Tell me a story, or a half a dozen or so. We heard several good ones in a variety of styles this weekend at the Dallas Storytelling Festival in Heritage Park. Some of the stories were memorized and rhyming, some passed on from people like Ray Bradbury, some deeply personal, some with props, and some of our own. At the first station we visited the professional storytellers actually wanted to hear some of our stories. So they heard about cultural miscues in Kewa and Lamen, two language groups from Papua New Guinea and Vanuatu that we collectively had lived and worked among.
Monday, April 30, 2007
Tell me a story, or a half a dozen or so. We heard several good ones in a variety of styles this weekend at the Dallas Storytelling Festival in Heritage Park. Some of the stories were memorized and rhyming, some passed on from people like Ray Bradbury, some deeply personal, some with props, and some of our own. At the first station we visited the professional storytellers actually wanted to hear some of our stories. So they heard about cultural miscues in Kewa and Lamen, two language groups from Papua New Guinea and Vanuatu that we collectively had lived and worked among.
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I too attended the festival. Interestingly each of the five story tellers that I heard used their story telling expertise in different careers; school teacher, counselor for troubled adults and youth, university teacher of environmental studies, entertainer and historian.
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