{"id":1545,"date":"2023-10-24T21:39:17","date_gmt":"2023-10-24T21:39:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/?p=1545"},"modified":"2023-10-25T21:02:47","modified_gmt":"2023-10-25T21:02:47","slug":"dia-de-los-muertos-story-hour","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/index.php\/2023\/10\/24\/dia-de-los-muertos-story-hour\/","title":{"rendered":"D\u00eda de los Muertos Story Hour"},"content":{"rendered":"\n\n\t\t<style type=\"text\/css\">\n\t\t\t#gallery-1 {\n\t\t\t\tmargin: auto;\n\t\t\t}\n\t\t\t#gallery-1 .gallery-item {\n\t\t\t\tfloat: left;\n\t\t\t\tmargin-top: 10px;\n\t\t\t\ttext-align: center;\n\t\t\t\twidth: 33%;\n\t\t\t}\n\t\t\t#gallery-1 img {\n\t\t\t\tborder: 2px solid #cfcfcf;\n\t\t\t}\n\t\t\t#gallery-1 .gallery-caption {\n\t\t\t\tmargin-left: 0;\n\t\t\t}\n\t\t\t\/* see gallery_shortcode() in wp-includes\/media.php *\/\n\t\t<\/style>\n\t\t<div id='gallery-1' class='gallery galleryid-1545 gallery-columns-3 gallery-size-thumbnail'><dl class='gallery-item'>\n\t\t\t<dt class='gallery-icon landscape'>\n\t\t\t\t<a href='https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/index.php\/2023\/10\/24\/dia-de-los-muertos-story-hour\/20-1-2\/'><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" src=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/20-1-150x150.png\" class=\"attachment-thumbnail size-thumbnail\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a>\n\t\t\t<\/dt><\/dl>\n\t\t\t<br style='clear: both' \/>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\n\n\n\n<p>Today we had D\u00eda de los Muertos story hour in the camp, with a lot of good stories, both sweet, funny and scary. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:22px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large is-resized\"><a href=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/25-1.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"800\" src=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/25-1-1024x800.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-1547\" style=\"aspect-ratio:1.28;width:675px;height:auto\" srcset=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/25-1-1024x800.png 1024w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/25-1-300x234.png 300w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/25-1-768x600.png 768w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/25-1-1536x1200.png 1536w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/25-1-2048x1600.png 2048w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/25-1-676x528.png 676w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/a><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">Diana of the Xoco tells the first story<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<blockquote class=\"wp-block-quote is-layout-flow wp-block-quote-is-layout-flow\">\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">A girl came to my clinic the other day, &nbsp;<br>&nbsp;thinking that she might be with child.&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;I scanned her,&nbsp; and as we waited for the scanner to run&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;she told me of a ghost near her camp. &nbsp;<br>&nbsp;Her story moved me so I wrote it down,&nbsp;and here it is.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">The shortcut through the planted field<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;&nbsp; is tempting as I go<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;The drifting clouds the moon conceal,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;&nbsp; I cannot wander slow<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">The corn stands high above my head<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp; &nbsp; the path I chose is muddy<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;It grows in rows without an end<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp; &nbsp; and in the dark I hurry<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">I look around, I might be blind&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp; &nbsp; as down the path I hustle<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;The air is still,&nbsp; there is no wind<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp; &nbsp; so why do cornstalks rustle?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">I feel a presence close to me<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp; &nbsp; the noise is all around&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;Try as I might I cannot see<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;&nbsp; the reason for the sound<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">I&#8217;m running like a frightened cat<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;&nbsp; I cannot see the cause<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;It&#8217;s first on this hand then on that<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;&nbsp; I run without a pause<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">My heart is racing as I fly<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;&nbsp; towards our campfires&#8217; shelter<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;I fear although I know not why<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;&nbsp; I tumble helter skelter<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">I reach the camp, I&#8217;m safe at last<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;&nbsp; amid familiar friends<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;I look around, for breath I gasp<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;&nbsp; as panic slowly ends<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">The morning comes,&nbsp; the sun gives light&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;&nbsp; of ever changing hue<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;the cornfield&#8217;s calm, and all in sight<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp; &nbsp; Is glistening with the dew<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">I feel my fathers&#8217;&nbsp; loving arm&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp; &nbsp; across my shoulders fall&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;I lean towards him,&nbsp; safe from harm<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp; &nbsp; He&#8217;s warm and strong and tall.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&#8220;My grandfather is buried here &#8221;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;&nbsp; he says and takes my hand<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;&#8221; he led our tribe against a foe<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;&nbsp; who tried to steal our land &#8220;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">He led the charge that turned the day<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp; &nbsp; and when the foe was gone<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;we found him bleeding, weak and grey<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp; &nbsp; his life was almost done &#8220;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&#8220;he gazed upon our sacred land&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;&nbsp; and with his fading will<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;he reached out with his failing hand<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp; &nbsp; &#8216;I shall protect you still&#8217;&nbsp; &#8220;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&#8220;We laid him deep beneath the ground<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp; &nbsp; we laid him&nbsp; where he fell<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;We laid him with his feathered crown<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp; &nbsp; and spear and shield as well &#8220;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&#8220;He gave his life to save us all<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;&nbsp; He died so you might live<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;and once you&#8217;ve served this noble call<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp; &nbsp; there&#8217;s nothing more to give &#8220;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&#8220;We planted corn upon his grave<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;&nbsp; according to his will<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;and when we hear the cornstalks move<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp; &nbsp; we know he&#8217;s with us still &#8220;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">Hand in hand we trod the path&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;&nbsp; that led to home and peace<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;and settled by our welcome hearth<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp; &nbsp; remembered sacrifice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">So sometimes when the day is done&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;&nbsp; and darkness floods the sky<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp;I hear a rustling in the corn<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p style=\"font-size:14px\">&nbsp; &nbsp; and know the reason why<\/p>\n<cite>Diana<\/cite><\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:20px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><a href=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/Snapshot_031-1.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"651\" src=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/Snapshot_031-1-1024x651.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-1548\" srcset=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/Snapshot_031-1-1024x651.png 1024w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/Snapshot_031-1-300x191.png 300w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/Snapshot_031-1-768x488.png 768w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/Snapshot_031-1-1536x976.png 1536w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/Snapshot_031-1-2048x1301.png 2048w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/Snapshot_031-1-676x429.png 676w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/a><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">Catten tells the Story of Ek&#8217;Paal<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<blockquote class=\"wp-block-quote has-small-font-size is-layout-flow wp-block-quote-is-layout-flow\">\n<p class=\"has-small-font-size\">Clears throat, sits down, and looks into the fire, saying with a low voice, \u201cThis story I will tell you all is not a ghost story, and it is not a scary story to tell as amusement when it gets dark, No, it\u2019s a cautionary tale about ancient evils, that roam the night here in the jungle\u201d.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-small-font-size\"><a href=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/index.php\/the-story-of-ekpaal\/\" data-type=\"page\" data-id=\"772\">Click here to read the rest of the story&#8230;.<\/a><\/p>\n<cite>Catten<\/cite><\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:23px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><a href=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/30-1.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"521\" src=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/30-1-1024x521.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-1549\" srcset=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/30-1-1024x521.png 1024w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/30-1-300x153.png 300w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/30-1-768x391.png 768w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/30-1-1536x781.png 1536w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/30-1-2048x1042.png 2048w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/30-1-676x344.png 676w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/a><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">Many gathered to listen<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:18px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><a href=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/35-1.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"896\" src=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/35-1-1024x896.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-1534\" srcset=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/35-1-1024x896.png 1024w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/35-1-300x263.png 300w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/35-1-768x672.png 768w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/35-1-1536x1344.png 1536w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/35-1-2048x1792.png 2048w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/35-1-676x592.png 676w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/a><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">Aisha tells the story of the First Strawberry<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<blockquote class=\"wp-block-quote has-small-font-size is-layout-flow wp-block-quote-is-layout-flow\">\n<p>Smiles at everyone around and says &#8220;I&#8217;d like to share a story that my late mother used to tell me before she tucked me in at night. As some of you might know, she was killed by my father&#8217;s tribe when I was still young. By sharing this story, I am hoping I can have her memory to stay with me and share it with you and to show how wise of a woman she was.. This is the story about the first strawberry&#8221;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/index.php\/the-first-strawberry\/\" data-type=\"page\" data-id=\"1533\">Click here to read the rest of the story&#8230;.<\/a><\/p>\n<cite>Aisha<\/cite><\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:22px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><a href=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/50-1.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"758\" src=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/50-1-1024x758.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-1537\" srcset=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/50-1-1024x758.png 1024w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/50-1-300x222.png 300w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/50-1-768x568.png 768w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/50-1-1536x1137.png 1536w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/50-1-2048x1515.png 2048w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/50-1-676x500.png 676w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/a><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">Mefisto tells the story of Mephistopheles<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<blockquote class=\"wp-block-quote has-small-font-size is-layout-flow wp-block-quote-is-layout-flow\">\n<p>He clarifies his voice &#8220;Goethe, I never imagine that after writing Fausto his demon Mephistofeles will stay among humans learning from his fears&#8221; laughs<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/index.php\/mephistofeles\/\" data-type=\"page\" data-id=\"1536\">Click here to read the rest of the story&#8230;.<\/a><\/p>\n<cite>Mefisto<\/cite><\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:29px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><a href=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/60-1.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"865\" src=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/60-1-1024x865.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-1540\" srcset=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/60-1-1024x865.png 1024w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/60-1-300x253.png 300w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/60-1-768x649.png 768w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/60-1-1536x1297.png 1536w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/60-1-2048x1730.png 2048w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/60-1-676x571.png 676w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/a><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">Whisper tells the story of Bobble and Kvita<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<blockquote class=\"wp-block-quote has-small-font-size is-layout-flow wp-block-quote-is-layout-flow\">\n<p>Clear throat and starts *Once upon a time in the heart of the Amazon Jungle, there lived two tribal elders\u2026 Let\u2019s call them, Bobble and Kvita&#8230; Bobble was an old fearless warrior, renowned for his unmatched trading skills and survival instincts. Kvita, on the other hand, was known for her beauty and her compassion towards everyone<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/index.php\/bobble-kvita-and-muckus-the-monk\/\" data-type=\"page\" data-id=\"1539\">Click here to read the rest of the story&#8230;<\/a><\/p>\n<cite>Whispering Wind<\/cite><\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:20px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><a href=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/65-1.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"925\" src=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/65-1-1024x925.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-1550\" srcset=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/65-1-1024x925.png 1024w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/65-1-300x271.png 300w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/65-1-768x694.png 768w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/65-1-1536x1388.png 1536w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/65-1-2048x1850.png 2048w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/65-1-676x611.png 676w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/a><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">Khaing tells the story of the Evil Priestess<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<blockquote class=\"wp-block-quote has-small-font-size is-layout-flow wp-block-quote-is-layout-flow\">\n<p>Gives a small coughs and takes a sip of rum from her hip flask<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>A few miles outside the village there stood a ruined temple in a dark hollow of the rainforest overhung with dense foliage, which had a reputation for being haunted, because anyone who entered it was later found dead with all their bones broken<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>One late afternoon as the sun had turned deep orange and sparkled between the trees as it began to sink, a young girl from the village who had a bad reputation for drinking, was feeling really annoyed as she could not find a quiet spot where she could drink her rum in peace. So she went to the ruined temple and sat enjoying her drink.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8216;Now the drama begins&#8230;&#8217; licks her lips and grins<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>With loud footsteps a large fat priestess entered and asked the drunkard whether she could wrestle. The girl was surprised and annoyed as her drinking was being disturbed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Of course, anyone who loves rum will of course understand her frustration,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u2018Oh! Of course I can priestess\u2019, she answered with a sullen look.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u2018Come and wrestle with me then\u2019, invited the smirking priestess with her sibilant snake-like voice. So the nervous girl and the slippery priestess wrestled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Although the girl used all the tricks of wrestling she had learned at the village school, it was all to no avail, for the Priestess\u2019s body was as soft as a sack of grass and as slippery as an eel. Although the girl was gasping, puffing and blowing, the priestess was&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Glares at Diana, then pauses for dramatic effect, and says in a hushed voice with a smile on her lips, &#8216;A spirit&#8230;just think of it my friends and sisters &#8211; a slimy, grinning, grotesque spirit!!&#8217;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>At last the girl was caught in a vice-like grip and her body was being banged against the floor repeatedly by the smirking priestess. In desperation the girl reached our her trembling hands and gripped the hair of the priestess and&#8230;. to her great surprise she felt a leather cap on the head of the priestess that she just couldn&#8217;t see. With widening eyes it seemed totally invisible to the naked eye.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>She quickly snatched away the cap. At once the priestess let go her hold and in a pleading tone begged humbly for the return of her cap. \u2018Why should I?\u2019, answered the girl in growing confidence, realising that the spirit seemed to be in her power. \u2018I have been needing a leather cap for a long time\u2019.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u2018Girl, groaned the priestess stretching out her hands, \u2018but the cap is a vanishing cap which all spirits possess. Without it we can\u2019t disappear. And when a human snatches it away from one of us, we are unable to snatch it back. We have to wait until it is freely returned to us.\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u2018Haha!\u2019 Laughed the triumphant girl, \u2019thank you for the information. Now I can take you home with me and make you fetch rum for me for three years. Then I\u2019ll give you back your cap as payment for faithful service.\u2019 But the spirit was in no mood for joking and pleaded with the girl to return the cap. Grovelling on the ground in front of her<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>In the end, the spirit in desperation told the girl that there were seven pots of gold buried underneath the stairs of the temple. \u2018Now pleasee return me my cap and you can dig up the pots later.\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u2018Dig them up yourself\u2019, said the girl. So the poor spirit had to dig up the pots. \u2018Now carry them and follow me\u2019, ordered the girl and the poor spirit had to do what she was told. But when they approached the village the girl realised that the tribe\u2019s villagers would come out and beat her if they should see her making a priestess carrying her heavy baggage. \u2018I will have to have to explain that it\u2019s a spirit and not a real priestess\u2019, thought the girl, \u2018then all the villagers will come to my house to ask me questions and they won\u2019t allow me to drink my rum in peace\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>So, turning to the spirit she said, \u2018All right spirit. Thank you and goodbye. Here is your cap.\u2019 The spirit took the cap and vanished at once.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The girl became very rich and was made chieftess of the tribe and lived in great luxury as most chieftess do, except me, as I am too humble to wallow in gold, as most of you will know!<\/p>\n<cite>Khaing<\/cite><\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large is-resized\"><a href=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/51-1.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"487\" src=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/51-1-1024x487.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-1552\" style=\"aspect-ratio:2.102669404517454;width:676px;height:auto\" srcset=\"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/51-1-1024x487.png 1024w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/51-1-300x143.png 300w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/51-1-768x365.png 768w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/51-1-1536x730.png 1536w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/51-1-2048x974.png 2048w, https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/10\/51-1-676x321.png 676w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/a><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">Everyone listening to stories<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>I was told that there were even more stories afterwards! Thank you all for coming.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Today we had D\u00eda de los Muertos story hour in the camp, with a lot of good stories, both sweet, funny and scary. A girl came to my clinic the other day, &nbsp;&nbsp;thinking that she might be with child.&nbsp;&nbsp;I scanned her,&nbsp; and as we waited for the scanner to run&nbsp;&nbsp;she told me of a ghost [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[238,8,164,242,241,46,214,126,23,109,29],"class_list":["post-1545","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-aisha","tag-catten","tag-day-of-the-dead","tag-diana","tag-die-de-lost-muertos","tag-khaing","tag-mefisto","tag-stories","tag-story-hour","tag-tapi","tag-whispering-wind","post-preview"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1545","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1545"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1545\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1545"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1545"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tapirape.com\/blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1545"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}