[PDF] The Moon Maiden A Japanese Fairy Tale eBook

Author : Anon E. Mouse
Publisher : Abela Publishing Ltd
Page : 22 pages
File Size : 34,30 MB
Release : 2018-10-02
Category : Fiction
ISBN : 8827517138

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Once upon a time, a long, long time ago and far, far away, in Japan it was early spring on the coast of Suruga. A rose-tinged cloud from heaven had fallen softly on the branches of a cherry tree. Save for the lap of the sea, there was silence on that remote shore. A far-off sound became audible: it might be the song of falling waters, it might be the voice of the awakening wind, it might be the melody of the clouds. Slowly, imperceptibly, the music came nearer. Above the lofty heights of Mount Fujiyama a snow-white cloud floated earthwards. Nearer and nearer came the music. A low clear voice could be heard chanting a lay that breathed of the peace and tranquillity of the moonlight. The fleecy cloud was borne towards the shore. For one moment it seemed to rest upon the sand, and then it melted away. By the sea stood a glistening maiden. In her hand she carried a heart-shaped instrument, and, as her fingers touched the strings, she sang a heavenly song. She wore a robe of feathers, white and spotless as the breast of the wild swan. Birds flocked around her; they perched on her shoulder, and rubbed their soft heads against her cheek. She stroked them gently and they flew away full of joy. The maiden hung her robe of feathers on a pine branch, and went to bathe in the sea. So why had the beautiful maiden come to earth? What was her purpose? Was she brining a message or was she here to just watch and listen?ÿ Well to find out why she had fallen to earth, you?ll have to download this story and find out for yourself! Baba Indaba is a fictitious Zulu storyteller who narrates children's stories from around the world. Baba Indaba translates as "Father of Stories". Each issue also has a "WHERE IN THE WORLD - LOOK IT UP" section, where young readers are challenged to look up a place on a map somewhere in the world. The place, town or city is relevant to the story. HINT - use Google maps. Search for the 400+ Baba Indaba Children's stories on Google. Search for "Baba Indaba Children?s Stories" or using the ISSN "2397-9607" to get the full list. 10% of the profit from the sale of this book will be donated to charities. This book INCLUDES LINKS TO DOWNLOAD 8 FREE STORIES

Author : Grace James
Publisher : The Floating Press
Page : 262 pages
File Size : 42,20 MB
Release : 2012-07-01
Category : Fiction
ISBN : 1775459136

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In this entrancing collection, author Grace James brings together an array of Japanese folk tales and fairy tales, all rendered in exquisitely lyrical language. If you're fascinated by the folk traditions of different world cultures, be sure to add The Moon Maiden to your list.

Author : Flavia Weedn
Publisher : Hyperion Books for Children
Page : 48 pages
File Size : 13,15 MB
Release : 1995-04-17
Category : Juvenile Fiction
ISBN : 9780786800452

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In this retelling of a Japanese fairy tale, a childless couple is allowed to take care of the Moon's daughter until it is time for her to join her mother in the sky.

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Publisher : 케이론교육
Page : 0 pages
File Size : 20,24 MB
Release : 2006
Category : Fairy tales
ISBN : 9781933317397

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An old bamboo cutter finds a tiny baby girl, only a few inches tall inside a bamboo stalk, and wonders if she is a fairy.

Author : Grace James
Publisher : Courier Corporation
Page : 194 pages
File Size : 44,10 MB
Release : 2012-05-04
Category : Juvenile Fiction
ISBN : 0486122506

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DIVThirty beautifully illustrated stories provide delightful accounts of "The Singing Bird of Heaven," "The Star Lovers," "The Peony Lantern," "The Sea King and the Magic Jewels," and 26 other beguiling tales. /div

Author : Flavia Weedn
Publisher : Hachette Children's Books Australia
Page : 48 pages
File Size : 13,51 MB
Release : 1995
Category : Fairy tales
ISBN : 9780733600258

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In this retelling of a Japanese fairy tale, a childless couple is allowed to take care of the Moon's daughter until it is time for her to join her mother in the sky.

Author : Yei Theodora Ozaki
Publisher : Lulu.com
Page : 190 pages
File Size : 47,56 MB
Release : 2017-07-12
Category : Fiction
ISBN : 1387097458

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This collection of Japanese fairy tales is the outcome of a suggestion made to me indirectly through a friend by Mr. Andrew Lang. They have been translated from the modern version written by Sadanami Sanjin. These stories are not literal translations, and though the Japanese story and all quaint Japanese expressions have been faithfully preserved, they have been told more with the view to interest young readers of the West than the technical student of folk-lore.... In telling these stories in English I have followed my fancy in adding such touches of local color or description as they seemed to need or as pleased me, and in one or two instances I have gathered in an incident from another version. At all times, among my friends, both young and old, English or American, I have always found eager listeners to the beautiful legends and fairy tales of Japan, and in telling them I have also found that they were still unknown to the vast majority...

Author : Lafcadio Hearn
Publisher :
Page : 166 pages
File Size : 16,64 MB
Release : 1918
Category : Fairy tales
ISBN :

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A collection of 20 fairy tales from Japan including "Chin-Chin Kobakama," "The Serpent with Eight Heads," and "The Tea-Kettle."

Author : Mary Elizabeth Braddon
Publisher : Library of Alexandria
Page : 688 pages
File Size : 50,19 MB
Release : 2020-09-28
Category : Fiction
ISBN : 1465581057

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Little golden cloudlets, like winged living creatures, were hanging high up in the rosy glow above Santa Maria della Salute, and all along the Grand Canal the crowded gondolas were floating in a golden haze, and all the westward-facing palace windows flashed and shone with an illumination which the lamps and lanterns that were to be lighted after sundown could never equal, burnt they never so merrily. It was Shrove Tuesday in Venice, Carnival time. The sun had been shining on the city and on the lagunes all day long. It was one of those Shrove Tuesdays which recall the familiar proverb— “Sunshine at Carnival, Fireside at Easter.” But who cares about the chance of cold and gloom six weeks hence when to-day is fair and balmy? A hum of joyous, foolish voices echoed from those palace façades, and floated out seaward, and rang along the narrow Calle, and drifted on the winding water-ways, and resounded under the innumerable bridges; for everywhere in the City by the Sea men, women, and children were making merry, and had given themselves up to a wild and childish rapture of unreasoning mirth, ready to explode into loud laughter at the sorriest jokes. An old man tapped upon the shoulder by a swinging paper lantern—a boy whose hat had been knocked off—a woman calling to her husband or her lover across the gay flotilla—anything was food for mirth on this holiday evening, while the great gold orb sank in the silvery lagoon, and all the sky yonder towards Chioggia was dyed with the crimson afterglow, and the Chioggian fishing-boats were moving westward in all the splendour of their painted sails. At Danieli’s the hall and staircase, reading-room, smoking-room, and saloons were crowded with people; English and American for the most part, but with a sprinkling of French and German. Shrewd Yankees were bargaining on the sea-washed steps below the hall-door with gondoliers almost as shrewd. Quanto per la notte—tutte la notte, sul canale? To-night the gondoliers would have it all their own way, for every one wanted a gondola to row up and down the Grand Canal, with gaudy Chinese lanterns, and singing men, twanging guitar or tinkling mandoline to that tune which is almost the national melody of Venice fin de siècle—“Funicoli, funicola.” The dining-rooms at Danieli’s are capacious enough for all ordinary occasions, but to-night there was not space for half the number who wanted to dine. The waiters were flying about wildly, trying to appease the hungry crowd with promises of tables subito, subito. But travellers in Italy know what subito means in an Italian restaurant, and were not comforted by these assurances. Amiable Signor Campi moved about among his men, and his very presence gave comfort somehow, and finally everybody had food and wine, and a din of jovial voices rose up from the table d’hôte to the grand old rooms above, on that upper story which is called the noble floor, a place of strange histories, perhaps, in those stern days when these hotels were palaces.