My singing storyteller, 2007-12-19

So her current thing is recitative-type singing. She's doing it all the time, making up tons of songs on the spur of the moment, and some of them really good too, only she never lets me record anything really good. The other day she started this song with

I stepped out of ancient history
Larry and Pip and me

And went on to sing this very interesting song about their adventures, that included monsters and things. She flat refused to let me record her though, saying that there were monsters in the song, so I couldn't possibly record it. (Still has the idea that if you record a thing it becomes real...)

I did manage to sneak up on her when she was pretend playing, and catch a bit of video of her singing. She stopped when she dived under the table after that, and told me she didn't want me to record her...

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Here's another new song from yesterday, this was in the context of storytelling, in a story she DID want recorded.

We are Grim and Rough (Click here to listen to her singing/recitative)

Two little trees, a branch, before
Before the branch is noble feet
Before and all before all the things
Before everyone you see
Before all there was to see
A tree is ever before a cobbler and all you see is all
Become is over all the things and
All the pops is here
Here is pops, here is storms
Here is racket storms, coming to the trees
With you, over, ha ha!
Little, little black you see
You see is all the things that you do
The thing that you do is not supposed to be white
Is supposed to be bad
You supposed to be bad (repeat 5 times)
For now
You are grim and rough (repeat 3 times)
You are grim
We are grim and rough (repeat 3 times)
Above all rough and before!
(Spoken: it was too helpless to be..)

Hey, I never said her songs made sense!

I still have to upload at least a portion of the hours and hours of recorded stories I have, not to mention transcribe them. Maybe after the New Year.... still too busy at the moment :(

A few random stories from Dec 2007

Since I won't have time to transcribe much this month, I've decided to skim through the vast amount of recordings I now have of her and post a few that really stand out just through listening to them. Click on the story titles to listen to the story.

Corin and Larry get married??? 2007-12-01
This is a fun story with lots of singing in it :)

Ok, here's the transcript of the above story

TEN! Corin leapt out from his shift! Corin leapt out, accidentally he STAMPED HIS FEET! And Corin got caught by an annoying figure that was Heung. He was from the elletonsting(?) “Extinct?” he said, “Corin’s extinct, and died long time ago now.” He looked at it. “Extinct Corin! Extinct Aladar!”

Larry whispered to Aladar, “Don’t die, don’t die, don’t die, don’t die.” He forced Corin to die, and Aladar was only left. Corin and Aladar died by the evil (untranscribable name!)

Larry looked at him. The aggravating fishtail was beginning to do this story, about Corin and Larry getting married. Corin singed the song.

Hey diddle diddle, of the cat and the fiddle,

Of a never said anything like it

For your grace and for your God

The singing went on and on

Larry, for your God, for the things of you said

For it and for it

According to John, of Larry

Of Larry of a stomp of a story and a war,

Of a corner and a story of a stinging

Of a story of a god of a song of a song

Of a sing of a song of a sang

For your God and for it, and forwards and forwards becker(?)

And for it and for it and for it and for it

The singing went on and on

For your God and thunderstorm

Of it and often

Of a storm of a navy and of a storm of a thing

The singing went on and on

Peace for it

Larry ran out of it

For it and for your God

For it and for Corin to turn turn turn turn turn

Navin(?)

The singing went on and on, on and on

Larry is down in it

But Corin is not

Not me either, not me, not me

Not me, not me, but Corin is down in the dumps

Larry did something and he ran out, and the singing went on and on

Ah stessus suh suh suh, ah stessus suh suh suh

Ah stessus suh suh suh, ho ho ho ho ho ho ho

Heh ho, stessus stoh teh toh

The singing went on and on, on and on, until Corin told what happened long time ago, he went a singing this

Show for it and all your toy(?)

For your God and all’d

All of the things that you did before

But your singing went on and on

The singing went on, on... on and on and on and on, until the whole house was full of singing, that Corin could hear it, coming through the trees and down the garden path and in led garden lane to it, and over the garden path it went. He followed it, in a most serious shape.

It went on and on. On, on, on and on, on and on. On, on, on and on.

For your God and in it

For Aladar is in

For your God and all’d

And the singing went on and on and on until

Stank stank stank

Oh, a hole

Larry looked at it in disgust. “That’s one o’clock,” he wondered to heself, should he put on his coat? Ran off with no coat. “I’m singing on and on later!”

MORE STORIES COMING SOON...

Larry is kidnapped by Aliens! 2007-12-10*

Well, I just had to transcribe this one right away, because she was really starting to freak out because she really wanted me to sit and listen to her tell this one besides recording it as well - I mean REALLY sit right beside her on the floor and pay full attention to her absolutely. She wouldn't start until I did that, and almost threw a tantrum because I was actually busy with something else...

I have been recording her, true to my word when I bought the new recorder, whenever she asks to be recorded only. So I have hours and hours of untranscribed recordings on the recorder, being too busy at the present time to do anything with the mounds of accumulating data... Her current storytelling is evolving again, and as intense as ever. She has introduced herself as a character in her stories, since a few days ago. One recent story started with its characters looking for God! Her use of language keeps progressing and I am very frequently surprised at her choice of phrasing or vocabulary, although it is hard to cite examples. I haven't had time to transcribe anything for a few weeks now, due to employment commitments, but will have to come back to do so as some of the stories are really really good!

Ok, so on to tonight's story. You can listen to her tell this story HERE.

Take note: there are two Corins in this story, the Good Corin and the Bad Corin.

Corin is going to talk about ...

(To me: whose name is this?
M: you know right?
B: Jesus
M: Mm-hm)

“Who’s Jesus?” he said, asking Larry to meet him at his birthday cake.

“Ummm... it’s this,” said Corin. “And that’s the one to stand for them God said,” and asked, “Where is Corin?” he said.

(Whispers) And germs said, “Couldn’t there be alien, catching them? Or could it be this coming and catching them? Could you there be CORIN???”

(To me: This is the BAD CORIN come, going to CATCH Larry.)

And Corin said, “Where are they? (Chuckles) Heh heh heh, that’s fun.” Corin asked could Larry come over his way. He comed with his document, but Corin asked “No, he couldn’t. Because he is my prisoner, and I don’t want him guessing. Clever, with all that worky stuff, all that rubbish.”

Corin blast off into the air, leaving Corin behind. Larry asked, “Who could eat all the old faschi(?),” to heself?... “Corin, go home!”

Corin ran home as fast as he could. He said, “Corin... no... Fatty! Larry locked up in a warm state, where aliens catched him there and put him in the fireblast!”

“Oh no!” said Fatty, “It’s almost time to.... Daisy to arrive, with Larry. Larry with Pip.”

“(Whispers) Yo! That was a ghost!”

Bets said, “Fatty, where is Larry? Didn’t you found him?

“Didn’t find him anywhere! He’s been captured by the three aliens.”

“Huh!!” said Pip, “That’s disgusting! We don’t want to be captured too! We might be locked in a tower and couldn’t... couldn’t save him.”

“Oh no! We don’t want that to happen!” said Bets in disgust. “No one would have to...(breaks into fake sobbing)”

The aliens comed in a trancelike state, near where they were talking. “Maybe they heard us,” whispered Larry. Larry put fire on them, and blast off by heself, ON THEIR spaceship. (Chuckling) He escaped, then he put fire on the aliens! Then he walked the ship BY heself.

(To me: Mommy!
M: I’m listening
B: He PUT FIRE ON THE ALIENS!!! And ran off and DRIVED THEIR spaceship BY HESELF!!!
M: Okay...)

“That’s a good blast!” Larry ran out in the garden path and into the garden lane. He didn’t found his sister. “What? Is Bets here?”

Bets said, “I’m here!” She was hiding behind (stifled chuckle) Larry then was now finding that it was now getting out of his BACK (small chuckle).

Larry stamped his feet.

“Hey, Corin is here to say hello, alright?” said Bets. “Hello,” she said, in a kind voice that Larry couldn’t catch up with him, with a voice in so low.

And Corin asked, “Could you come to tea with us later? In the sweet shop?”

“Ya,” said the man, “you can.”

Later on they had a beautiful sing along. (Whispering) Larry was down in the dumps. (Normal voice) Afternoon they had a very (whispers) nice tea shop, bye bye later.

“The song, the song... (suddenly sings at the top of her voice) I KNOW YOU yi yi! Going out of the garden path and in the garden lane..... (speaks) It’s back here, but they didn’t wrote it... it said, (sings loudly again) STUCE, LARRY AND CORIN, to Corin’s annoyance, to Larry.... (speaks) Don’t you sing the song?” said Corin. “It goes like this....(sings loudly) LARRY HAD A LITTLE... BUT LARRY,” Corin stopped.

“Do you want to have this singing, or... (sings loudly again) TISSATORE.....”

“(Speaks) Ummmmm... Tissistore,” said the other man... other boy standing near him. It was Larry.

(Me: what is Tissistore?
B: they don’t know, they didn’t found out yet. They just found a song,not a book.)

Larry asked Tistasong to come over. “He’s a human!” he said, “he’s a human. But his song is aggravating.”

“Do you think his song is aggravating me?” said Corin.

(To herself: 14, Hoong. (This is how she indicates her Section/Chapter headings nowadays)).

“Alright, let’s go home. I’m tired of this.”

They ran home as fast as they could. Quietly, Corin slipped his drawer and asked Larry to come with him, but Larry didn’t agree. “Goodness sake! Your dinner is coming soon.”

Saturday’s came, and his breakfast was laid on the table. Had breakfast and enjoyed a delicious meal. “(Sings loudly) AFTERNOON AND CORIN IS DOWN IN THE DUMPS NEAR LARRY! OUR SONG NOT YET AND THE SONG THAT LARRY LET...”

Everything was too much for Larry.

“He really have to stop the singing.... (As though thinking to himself) Singing means? .... about Corin’s asked for asteroid, crashing to the earth. About Corin’s dinosaur’s extinct. It was real, and couldn’t talk.” He forgot about Corin’s needs(?), to Larry’s annoyance.

Larry hit his foot in a basket toot, and ran off without his toot. His toot was in his pocket, and his other toot was in his pocket too, but some, the other toots wasn’t. They had fallen when he throwed things. They falled there when he throwed the thing in Corin’s terse(?). His parcel was this, extinct... Corin ranned away...

“Ffffff....I feel like it,” said Corin, “but I don’t feel like the song today. Don’t like the song today because it’s so boring to have a beautiful song going on my bedroom. You think it’s born to be in your bedroom too? I think it’s born to be in anyone’s bedroom...”

No one had a blanket for, apple instead, that woman. Corin asked could Larry have a bite of it, then the old pedlar woman said, “No, these are Russian apples, and I don’t want anyone to eat them. Only ME myself could eat them.”

“Alright,” said Larry, “I will fight you!” he put flash on them, on the old pedlar woman, and he started to fight with her. She ran on of the cliff and fell down of the cliff, and the whole boulder be struck, and she was dead. No more of her. The vultures circled and ate her all up.

Corin said “Welcome!” to Larry. Corin asked still could Larry come, and stussed(?) over Larry’s annoyance. “Look over there...” they sighed. “Anyone, could Corin and Larry have to be like that???”

“Couldn’t stay for too long, otherwise Corin would grow much bigger and would have to go over his way.”

His mummy called for him. “HEY! YOU’RE BREAKFAST IS HERE! IT’S COOLING DOWN ALREADY!”

He ran for his lunch, and was circled, and was now getting out of his hot coat. He was wearing for a little time away, when he ran to his holiday and found it was very very hot. Corin said, “WHAT’S THAT?????” But no answer. “WHAT’S THAT?????” he said and shouted. “WHAT’S THAT?????” he said, ““WHAT’S THAT?????”

But there was no answer when he shouted. He shouted much later when he finished his breakfast.

(To me: Mummy...
M: And then what happened?
B: He shout some more. It was at the edge, then he shouted and he had his breakfast later.
M: And then?
B: The end.
M: That’s the end?
B: Ya.)

Snapshots of Bethany**

Just a quick update for Bethany's faithful blog readers. Since I bought the new recorder to record her stories about 2 weeks ago, I already have 8 hours worth of recordings from her - and these are just the ones that she said she WANTED me to record. I haven't had the time to convert them to lower web-friendly resolutions yet.

Here are a couple of brief video clips that beautifully show her animation and expressiveness when storytelling - as you can see she really gets very involved with her own stories. You can't really follow the story in either of these clips, they were much much longer than what I've excerpted here.

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Her current batch of stories have taken yet another very surprising twist. Her current main character, Corin, who was formerly Corythosaurus but now is human, has evolved into 10 Corins, some good and some bad, and Larry has fallen in love with him, supposedly because there aren't enough girls in her stories so some boys have to fall in love with boys. Their latest escapades include getting married to each other.. She's also been exploring the theme of premeditated killing. Hopefully this is just a phase that will pass sooner rather than later.

Also, a couple of days ago she drew a set of illustrations of various characters in her stories. Here they are


This is Corin



This is Pip



This is Larry


and Larry in disguise


This is Bets


And this is Fatty


And this is where they all live.

Larry also appears in this last painting she did - he's supposedly the brown blob at the lower right corner of the picture. It's a forest scene, with a path for dinosaurs to get through.