My grandma used to tell the best stories. They were always full of angels, and fairies, and The Little Red Riding Hood definitely lived in the forest behind her house.
There was always a giant dog lurking there as well (when she didn’t want us wandering outside or running out on the road because we were too little). Sometimes these dogs were big and scary, depending on what she was trying to teach us. Other times they were guides and guardians on a tough path.
She was never short on humor, either. Her wind-chime laughter still rings in my ears.
I’d love to hear about that dog that guided a girl from her village to the town where she went to sell vegetables to buy new school shoes. It was a whole-night walk to the town, and by dusk, when she reached it, the dog was gone.
I’d love to feel that warm blanket of her voice one more time. She had the perfect voice for storytelling.
I could really use that dog, too. I really need some guidance.
If I could magically pull a fictional animal out of a story, it would be that dog from my grandma’s stories, or Gwin from Inkheart. I loved that little marten. I even named my cat after him (until my cat disappeared).
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Grandma’s has the greatest gift of story-telling and having time.
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She really did. It was magical 🤍
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I miss my granma too. During college years as I get home, Id just leave my stuff at our house ans go to granma’s room and we will talk for hours. About the II WW, when she was born, about her love life 🤣🤣🤣 It was really fun.
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Sending hugs! 🤗 I’m glad you have those beautiful and fun memories with her to cherish!
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From where are you and what is your name?
Call me ishvi. I am from the Philippines.
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Nice to meet you, Ishvi. My name is Katarina, and I’m from Croatia 💙
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Oh wow!
Želim ti divan dan i čuvaj se, Katarina.
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O moj Bože! That’s so sweet of you! I’d love to return this kind gesture, but I don’t know how to respond. Hazel (is a dear friend, I can say, that I met here on wp), told me that in the Philippines, tagalog is spoken in the north, and bisaya in the south. I’d love to be able to respond to you in your language 🤍 Želim ti predivan dan!!
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I speak bisaya because I live in Davao (Mindanao) region.
Thank you Katarina.
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That’s lovely! 🤍
I had to google, and I hope I’m saying it right, but either way, nalipay ko nga nakaila ko nimo, karon Bisaya na gyud! 😄🤍 Amping kanunay, Ishvi!
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You got that right! Very proud of you. Yey!
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Sounds like a cool pet! Those Inkheart movies didn’t quite take off. I haven’t read the books and I have been told by my friends to read them but I never had the opportunity.
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I remember there only being one movie, and I’ve only seen a small part of it when I was very young, and then I found out about the books, and spend years looking for them, until I found them in a local library. Devoured them in days! Love that story! Whenever you get around to it, read them, and tell me if you don’t think Gwin is the best! 😂
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Will do! 🙌🫶😊
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I’d love to hear that story about the dog too. 🤍It sounds like such a beautiful memory from your grandma. 🦋✨
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I wish I could weave stories the way my grandma did, but trust, they were pure magic! I love that woman so much!! 🤍
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The dog that walked the girl all night to town and was gone by dusk — your grandma knew exactly what she was doing with that ending. And the detail that the dogs got bigger and scarier depending on what she was teaching you says everything about how good she was at it. “Wind-chime laughter” is a lovely way to hold onto a voice. I’m sorry she isn’t there to tell it again.
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She was a true master of disguising many messages in her enchanting and sweet stories. I have a wind chime on my window now, and every time the breeze plays with it, it’s like a passing greeting from her.
I’m sorry about it, too, but what she taught me will stay with me forever, and I’ll always keep her with much love in my memories. Thank you 🤍
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This is so sweet, I love that you can remember her through her many stories and that she taught you life lessons through them. My parents, especially my mum did the same when I was a kid.
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