I have a great story to tell you.
Hundreds and hundreds of years ago when the world first formed, there was a tiny village called Celka filled with little human beings. These humans had an abundance of everything – food, shelter, water, clothes, and money. The people in the community were very welcoming and close with one another, they often ate together, played together, and worked together. These Celkans were practically like one big family because they loved each other all the same, and did whatever they could to protect each other from harm.
Celka thrived as a community because of one very important element: everyone spoke nothing but the truth. In this reality, everyone spoke bluntly and expressed their honest opinions, no matter how difficult it was to hear. Because lying was not heard of, no one believed in a religion. No one saw a point in lying because of it’s insincerity and hurtful repercussions to the people of Celka. That is why Celka was always a jolly, cheerful place. I guess you could say Celka wasn’t a very creative community due to the absence of fiction; all their stories that were told were based on factual evidence or historical events.
One day, there were two girls that were running along the valley hills, playing with daisies and blowing dandelions. The two girls ran and ran and ran until they were out of breath so they decided to rest under a huge oak tree. While the girls were catching their breath, they decided to tell each other stories. The rule was whoever could tell the most interesting historical event will win. The younger girl knew that she couldn’t beat her friend because she was much older and knew many more facts than her. So, the younger girl thought and thought until her little brain started hurting. Suddenly, like a lightbulb, she had an idea. She could take what she knew of an event and twist the truth, just a little, until the story is so appalling she had to win. So the little girl told the story of how wickedness came into Celka many years ago. The story was so frightening that the elder, much more educated girl, was haunted. The elder girl said, “it isn’t so funny. It doesn’t sound so good. Take it back. Call that story back.” But, of course, it was too late. For once a story is told, it cannot be called back. Once told, it is loose in the world.
This story actually took me a while to write because I wanted to incorporate so many minor details. It ended up being too long so I had to change the entire ending! I had a lot of fun though because I liked how I could change the outcome, or change any parts of the story because I was the storyteller. I felt like I had a lot of power and even a boost of creativity, haha! Part of the story, specifically the truth telling part, was inspired by the movie The Invention of Lying. So basically this story kills two birds with one stone because it talks about the origins of wickedness and lying. Score!
Reference:
King, Thomas. ““You’ll Never Believe What Happened” Is Always a Great Way to Start.” The Truth About Stories. N.p., n.d. Web. 30 Jan. 2013. <http://www.houseofanansi.com/Assets/ProductAssets/TruthAboutStories/TruthAboutStories_chapter.pdf>.
Your story is delightful, and quite inspired; and interestingly, I am beginning to see a theme about deception and evil as I read through all the class stories. I will write about this on my blog. Thank you. Another note on your comment about feeling a boost of creativity – that is good, very good. I want to help you all find your balance between critical thinking and creative thinking in this course of studies: an important literary and social skill, I believe.