"Gary, thank you for your comment - good to know that we share this mantra. And good to hear that our site although written in German gives an idea of our work. Illustration and imagination is a large field to work upon - I am glad to see that you…"
there once (around here in South of Bavaria) was a farmer who didn't believe that the animals speak in the New-Years-Night. So at the very end of the year he crept into the stables and listened to the oxes he had there. It was about…"
Joerg, I love your site and what you and Hedwig are doing. I am re-telling some of the Rhenish stories in the context of the Rheinland settlements here in Western Maryland in the 1700s. (My ancestors come from the Rheinland-Pfalz.)
See my storytelling on this. I think you might like it: http://potomacheritagestoryteller.wordpress.com/ Also see my German folktale on http://passportmagic.wordpress.com/ It must have been a grim time in Wesel in the 1950s. Glad to hear that folks from Hagerstown helped your community after the devastating bombings by the Allies in WWII.
Also, did you know that Wesel was the birthplace of the founder of New Amsterdam/New York -- Peter Minuit? Maybe you could include the tale of his paying $24 for Manhattan Island as part of your theater.
I took a quick look at your site. As Margaret told you, we have a similar work.
Angel and me tell stories using some things to tell the stories. We started with tissues and clothes: they were the characters of our stories. The first "puppet" was Chantecler; you can see it at http://www.cuentosgrandes.com/Info/IMG_7763.JPG
We like to use, from time to time, things for storytelling. These props may came from a pink case, from a Mexican basket, from behind a big book, or from a Colombian hand-made bag.
We are preparing some videos to upload them in YouTube. As soon as we have them ready, I'll let you know so you can see those magic objects in action.
Guten Tag, Joerg
That photo was taken at the Langata Giraffe Conservation Center outside of Nairobi, Kenya. They care for a small herd (25) of Rothschild's Giraffes, an endangered species which has fewer than 100 animals living in the wild. Warthogs, guinea fowl, tortoises and other small game also roam the compound. It's a very enjoyable place to visit. You climb up to a second-story observation platform that affords a view of the giraffes as they interact in family groups and stroll among the trees and tall grass. Well-informed guides interpret the behavior of the giraffes as you watch, speak about the Center's efforts to rescue the species, and answer your questions. Then they distribute little buckets of food pellets to each visitor. This brings the giraffes running over to the platform like a pack of greedy puppies. They lick the food right out of your hand with their powerful tongues, or 'kiss' a pellet from between your lips. You can pet and stroke them while this feeding is going on: they are are gentle and tolerant of human touch. But don't expect the giraffes to linger for ear-scratching once you run out of food pellets. They are looking for a meal, not affection. But whatever significance (if any) the encounter had in the minds of the giraffes, it was one of the most fantastic and unexpected experiences of my life, and I will always treasure the memory. Only in Africa!