This past Thursday, October 3, the world-famous TheMoth live storytelling series, brought their MainStage in the Midwest Show to Oklahoma City. I was honored to be invited to share the stage and live-tell my story, along with four other story tellers, who are so talented and captivating, you must follow and hear them on TheMoth. org or TheMoth youtube channel. “The Moth is an acclaimed not-for-profit organization dedicated to the art and craft of storytelling. It has presented more than three thousand stories, told live and without notes, to standing-room-only crowds worldwide. The Moth podcast is downloaded more than one million times a month, and Peabody Award-winning The Moth Radio Hour is in its seventh season."
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I fell in love with story telling through my Spanish grandmother. I'd sit on the floor in front of my Abuela/my grandmother when I was four years old, she'd curl my dark hair around her fingers in the shape of ringlets, "cochumbos," and she would tell me story after story. Hours of tales of being a little girl in South America, her childhood, her family, the people of her small village. Stories of saints and miracles and being six years old and having to outrun the bull on her father’s ranch that got loose and chased her, and how she barely survived – only finding safety by clambering up a nearby tree.
She was the queen of the short story, and I was her rapt audience. Each story a fresh one, and her words made them all come to life. When she spoke, I’d see her run, her thick long braids trailing behind her. When she jumped for that tree branch to escape the bull, I jumped with her. I’d forget to breathe as she told me how she felt the earth shaking as the bull’s hooves pounded the ground behind her. I’d squint with her as she explained how he had come up over the hill with the noon sun behind him, blinding her until he was almost at her feet.