Short Story

The Story of Kulasit

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The Story of Kulasit

         Kulasit was a small but alert fellow who lived in the village of Maipit. One day, Kulasit, went to fish in the river of Abit. He was able to catch plenty of eels with his bait. Said Kulasit to himself, “ I’ll put aside the small ones to eat while the big ones  I will sell in the market.”

        On his way to the market, he met somebody who asked him, “What is in your basket, Kulasit?” “These are eels. I will exchange them for a pig”, answered Kulasit. They did exchange the eels for a pig. How happy Kulasit was.

        When he went to Maipit with the pig, he butchered it for a picnic with his friends. Everybody enjoyed the picnic and thanked Kulasit for sharing what he had.

The Ant and the Bird

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The Ant and the Bird

            One day an Ant was passing by a deep river. He was so afraid because he was about to be carried away by the river.

            Just then, a pretty Bird was on a branch of a tree overlooking the river. He saw the Ant trying to get out of the water and so the Bird dropped a leaf very near the Ant. The Ant saw the leaf and got on it to save himself. The Ant looked up and saw the pretty Bird on the branch of the tree.

            Then came another day, the pretty Bird was again by the tree. Andoy , a young boy, saw the Bird and got ready to shoot his slingshot at the Bird. The Ant, who was just nearby looking for food, saw the boy getting ready to shoot the Bird. The Ant bit the boy’s foot and so the boy dropped his slingshot and the Bird flew away.

Tilin, The Rice Bird (Igorot)

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Tilin, The Rice Bird
(Igorot)
 

ONE day when a mother was pounding out rice to cook for supper, her little girl ran up to her and cried:

"Oh, Mother, give me some of the raw rice to eat."

"No," said the mother, "it is not good for you to eat until it is cooked. Wait for supper."

But the little girl persisted until the mother, out of patience, cried:

"Be still. It is not good for you to talk so much!"

When she had finished pounding the rice, the woman poured it into a rice winnower and tossed it many times into the air. As soon as the chaff was removed she emptied the rice into her basket and covered it with the winnower. Then she took the jar upon her head, and started for the spring to get water.

Now the little girl was fond of going to the spring with her mother, for she loved to play in the cool water while her mother filled the jars. But this time she did not go, and as soon as the woman was out of sight, she ran to the basket of rice. She reached down to take a handful of the grain. The cover slipped so that she fell, and was covered up in the basket.

When the mother returned to the house, she heard a bird crying, "King, king, nik! nik! nik!" She listened carefully, and as the sound seemed to come from the basket, she removed the cover. To her surprise, out hopped a little brown rice bird, and as it flew away it kept calling back:

"Goodbye, Mother; goodbye, Mother. You would not give me any rice to eat."

The Man with the Cocoanuts

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The Man with the Cocoanuts
(Tinguian)

ONE day a man who had been to gather his cocoanuts loaded his horse heavily with the fruit. On the way home he met a boy whom he asked how long it would take to reach the house.

"If you go slowly," said the boy, looking at the load on the horse, "you will arrive very soon; but if you go fast, it will take you all day."

The man could not believe this strange speech, so he hurried his horse. But the cocoanuts fell off and he had to stop to pick them up. Then he hurried his horse all the more to make up for lost time, but the cocoanuts fell off again. Many times he did this, and it was night when he reached home

The Story of the Tikgi

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The Story of the Tikgi
(Tinguian)

"TIKGI, tikgi, tikgi, we will come to work for you. Let us cut your rice."

Ligi  had gone to the field to look at his growing rice, but when he heard this sound he looked up and was surprised to see some birds circling above and calling to him.

"Why, you cannot cut rice," said Ligi. "You are birds and know only how to fly."

But the birds insisted that they knew how to cut rice; so finally he told them to come again when the grain was ripe, and they flew away.

No sooner had the birds gone than Ligi was filled with a great desire to see them again. As he went home he wished over and over that his rice were ready to cut. As soon as Ligi left the field the tikgi birds began using magic so that the rice grew rapidly, and five days later when he returned he found the birds there ready to cut the ripened grain. Ligi showed them where to begin cutting, and then he left them.

When he was out of sight, the tikgi said to the rice cutters:

"Rice cutters, you cut the rice alone." And to the bands which were lying nearby they said: "Bands, you tie into bundles the rice which the cutters cut"

And the rice cutters and the bands worked alone, doing as they were told.

When Ligi went again to the field in the afternoon, the tikgi said:

"Come, Ligi, and see what we have done, for we want to go home now."

Ligi was amazed, for he saw five hundred bundles of rice cut. And he said:

"Oh, Tikgi, take all the rice you wish in payment, for I am very grateful to you."

Then the tikgi each took one head of rice, saying it was all they could carry, and they flew away.

The next morning when Ligi reached the field, he found the birds already there and he said:

"Now, Tikgi, cut the rice as fast as you can, for when it is finished I will make a ceremony for the spirits, and you must come."

"Yes," replied the tikgi, "and now we shall begin the work, but you do not need to stay here."

So Ligi went home and built a rice granary to hold his grain, and when he returned to the field the rice was all cut. Then the tikgi said: "We have cut all your rice, Ligi, so give us our pay, and when you go home the rice will all be in your granary."

Ligi wondered at this, and when he reached home and saw that his granary was full of rice, he doubted if the tikgi could be real birds.

Not long after this Ligi invited all his relatives from the different towns to help him make the ceremony for the spirits. As soon as the people arrived, the tikgi came also; and they flew over the people's heads and made them drink basi until they were drunk. Then they said to Ligi:

"We are going home now; it is not good for us to stay here, for we cannot sit among the people."

When they started home Ligi followed them until they came to the bana-asi tree, and here he saw them take off their feathers and put them in the rice granary. Then suddenly they became one beautiful maiden.

"Are you not the tikgi who came to cut my rice?" asked Ligi. "You look to me like a beautiful maiden."

"Yes," she replied; "I became tikgi and cut rice for you, for otherwise you would not have found me." Ligi took her back to his house where the people were making the ceremony, and as soon as they saw her they began chewing the magic betel-nuts to find who she might be.

The quid of Ebang and her husband and that of the tikgi went together, so they knew that she was their daughter who had disappeared from their house one day long ago while they were in the fields. In answer to their many questions, she told them that she had been in the bana-asi tree, where Kaboniyan had carried her, until the day that she changed herself into the tikgi birds and went to the field of Ligi.

Ligi was very fond of the beautiful girl and he asked her parents if he might marry her. They were very willing and decided on a price he should pay. After the wedding all the people remained at his house, feasting and dancing for three months.