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Narrative Text (The Golden Boys)
The Golden Boys
by Chris Rose
Every August. Every August for twelve years. Every August for twelve years we went to the same small town on holiday. Every August for twelve years we went to the same beach. Every August for twelve years my parents rented the same small house in the same small town near the same beach, so every morning of every August for twelve years I woke up and walked down to the same beach and sat under the same umbrella or on the same towel in front of the same sea.
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Narrative Text ( Indonesia Legend ) ( The Legend of Kantan Island )
The Legend of Kantan Island
Folklore from North Sumatra
ONCE upon a time in Labuhan Batu, North Sumatra lived an old widow with her son named Kantan. Her husband passed away when Kantan was a baby. They lived in a village not far from a jungle. They were poor.
One night, Kantan’s mother had a dream. An old man came to her and asked her to go to the jungle. Under the big tree, the old man asked her to dig a hole. She would a find something very valuable.
Kantan’s mother knew it was not just a dream. So, she asked Kantan to go to the jungle with her. When they found a big tree, Kantan dug a hole. Later, they found a box. When they opened it, they saw a golden stick. It was very beautiful.
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Narrative Text ( Indonesia Legend ) ( Glutinous Rice )
Glutinous Rice
A Folktale from North Sumatra
In the evening, seven old women come to Olih’s house. Those women look dirty, and they are wearing ragged clothes. They are also very hungry.
“Good evening. We are hungry. Could you please give us some food?” ask one of the old women.
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Narrative Text ( Indonesia Legend ) ( The Story of Sugar Palm Tree )
The Story of Sugar Palm Tree
Folklore from North Sumatra
Since then their mother worked hard for them. She worked so hard that it made her suffer from a terrible illness. Their mother then died. Later, Tare Iluh and Beru Sibou stayed at their uncle’s house.
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Narrative Text ( Indonesia Legend ) ( The Story of Kelana Sakti )
The Story of Kelana Sakti
Folklore from North
Sumatra
In Purnama kingdom, there was a small village. Kelana Sakti and his parents lived there. Kelana Sakti was a nice boy. He was diligent and always helped his parents.
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Narrative Text ( Indonesia Legend ) ( Nai Manggale )
Nai Manggale
Folklore from North Sumatra
Once upon a
time, there lived a famous sculpture in Tapanuli, North Sumatra. His name was
Datu Panggana. He could carve wood into many things. One day, he got an
inspiration to carve a wood into a statue of a beautiful woman.
Then, he put the statue in front of his house. It was not finished yet. The statue still had any clothes yet. Later, a young merchant passed by in front of the Delta Panggana's house. His name was Bao Partigatiga. He sold jewelries and clothes. He was very impressed by the beauty of the statue.
"She would be more beautiful by wearing my clothes," said Bao Partigatiga.
He then put on the clothes he wanted to sell on the statue. Bao Partigatiga was very pleased now. The statue looked like a real human. Then he left Datu Panggana's house. After that, a priest and his wife passed by. They were also impressed by the beauty of the statue.
"I want to pray to God to make her live like a real human. I want to make her as our daughter," said the priest to his wife.
The couple had any children yet. Their dream came true. The statue had changed into a very beautiful girl. The priest and his wife then took the girl home. They named her Nai Manggale. The news about Nai Manggale spread very fast. All the villagers came to the priest's house to see Nai Manggale.
Among them were Datu Panggana and Bao Partigatiga.
Datu Panggana said, "She has to stay in my house. The statue was mine."
But, Bao Partigatiga also claimed the same thing.
"She is wearing my clothes. So, she has to stay in my house."
The priest did not want to lose Nai Manggale.
"Remember, I am the one who made her live like a human. So, she stays here."
Those three men then were busy arguing. They claimed to have the rights of Nai Manggale. To calm them, an elderly of the village gave a solution. His name was Aji Bahir.
"You all can have her and have a relationship with her. Datu Panggana, you are her uncle. Bao Partigatiga, you are her brother. And you the priest, you are her father."
The three men accepted Aji Bahir's advice. And now they were happy because they all could ask her to stay in their houses. Besides that, now those three men were related. ***
Then, he put the statue in front of his house. It was not finished yet. The statue still had any clothes yet. Later, a young merchant passed by in front of the Delta Panggana's house. His name was Bao Partigatiga. He sold jewelries and clothes. He was very impressed by the beauty of the statue.
"She would be more beautiful by wearing my clothes," said Bao Partigatiga.
He then put on the clothes he wanted to sell on the statue. Bao Partigatiga was very pleased now. The statue looked like a real human. Then he left Datu Panggana's house. After that, a priest and his wife passed by. They were also impressed by the beauty of the statue.
"I want to pray to God to make her live like a real human. I want to make her as our daughter," said the priest to his wife.
The couple had any children yet. Their dream came true. The statue had changed into a very beautiful girl. The priest and his wife then took the girl home. They named her Nai Manggale. The news about Nai Manggale spread very fast. All the villagers came to the priest's house to see Nai Manggale.
Among them were Datu Panggana and Bao Partigatiga.
Datu Panggana said, "She has to stay in my house. The statue was mine."
But, Bao Partigatiga also claimed the same thing.
"She is wearing my clothes. So, she has to stay in my house."
The priest did not want to lose Nai Manggale.
"Remember, I am the one who made her live like a human. So, she stays here."
Those three men then were busy arguing. They claimed to have the rights of Nai Manggale. To calm them, an elderly of the village gave a solution. His name was Aji Bahir.
"You all can have her and have a relationship with her. Datu Panggana, you are her uncle. Bao Partigatiga, you are her brother. And you the priest, you are her father."
The three men accepted Aji Bahir's advice. And now they were happy because they all could ask her to stay in their houses. Besides that, now those three men were related. ***
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Narrative Text ( Indonesia Legend ) ( Napombalu )
Napombalu
Folklore from North Sulawesi
ONCE upon a time there were a handsome hunter, his name was Lawongo. In the jungle he only hunted wild hogs. The animals often always destroyed the villagers' fields. The villagers were very grateful. With Lawongo's help, their field were safe from the wild hogs.
Lawongo was also very great in playing a flute, it was so melodious. Everybody always enjoyed listening his playing the flute. One of the people was a beautiful girl. She always listened attentively. Lawongo knew there was a beautiful girl who always paid attention to him. Lawongo fell in love with her. The girl also loved him, later they got married.
They were very happy. They loved each other and promised to be always together. They would be together until they died.
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