I first started capturing her storytelling using the video mode on our digital camera, around about April, but she soon refused to let me film her. So I tried writing her stories while she told them, using pen and paper. That lasted for only a few stories too, before she caught on. Since then, I've been recording her using a mini MP3 recorder, which is pretty unobtrusive, and transcribing the audio later. She then objected strongly to this as well... Nowadays I use a combo of MP3 and video to record her before transcribing. I only manage to record a fraction of the stories she tells. I always have a backlog of stories on the recorder that still need transcribing, as it's impossible for me to keep up with her. To help new readers, I've marked my favourite stories with a star (*), so at least you have somewhere to start if you don't know where to begin. Don't forget to check the older archives too - there are some gems in there as well!

Saturday 23 February 2008

Harry Vanishes in the Desert, 2008-02-22*

This one is very expressively told :) Listen to her tell this story HERE


Hoosh and Hoon, who already knowed, ran off to a safe hiding place in the desert. Before they knew it, Harry was gone! Hack couldn’t see the weakness, but he could see Snape in the distance looking for Harry. Harry was gone, no one can see him!!!

Harry thought to himself and had great idea. “Alright,” he said, taking off the window. “Think, think, think!” he said. He took off the spell, and then grabbed it. In complete sight, he was GONE through the whispering breeze.

“Past the rushes,” he said, and then he passed the rushes. “Past the reeds!” he said, and then he passed the reeds. “Past the rushes!” he said, and then he passed the rushes.

“What kind of spell... where were??” At one moment, he didn’t know where he was standing. But just near a little yellow meadow that laid out, the voice said, “And it wasn’t very very cool.”

He couldn’t hold his breath. He smelt something. And then, at one second, he was out in a meadowy forest that laid out in the path that led into a road. He walked again. He walked on the road. Instead, he walked on a narrow narrow... in one moment he found what he was walking on. It was... soft plants.

Harry couldn’t believe his eyes. He ran off to a safe hiding place. He looked around but couldn’t see anything, so he went out. He knew what he was walking on, it was the same thing that he had was walking on just now.

Before he knew it, he was past Malfoy, he passed the wonderful flowers, he passed rushes, he passed reeds, he passed marshes, he passed slicks, he passed Ron, he passed everyone until he was tired. He was so tired. There was no bed for him to lie down, not even Hoosh bed that Hoosh lent for Harry to sleep in.

Hant, Hoon and Hook were funny. “It were funny!” said Hoon. “Come back!!!” said Hoon, still calling out for Harry. But it was no use, Harry had vanished.

There were no excuse getting him. There were no excuse horsing(?) him. There were no excuse looking for him. There were no NOTHING for him to do. In the meadowy fields, past the rushes , he passed down... he passed even Dumbledore!!! Keep looking for him, all around in school!

Harry even passed rushes. “What is rushes?” said Hoon.

Harry passed the rushes. (To me: I already read that. I skipped where he thinked to himself. Where he was thinking to himself. I skipped that one because it was scary.)

Hant looked at Malfoy, grinned at him and then went off. Han couldn’t believe his eyes. It was gone just before the minute or two. Hant found that he could move. He passed the rushes and he passed the reeds.

After that, after taking a long long rest, Harry ran off to a safe hiding place in the desert, where Dumbledore was living.

Hatch knowed what was Hoon up to, whereas he already thought it, with his forehead to the window. Harry was still trying to get his way out but there was plotting pixies everywhere. And he COULDN’T DO WHAT HE WAS TOLD! He ran off.



1 comment:

Lorraine said...

First, I have to pick my favorite word of the story - "whereas!"

This story was quite visual to me - I think it's that Harry did a lot of walking around, so we "saw" the scenery. Pretty cool. I was also struck by how she remarked to you that she skipped a part. When she's "in the zone" it's really as if she thinks she's reading!