A story can be new and yet tell about olden times. The past comes into existence with the story.
If you don't recount your family history, it will be lost. Honor your own stories and tell them too. The tales may not seem very important, but they are what binds families and makes each of us who we are.
I guess storytelling's always been in my blood. My mom said I was always dressing up and jumping in front of the camera and putting on plays. There must be a part of me that has to express that. If we were living in prehistoric clans, I'd probably be sitting by the campfire taking two stones and showing you how dinosaurs were chasing us. I'd be the one finding a way to communicate and perform.
Honor the community you come from. Tell their stories.
I come from a big family of storytellers and, growing up, I liked hearing about the years before I was born.
A yokel mind loves stories from of old, Being the kind it can repeat and hold.
There's a story behind every old ballad or work song or nonsense song that I ever knew. Sometimes it's a fascinating story. A story of people struggling for freedom, struggling to get along in this old world.
the ancient people perceived the world and themselves within that world as part of an ancient continuous story composed of innumerable bundles of other stories.
I think story-telling is innate in human beings, it's something that we've done since we scrawled across cave walls.
No one remembers her beginnings. Mothers and aunts tell us about infancy and early childhood, hoping we won't forget the past when they had total control over our lives and secretly praying that because of it, we'll include them in our future.
This packrat has learned that what the next generation will value most is not what we owned, but the evidence of who we were and the tales of how we loved. In the end, it's the family stories that are worth the storage.
