CALIFORNIA | LOCAL
April 2, 2000 |
With tongue rings, exposed navels and some unusual hair colors, the teenagers at Owensmouth Continuation High School in Canoga Park don't look like ambassadors of literacy. But there was 16-year-old Maria Jorge, early Monday morning, removing her tongue ring so she could enunciate the words "perplex" and "diabolic" to elementary school students who, she believes, need proper pronunciation to improve their vocabulary.
September 18, 1997 |
It's no surprise that cigar smoking is verboten at Barnes & Noble in Huntington Beach. Or is it? These days, gourmets cook, psychics predict, women drum and cuddly bears recite stories at bookstores big and small. Libraries let kids paste and glitter, dance and do division on computer. Indeed, today's literary outlets increasingly offer activities traditionally provided by community colleges, recreation centers, preschools, concert halls and coffeehouses.
CALIFORNIA | LOCAL
October 17, 1992 |
Although the first Hanukkah candle won't be lit for another two months, veteran actor Ed Asner is already telling stories about the annual Festival of Lights that commemorates the rededication of the Temple in 165 BC. On Thursday, Asner colorfully read a story by Nobel Peace Prize winner Isaac Bashevis Singer called "A Parakeet Named Dreidel," about a Yiddish-speaking bird that lands on the windowsill of a Brooklyn Jewish family on the eighth day of Hanukkah.
March 25, 2011 |
"White Irish Drinkers" might be writer-director John Gray's profane, boisterous, blood-spattered love letter to growing up in '70s Brooklyn, but its truer and more regrettable connection is to the rampant Scorsese mimicry that characterized early-'90s indie calling cards. You know the kind: movies where young guys with glaringly obvious life choices ? here, it's whether kind-eyed, wisecracking, big-dreaming Brian (Nick Thurston), who paints secretly in the basement, should escape the influence of his boozy, violent father (Stephen Lang)
July 30, 1999 |
They haven't lit campfires exactly but for the last two years, relatively small groups of New Yorkers have been gathering in a series of downtown bars, letting down their guards and re-creating all the warmth and camaraderie of a woodsy sleepover with the simple act of telling stories. The evenings have a theme and the five or six appointed storytellers must speak without notes for no more than 12 minutes.
September 9, 1991 |
Click! Clack! Clack! Sadayoshi Morishita is beating wooden clappers together in a small Tokyo park. It's a beckoning sound, one that is vanishing rapidly in Japan. Morishita is about to begin kamishibai, the 60-year-old traditional art of storytelling with pictures. The click-clack is the signal for children to come and listen to colorful tales told by a professional storyteller. The listeners also buy his rice crackers, lollipops and fried noodles.
July 27, 1997 |
Shortly after I was born, Aunt Laura came to live with us. She was, in reality, my great-aunt, Daddy's Aunt Laura Henry. She had lived, unmarried, with her sister-in-law, my Grandmother Henry, until Grandmother died the same year I was born. . . . Aunt Laura was the oldest living thing I had ever seen. She wore long dresses which came down to the floor, bonnets on her head, whether indoors or out, and thick rimless glasses which turned into mirrors when she looked at us. . . .
January 6, 1990 |
The man struggling for life in the hospital's intensive-care unit made but one request. He wanted his friend, David Novak, to tell him a story. So Novak obliged, recounting the courage of a tiny spider who, against all odds, scaled a water spout after nearly drowning in a rainstorm. "Early one morning in Spider Town, before the sun came up, all was quiet and still," Novak began. "The cool dew was clinging to the sleepy spider webs, and not a web was stirring. . . . " For his ailing friend, the tale of the spider "was like a warm cup of tea on a cold night," said Novak, a professional storyteller.
March 20, 1988
Thank you, KCET and KOCE, for the great "Wonderworks" production of "Anne of Green Gables: The Sequel." Marvelous acting, photography and storytelling without breaking the continuity of the original! Denis Moss, Mission Viejo
August 30, 1987
Bob O'Sullivan's Aug. 9 "Here's the Story" brought back memories. I had a storytelling grandfather, and the Brothers Grimm and Andersen, I thought, were the tales he put me to sleep with. I read them to my son only to find out they were not the same. My father told me many years later: "The reason grandpa didn't read to you was because the tales he told you were of his own boyhood." How fortunate we are to have Bob O'Sullivan. A truly gifted heir of the art of storytelling. Thank you, Bob, for the memories.