#puddocky

[thelastofthebookworms]

My tag for this series is 'fairy tales'.

[scotianostra]

Robert Garioch was born 9th May 1909 in Edinburgh he was a Scottish poet who placed huge importance on the use of the Scots language as a medium for poetry

Born the son of a decorator and a music teacher, Robert attended the Royal High School before going to the University of Edinburgh. He was conscripted into the Royal Corps of Signals in 1941, he married early the following year.

Whilst serving in Operation Torch in North Africa, Garioch was captured by German troops in November 1942 and spent the following three years as a Prisoner of War.

Garioch is known for furthering the importance of local voice through his use of lowland Scots in his work. His well-known poem The Wire was gleaned from his experience as a prisoner of war, looking at the suffering of soldiers, as was his book, Two Men and a Blanket: Memoirs of Captivity, however unlike many of his contemporaries, Garioch wrote very little poetry concerning his war experiences. Instead he focussed primarily on social causes and the plight of the ‘wee man’, a fact that may account for his enduring popularity (particularly on the readings circuit). This is what I like about him though, he was more of a poet for the people and the many photos I have found of him online show this with him in a room of people all enjoying his prose.  He also features in one of my favourite Scottish paintings, Poets’ Pub, an imaginary vision of the major Scottish poets and writers of the second half of the twentieth century gathered around the central figure of Hugh MacDiarmid, Garioch is on the far right.   Although it is not an actual depiction of any one scene I used to drink in Milnes on Hanover Street before it was spoiled by “improvements” and you used to get a feel for the place and the history of these great writers sitting sharing their thoughts and enjoying a pint. They will be turning in their graves seeing what it has become.

Robert Garioch is commemorated in Makars’ Court his words ‘in simmer, whan aa sorts foregether / in Embro to the ploy’.

Robert Garioch Sutherland, writer and poet died on 26th April 1981.

Here's a poem by Robery Garioch that many of us Scots can relate to, although having grown up in a wee toon ootside Edinburgh we were never hassled by the Polis, unlike those who lived in the city in places like Gayfield Square at the top of Leith.

Fi’baw in the Street.

Shote! here’s the poliss, the Gayfield poliss, an thull pi’iz in the nick fir pleyan fi’baw in the street! Yin o thum’s a faw’y like a muckle foazie taw’y bi’ the ither’s lang an skinnylike, wi umburrelly feet. Ach, awaw, says Tammy Curtis, fir thir baith owre blate ti hurt iz, thir a glaikit pair o Teuchters an as Hielant as a peat. Shote! thayr thir comin wi the hurdygurdy wummin tha’ we coupit wi her puggy pleyan fi’baw in the street.

Sae wir aff by Cockie-Dudgeons an the Sandies and the Coup, and wir owre a dizzen, fences tha’ the coppers canny loup, and wir in an ou’ o backgreens an wir dreepan muckle dikes, an we tear ir claes on railins full o nesty irin spikes. An aw the time the skinnylinky copper’s a’ ir heels, though the faw’y’s deid ir deean, this yin seems ti rin on wheels: noo he’s stickit on a railin wi his helmet on a spike, noo he’s up an owre an rinnan, did ye iver see the like?

Bi’ we stour awa ti Puddocky (tha’s doon by Logie Green) and wir roon by Beaverhaw whayr deil a beaver’s iver seen; noo wir aff wi buitts an stockins and wir wadin roon a fence (i’ sticks oot inly the wa’er, bi’ tha’s nithin if ye’ve serue) syne we cooshy doon thegither jist like choockies wi a hen in a bonny wee-bit bunky-hole tha’ bobbies diriny ken. Bi’ ma knees is skint an bluddan, an ma breeks they want the seat, jings! ye git mair nir ye’re eftir, pleyan fi’baw in the street

[xeno-graphical]

orange<3

i'm gonna call him puddocky

this one.

@mystical-magical-me

[maimoncat]

D’Aulnoy’s version of the story also influenced a lot of the oral variants of Rapunzel. Büsching’s "the tale of the paddock/toad" ("das Märchen von der Padde", also published as "Cherry, or the Frog-Bride" or "Puddocky") has a similar plot, with the coprotagonist Petersilie cursed by her neighbour, a nun from whom the mother stole parsley, to be turned into a toad. The tale then follows d'Aulnoy's story. The Grimm brothers mentioned this one in their notes on Rapunzel. A quite similar tale, where the girl loves redcurrants and is cursed by nuny into a lizard, was recorded 1907 by János Berze Nagy in Hungary.

And a few italian Rapunzel tales are closer to d'Aulnoy's version as well. While many northern versions develop into "the son of the witch" type tales (ATU 425B), like both Vittorio Imbriani's and Isaia Visentini's "Prezzemolina" (the latter was adapted by Andrew Lang into Prunella), some southern versions have the maiden cursed by the witch/ogress into an animal shape while she escapes. The story then continues in a more similar vein to Basile’s "Goat face". One example would be Gonzenbach’s "beautiful Angiola". A different version comes from Sardinia, but I can’t find it right now.

One last thing to add is that Veronica Bonanni, who wrote a whole book on the literary inspirations for Collodi’s Pinocchio, has suggested that Migonnet’s long nose (from the White Cat) may have inspired the episode where Pinocchio’s nose grows and birds pick it back to its size

I just noticed that the common list of fairytales for "Rapunzel's evolution" is actually incomplete.

If you searched a bit about this story, you will know that it goes like this: the "Rapunzel" fairytale type is, of course, best known through the titular "Rapunzel" story told by the brothers Grimm, in the 19th century. When looking for a previous occurence of the fairytale, people usually brought forward its Italian equivalent in the Pentamerone: Basile's "Petrosinella" (Parsley), early 17th century. And recently, people have added a third story in-between the two, from the late 17th century, the French "Persinette" from mademoiselle de La Force "Les Contes des Contes", because it has been proven that the Grimm's story was influenced by a German translation/adaptation of the French fairytale, that the Grimms mistook for a genuine German story.

This list, Petrosinella-Persinette-Rapunzel is indeed, correct, as it reflects the "three big eras" of fairytales in Europe, and it presents three pretty direct variations of a same story... However the list is incomplete. Because they forgot about madame d'Aulnoy.

While yes, mademoiselle de La Force's story IS the one that directly influenced the Grimms' Rapunzel, mademoiselle de La Force stayed a somehow "secondary" author of fairy tales in France, who never had the lasting impact or fame of authors like Charles Perrault... or madame d'Aulnoy. The Perrault d'Aulnoy duo was still going very strongly by the 19th century (see the Sleeping Beauty ballet). And did madame d'Aulnoy write a Rapunzel variation? Well yes she did!

(I should say a "Maiden in the Tower" variation, because talking of a "Rapunzel variation" is an anachronism, but you know...)

In fact, d'Aulnoy's "Rapunzel" is one of her most famous stories: The White Cat. Everybody focuses on the first part of the fairytale, which is one of the most famous rendition of "The Animal Bride" fairytale type (402), but the entire second part of the story is a "Maiden in the Tower" tale with echoes to Rapunzel. A princess sold when she is born because her mother wanted to eat the fruits of an orchard belonging to fairies... The girl being raised in a doorless tower by an old, malevolent fairy she calls "Mommy"... A prince behaving as a hopeless suitor at the bottom of her tower... But with its own unique variations typical of a d'Aulnoy tale. No long hair: the fairy "mother" goes through the window on a dragon's back, and the girl must escape by secretely building a rope-ladder. The prince and the princess speak using a parrot messenger (heck, her parrot and dog pet somehow manage to perform the wedding ceremony between her and the prince in secret?). The fairies send a venomous dragon to destroy everything in the king's realm when he refuses to give up his newborn daughter ; the princess in the tower must avoid a horrible wedding to a dwarf magician with eagle's claws for feet, no bones in his legs and birds' nests in his beard...

So don't forget madame d'Aulnoy. She did Cinderella, Beauty and the Beast, even sort-of variations of Sleeping Beauty, and she also did a Rapunzel!

[konglindorm]

The Frog Princess

So today we're going to talk about "The Frog Princess." This is a completely different story from "The Frog Prince"; literally all they have in common is an enchanted frog. The Frog Princess is found in a lot of different cultures, but I first encountered it as a Russian fairy tale, so that's the version we're going with today. Also, like. I just finished my post about "King Thrushbeard", and I feel like I've learned my lesson about the disappointments of actually rereading fairy tales instead of just going off my memory.  Today we are going to tell fairy tales the way they were meant to be told, the way they were told in the days of oral tradition: however the teller happens to remember them. (So don't anybody be coming in here and telling me I'm wrong, don't tell me I botched the details, don't tell me I just left out the entire second half; dude, I know. That's the point.)

We open with a scene sort of like the end of Robin Hood, where he shoots an arrow from his deathbed and tells the Merry Men to bury him wherever it lands? The king has his three sons shoot arrows, and they're supposed to find their brides wherever the arrow lands.

Now, how could that possibly go wrong?

Miraculously, no one is killed in this fun little bride search, and two of the three arrows actually happen to land somewhere in the general vicinity of an unmarried young woman.

Unfortunately for our third prince, the only living thing anywhere near where his arrow lands is a frog. So he goes home and explains the situation to his dad, probably hoping for a reasonable response, like, "Oh, that sucks, try again," or maybe even, "You know what? Bridal acquisition via a literal shot in the dark was a stupid and dangerous idea. Forget it. Go meet a nice girl the normal way."

But our king is not a reasonable man, so what he tells the prince is "Well, I guess you're marrying a frog."

And then he says that whichever son has the most impressive wife gets to be the next king. Like, dude. Just come right out and say you hate prince number three.

First task to impress the king: make him a shirt.

The first two girls work hard to sew nice shirts. And prince number three, he goes home and tells the frog what's up, but he's not really expecting anything, because she's, you know, a frog. In the morning he has to go and not present his dad with a shirt, and before he leaves the frog gives him an acorn, and she's all like, "Look, I made you a shirt," and he just sort of says "Thanks, honey," and pats her slimy little head, because, I mean, what are you gonna do? She's a frog. They don't even wear shirts. Why should she know the difference between a shirt and an acorn?

"You have to open it," she says as he leaves.

"Sure, honey," he says, humoring her.

So he gets home. His dad looks over the other two shirts, makes his judgement, and then it's our dude's turn. He takes the little acorn cap off, and--there's fabric in there? Okay, weird. He pulls it out and it's a beautiful shirt made of the finest linen. Round one goes to our now very baffled third prince. Round two: bake some bread.

Now our prince isn't super quick on the uptake here. I'd think that the combination of talking frog and beautiful human-sized shirt folded into an acorn without even wrinkling would naturally lead to the conclusion that something magical is going on. But instead, he decides that the shirt must have been a fluke and, woe is him, there's no way his frog wife is ever gonna produce a loaf of bread. Frogs don't even eat bread. And how will she operate an oven?

The prince's new sisters-in-law are a little smarter, and have worked out the magic angle by now, so they go to spy on the frog. They watch her just sort of pour the dough into the oven through a hole on top, and go home to do the same thing. But, like, they don't have magic. So that backfires.

Frog presents prince with a second acorn. He pats her slimy little head and says "Thanks, honey," because he's sure she did her best. You can't fit a lot of bread in an acorn; bread isn't nearly as foldable as linen. But it's the thought that counts. And if he had to marry a frog, well, out of all the frogs in the world, he figures he's pretty lucky to have wound up with this one.

The first two princes show the king their very, very sad loaves of bread, and our prince is thinking, okay, maybe I have a shot. My loaf of bread might be incredibly tiny, but the shirt was good, and this other bread is pretty crappy. So he takes the cap off the acorn, and a beautiful, full-sized loaf of bread. They cut it up, and it tastes great. Round two goes to our prince. Third round: impress the king at a banquet.

Now our prince is thinking there's really no way his wife is going to perform well at a fancy party, because, again, she is literally a frog. She tells him to go ahead to the banquet, and she'll catch up later. He goes, thinking he's probably going to be stood up, because how is a frog going to get herself across town?

His brothers tease him about his frog wife and how she stood him up, and he just sits there and takes it because he knows his frog wife does her best, and at least she produced an edible loaf of bread. There's a commotion outside; a frog is riding up the driveway in a cardboard box pulled by mice. Which is, okay, all kinds of embarrassing. But the prince loves his frog wife, he's sure she's doing her best. And as she reaches the palace, she transforms into a beautiful woman. At which point the king declares our boy the winner of this bizarre little contest and the heir to the throne, and he and his frog wife, now de-frogged, live happily ever after.

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Okay, fine, I can't just not read the original story. So just to let you know where I got it wrong: can't find evidence of that acorn detail, don't know where I got it. Possibly from a German variant called "Puddocky," in which the second task is to find a dog that can fit inside a walnut shell. And the entire last scene with the frog arriving is from the German version, not the Russian one, as well. Having jest reread them both, I can see the story that exists in my memory is a very jumbled combination of the two.

Also, like, the frog doesn't do anything for herself in the Russian version? She has attendants the prince can't see who sew the shirt and bake the bread and everything, which is totally lame, and also cheating; the king said he'd leave the kingdom to the prince whose wife did the best job, not the one whose wife had the best servants. And there is a second half, in the Russian version, though the German version ends with the banquet. After that scene, in the Russian version, when the prince realizes his wife doesn't have to be a frog, he burns the skin, which in his defense, seems like the thing to do, based on folkloric precedence. But it doesn't pan out this time. Ends up being a more "East of the Sun West of the Moon" style screw-up, and he has to go on a quest to get her back. Which is actually kind of fun; you don't see a lot of gender reversal on the "I screwed up my SO's transformation spell and now I gotta fix it" quest. Anyway, he does that thing where he spares the lives of a bunch of animals and in return they help him out later. (I think the only time I've talked about that before is in "The Sea Hare".) Baba Yaga tells him our frog girl is now with Kaschey the Deathless, and how to kill him; it's one of those "you have to stab him in his heart, but instead of being in his body it's in an egg in a chest in a tower underwater or whatever" situations, like in "The Troll With No Heart In His Body". The animals help out with that, and then we live happily ever after, for real this time.

[makeshiftstory]

I FINALLY GOT A NEW SCANNER GUYS! I promise to be slow when uploading upcoming art, but for now, enjoy these Plush Baby sketches of the ones I have X3 Plush babies are a Closed Species that Belong to Teaparties on FA

[olibheare]

pudds and Cal 

[intheheatherbright]

“The tiny dog ran about on the king’s hand.”

Puddocky, from the German.

Andrew Lang, editor, The Green Fairy Book, illustrations Dorothy Lake Gregory, (New York: Longmans, Green and Co. 1949).

[dewphox]

Deetjes dusting shenanigans uvu (tried putting translations at the bottom) . Accidentally creating Dustsprites when u just wanna clean, hate when that happens :')

She'll eventually find a reversal spell, but until then Deetje became a mother of many, much to the dismay of Puddocky who had to share some Deetje real estate. . Might make a little continuation of this since I have a cute idea for future skits :3c . Not sure if i want Germany and Prussia to know she's got magic or that they just have better things to worry about than some of the more bizarre things surrounding her. A la investigating is not worth losing such an otherwise stellar maid over UvU . Translations: "Jetzt ist aus die Maus" = literally ''now it's out the mouse'' a rhyming saying meaning something like ''now it's over'' etc. ____________________________ "Wieso nicht gleich so." = "Why not like this from the start.'' ''Mutterschaftsurlaub?'' - ''maternity leave?'' ''Nein danke'' - ''No thank you''

[fairytalearista]

Sometimes I think about the time when a guy friend of mine did not believe me that there were "that many fairy tales" and I was like "I know at least a hundred" and so, while everyone else enjoyed the concert, I sat there, writing a list of every fairy tale I knew at the time. I did have to squeak in a few that were technically duplicates, towards the end (I.e. Puddocky and The Frog Princess are almost the same tale, but I listed both), but I did it.

And he didn't even care.

It was a good concert though. Bluegrass, I think, but I don't exactly remember.

[greenbeany]

1, 3, and 16!

Hi anon, who I already know 👋👋

1) What event unlocked their semblance

Covered in Crimsons backstory, she gets her memory when a trip to mantle results in her being held at gunpoint. Her semblance doesn't do much at the time, the memory of her parents traumatises her mostly, but tge subsequent aura flare sends everyone flying. She still can't control her ability.

3) what is her fairytale allusion

This is puddocky. Honestly I just searched up the word cherry and looked for fairytales. It's not tooooo relevant actually but um I like frogs so take it or leave it.

16) if she were a faunus, what would she be

Crimson would have squid tentacles for totally platonic reasons only.

Send an OC ask!

[butterflyslinky]

Chapter 19: Puddocky

[widenerlibrary]

We enjoy looking at older collections of fairy tales, where the familiar (”The Three Little Pigs”) mingle with the less familiar (”Puddocky”). This somewhat terrifying illustration by Henry Justice Ford comes from a tale called “Rosanella”. We found it in The Green Fairy Book (1892), one of Andrew Lang’s fairy books which are chronicled extensively here. By the way, those are normal-sized princesses. And very large bees.

[makeshiftstory]

So After a good long hard time working, I finally finished the PB Remakes of Puddocky and Jorinde! I really love how they came out and how nice the faces look. Now wish me luck while I work on finishing the last two plush dolls that got requested not too long ago.

Plush babies are a closed Species created by Teaparties on FA

[olibheare]

Are there animal people in your story with the boy with white hair?? I saw a cat person

That’s D’ivry. She’s a Puddocky, meaning that she’s an “animal person”, yes. But more importantly she’s Cal’s best friend. 

[dewphox]

The frogs fuckin adorable, is yiu oc a country/region/town etc or just a regular human person? Or maybe something else?

Thank you! I really love puddocky aswell, his nickname is puddles :D And nope! She's not a country! Not even a littol state, or province or a village. And not human either! However she was born Human! (Mainly because I'm not comfortable with personifying countries or places with history and culture if i am not ingrained or have lived it myself or studied yadda yadda, bc there's just more that can go wrong than right even if you do your research. especially since my oc's are all sonas meant for projecting for myself which is why i still label them selfinserts even if nothing but the first letter of our names is identical. They're like D&D characters for me, an the franchise is the DM who shaped the world i get to explore with them haha :D Also also i'm from germany and i prolly don't have to mention that unfortunately for me, is already a canon character and I wasn't interested in doing like bavaria or something u_u)

She's a semi-immortal witch. Her story and Lore will be my own Headcanon addition to the sourcematerial based off of established worldbuilding that i've taken the liberty to expand on to. Really hyped to introduce one additional key-character which will tie everything nicely together hoho. <3 AND THANK U SO MUCH FOR THE ASK I CRY <3<3<3