04/20/2009 § 1 Comment
“…and if she really could spin gold out of mud
and straw, he would take her for his queen.”
It must be nice to be a king and have the luxury of such high standards.
The Girl Who Wouldn’t Spin is a tale like Rumplestiltskin….only Swedish. It is basically the same. Except here, the troll who does the trick for the little lady, who is of course a beautiful peasant (is it me or are all peasants unbelievably beautiful? Or ugly? There is no average peasant), is named Tittelliture (the troll, not the lady. Sorry it’s such a bad sentence but I’m feeling lazy). Wikipedia says it’s something else, but it’s wrong.
Instead of wanting the first born child (as in the German tale) he wants to marry the beautiful peasant girl. I must admit, this seems a much better deal than getting someones baby. What is old boy Rumple, who lives in a tree (if memory serves), going to do with a baby? Maybe he’s just going to turn it into a stew or something, or he’s been trying to adopt. Who knows really?
Baby’s are work. So it’s probably the stew option.
So anyways, the king randomly discovers the funny little man singing a little song about his name, which is a funny thing to do. Singing about oneself in general is kind of strange.
Then the troll is so upset he explodes, which is awesome.