princesses is sweet, but very particular about certain things, especially about not kissing frogs. Read by Natasha Gostwick. Duration 12.03. (more )

The king is dying, and only the water of life can save him! However, the water of life comes from a mysterious fountain, located in an enchanted forest, where danger lurks and many a man has lost his life trying to find it. The king refuses to allow any of his sons to risk their lives trying to save his, but one son will do anything to save his father, and sets off on a perilous journey... Visit our website for more great kids shows www.KidsTheaterRadio.com or subscribe free http://booktalkradio.libsyn.com/rss

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Behold The Majesty! Experience The Wonder! Our Most Extravagant Animated Motion Picture Yet! SLEEPING BEAUTY Based on a story from the book CARTOONIST VOL.2 available in comic stores now and in THE KYLE BAKER GIFT SHOP at http://www.kylebaker.com/www/kbgiftshop/cartoonist2.htm.

Cathy Spagnoli, a professional storyteller from Seattle, narrates seven tales of Korea. Spagnoli has traveled extensively through India, Pakistan, Thailand, Japan and Korea gathering indigenous stories and music. During her numerous trips to Korea, she has met with an extensive network of storytellers and collected a wide range of stories that beautifully illustrate Korean culture. TALES OF KOREA, PART II. The twelve tales in this selection are appropriate for older students (grades 6-12). Several of these stories are folktales illustrating long-held Korean values of cleverness, filial piety, friendship and fidelity. Others present mathematical brainteasers. Some are true-to-life and based on history, from the pages of the diary of a 16th century admiral, to the poetry of war crimes committed on the peninsula during the 20th century, to the autobiographical account of a Korean American immigrant. What all of these tales share is the wit, verve and love of all things Korean. This Part, 2B, includes: Admiral Yi Sun-shin, A Wise Monk, "Suni's Thimble" by Itsuko Ishikawa, Sad Memories, A Silent Debate, Quiet Odyssey, excerpts from the book by Mary Paik Lee.

Cathy Spagnoli, a professional storyteller from Seattle, narrates seven tales of Korea. Spagnoli has traveled extensively through India, Pakistan, Thailand, Japan and Korea gathering indigenous stories and music. During her numerous trips to Korea, she has met with an extensive network of storytellers and collected a wide range of stories that beautifully illustrate Korean culture. TALES OF KOREA, PART II. The twelve tales in this selection are appropriate for older students (grades 6-12). Several of these stories are folktales illustrating long-held Korean values of cleverness, filial piety, friendship and fidelity. Others present mathematical brainteasers. Some are true-to-life and based on history, from the pages of the diary of a 16th century admiral, to the poetry of war crimes committed on the peninsula during the 20th century, to the autobiographical account of a Korean American immigrant. What all of these tales share is the wit, verve and love of all things Korean. This Part, 2A, includes: Kim Sondal & the River, The Farmer & the Tokaebi, The Stone Bell, A Faithful Dog, A Cup of Rice, The Extra Won.

Cathy Spagnoli, a professional storyteller from Seattle, narrates seven tales of Korea. Spagnoli has traveled extensively through India, Pakistan, Thailand, Japan and Korea gathering indigenous stories and music. During her numerous trips to Korea, she has met with an extensive network of storytellers and collected a wide range of stories that beautifully illustrate Korean culture. TALES OF KOREA, PART I. The seven tales in this selection are appropriate for younger students (grades 1-5), and include: Grain of Millet, Green Frog, The Two Brothers, A Trick or Two, Princess Pyongkang and Ondal, Abandoning the Old Ones, and The Serpent's Revenge. This selection gives a glimpse of Korea and Korean values through the art of storytelling. For example,"Grain of Millet" demonstrates delightfully how cleverness with a little luck can turn into fortune. Other popular Korean themes presented include: filial piety, geomancy, diligence, kindness rewarded vs. greed punished, and revenge vs. gratitude. All of these stories are fun to listen to and are fun to learn from. For example, students gain insight into another culture through Korean animal sounds (Korean dogs bark "mong, mong," not "bow wow"), and learn a few vocabulary words from a talking turtle. This Part, 1B, includes: Princess Pyongkang and Ondal, Abandoning the Old Ones, The Serpent's Revenge