The year is 1881 and my Great Grandfather (Theophillus Adcock) is 30 years old and his wife, Sarah, is pregnant with their 5th child. Queen Victoria has been on the English throne for 44 years and the Crown Hotel, which takes centre stage for this story, has already been serving the locals for over 200 years.
Before the advent of the printing press oral story telling was the only option for the budding narrator/bard/raconteur or, as we say in Australia...."spinner of yarns" However, long before story telling became entertainment it held a powerful place in our evolution. Gilgamesh, the Sumerian epic was recorded on clay tablets in cuneiform script 1,500 years before Homer. Now, I have not read either of these epics but, even without this scholarly exercise, I know that story telling began long before Gilgamesh. Wherever people have lived together there have been stories told.
My last post, Be The Story Teller In Your Family, identified the benefits of telling a story in the presence of your audience. I made a promise to myself (and my readers) that I would take one of my written stories and try to breathe life into it via the medium of audio. I hasten to remind my readers that I did not specify a time frame! In the interim I have been trawling and listening to story tellers from around the world. Motivation was my goal and, of course searching for that one thing that made these story tellers so captivating. In fact there is no one thing in respect to their technique. What they did share was apparent as soon as they lent towards the microphone. They loved telling stories.