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Once upon a time is a magical phrase that sets the scene for stories in
many cultures and many tongues. It takes the listener to another place,
another time - the realm of story and has likely been doing so since the
dawn of time. For most of the tome human beings have been inhabiting
this planet all knowledge was passed from generation to generation by
word of mouth.
Whether it was the lore of healing plants or moral tales
intended to influence behaviour within the family or tribe, the
transmission process was mouth to ear. Even today there are societies
that continue this process, a process that always required specific
techniques and memory training to ensure the accurate transmission of
essential knowledge. While today people turn to computerised data to
trace their ancestors, even a couple of centuries ago here in Scotland
there were shennachies who had memorised specific genealogies over many
generations.
Within stories that tell of kings and queens, princesses and princes lie
social and psychological realities that lay at the heart of all
knowledge and education in oral societies. Stories encompassed all life
and served to continually reinforce the bonds of community so necessary
in environments less technically restricted than today and thus more
volatile. People in ore-industrial societies had to rely on each other.
On long, cold, dark winter nights in Scotland, families and groups of
families gathered round the flickering hearth fires to listen to tales
whose relevance to their way of life was absolute. Those who had the
gift of storytelling were bearers not just of tradition but of
knowledge, artists as well as entertainers and today, the power of the
spoken word, the magic of ancient themes re-worked have not lost their
power. Stories told by the fire side centuries ago on the far side of
the earth can surface today in modern industrial urban garb, and though
many tales form many lands in many tongues are now available in books -
they are like musical notation - a place to start, but no the thing
itsel! Even today in our electronic world stories are being told that
have probably never been written down - some from ancient sources,
others as fresh as tomorrow's bread and yet others reworked from
tradition and reborn - all come from the same well.
And that well is deep. Stories survive because they fill a need -
social, psychological or a combination of these and just as we are
basically little different form our ancestors of thousands of years ago
- apart perhaps from our technological invention and disregard for the
health of our environment - so stories which enthral, excite and educate
us are in their essential probably little different from tales they
told. After al life, death, love and the need to work to eat are
fundamental to humanity the world over in all time. And some tales come
from time beyond all measure. The indigenous people of Australia still
tell of their ancestors hunting giant animals, known to western
scientists as Diprodotons, more than twenty thousand years ago. The
knowledge of these animals, and of major geophysical events like
volcanoes and tsunami was passed down through oral transmission,
generation to generation over many millennia.
While the storytelling tradition contains much material that can help
shed light on how we perceive the past, this is secondary to the fact
that story, now as ever, is both the material and the process of living
tradition within all those societies where people gather to tell and
listen to tales, crack jokes and sing songs., Without storytelling we
would have no raw material for the poet, novelist, playwright or
songsmith to work with. An example of a simple story common to all those
who speak Celtic, Germanic and Romance languages is that of King Arthur.
Essentially a tale of betrayal and their devastating social effects -
this moral tale had inspired poets, artists and musicians for more than
a thousand years, and possibly much longer. Driven by adherence to
dubious standards, academics still seek to find where this particular
set of stories started - seemingly unaware that each community heard its
own traditional tales told as happening within their own environment -
how else would they be relevant? Today the tyranny of the written word
tries to tie down all knowledge, not just to the page but to dateable,
locatable parameters. Story is not like that and even when tied down
will always struggle free. James Hogg's mother thought the tales and
traditions she treasured would die and disappear if written down. She
was perhaps right to be suspicious of scholars and collectors who might
detail stories as if they were scientific specimens to be held in glass
cases - but she not have worried - stories change, adapt, falter and
sometimes seem to die but as long as the human spirit thrives in any
community, story will spring anew.