The Stone Soup Story
stone soup story
Stone Soup
Told by Jim Olmsted
Once upon a time, a dreamer was asked for Earth Day to speak to a group of children at their High School. Let me tell you "The Helfenstein Soup Council Story", and maybe it will be helpful for you in understanding that the greatest problem being faced by "The Mother Earth" is from her children.
It was not at all uncommon for a group of men to hangout and talk about problems in a tepee that was setup at the edge of a Green Bay park, where a young couple lived with a daughter, and allowed a friend to stay in the tepee. On Sundays they would come together to speak about dreams and how they could make a difference for the future, the environment, the children and how to create peaceful, social justice in our community. One morning the mother, daughter joined these men, and suggested that "all we need is to be a spiritual family that will work in harmony". So let us look at the wisdom which has come down to us and try to form our group on those Noble ideals; and this became the agreed goal from that day on.
Now "once upon a time" a young person found himself/herself lost in the world seeking food to share with friends and came to the "river crossing", that now seemed too deep for swimming and had no way for getting to the other side. "OH, what to do...Tell me Great Creator-God, Why have you brought me to this place ?" .............
as told by Jim Olmsted
The Stone Soup Story
Told by Gareth
One day in a land not so far away, there was a village inhabited by people very much like us. These people toiled long days in the field, but always they seemed to have less. Every year agents of the regent would come and he would take the best of the fruit of the land. Every year the land seamed more fallow and the vegetable bins held fewer stores for the winter.
This year the winter was longer, and fiercer, the little children would go to sleep at night with bellies never full. The snows blew down from the mountains and through the rattling of the wind, everyone at night could barely decipher the lonely howls of the wolves, always they seemed closer.
So the townspeople kept to themselves, best to feed our own they said and shut their doors tight.
Into this town came a fool. This was no ordinary fool, but a fool with a fine fools cap, with three peaks of vibrant colors, one yellow, one red and one blue and bells. This special fool, loved indeed by a higher power that loved fools best, had many bells, bells on his hat, bells on his foolish shoes and bells on his jacket where button in less foolish costumes ought to be.
He knocked on doors and asked for food. For alms he said. He'd preform he said. Again and again the townspeople said no. So at last he sat in the town square and thought.
Up he jumped and made a stink and clamor outside the widows door. Three children she had with bellies as empty as their purse.
When she opened the door he said, "tonight magic will I preform for you. This special eve and for this special house, this once and only this once I will conjure from an empty cauldron of your choosing as fine a soup as had been seen in this town since All Hallows Eve. I'll make a soup from a stone."
Now the widow thought that she had to see this. So at his request she brought out here cauldron and filled it with snow. Under this they built a fire of twigs and brush.
Once it was melted the fool proclaimed with a flourish that he would begin to make is Magic Stone Soup. And with as much pomp as a fool could muster, and indeed a fool can muster pomp, verily if a fool's pomp was not so hilarious then it would be tedious far before completed, the fool produced from some wheres about his person a normal looking stone and dropped it into his "soup."
Now the townspeople who had turned the fool away heard his commotion in the town square and became curious and had come to the square or watched from their windows. As the jester sniffed the "broth" and licked his lips in anticipation, hunger began to overcome their skepticism.
"Ah," the fool said to himself rather loudly, "I do like a tasty stone soup. Of course, stone soup with cabbage -- that's hard to beat."
Soon a villager approached hesitantly, holding a cabbage he'd retrieved from its hiding place, and added it to the pot. "Outstanding!" cried the fool, and clapped his hands together, then clapped his feet together. "You know, I once had stone soup with cabbage and a bit of salt beef as well, and it was fit for a king."
The village butcher managed to find some salt beef...and so it went, through potatoes, onions, carrots, mushrooms, and so on, until there was indeed a delicious meal for all. The villagers offered the fool a great deal of money for the magic stone, but he refused to sell and traveled on the next day. And from that time on, long after the famine had ended, they reminisced about the finest soup they'd ever had. told by Gareth Dirlam, Liquasoft
The Stone Soup Story
Told by Rebecca Williams age 7
Once these people were walking and then these other people saw some other starving, poor people and then they decided to help them by giving them stone soup. So they shared with most of the people who came to the place and then they were all happy because they loved the stone soup. Then other people came and they saw the stone soup and there wasn't enough left for those people and they got very upset because they couldn't help them right now by giving them stone soup. They said in a minute we will give you stone soup after we make some more. Don't be upset we can always make more. Then they said Okay, I guess we will wait a minute. And then more people came. At least there was enough stone soup for them. And then that made news for them. And that was totally cool, because they liked what the newspaper said because the newspaper had the statement about them. And they were so happy.
And I hope you like the end of the story. It is gonna be very, very good to be exact. Because I hope you share with other people and give them food. And this is the end of the story.....bye. Thank you for listening....Becca.
STONE SOUP
AS TOLD BY Kim Diaz
Once upon a time, three travelers came into the small village of Green Bay. They were hungry and tired so they went door to door asking for a place to rest and food to eat but no one would offer them any help. So the travelers asked for a large pot and water to make stone soup.
They set up a fire in Joannes Park. They each put in a stone. Soon the curious villagers came by to see what they were doing. The travelers told each person that if they put something into the soup that they could share in the meal.
The farmer said, "I have a few potatoes to spare" and his neighbor offered some carrots. The butcher offered some scrapes of buffalo. The baker offered some fresh bread. Martha offered some barley and Pat some purple potatoes. Kim had a jar of salsa that she had just "put up" and Tim brought beautiful flowers for the banquet table. Lenny brought some milk and butter and Marty brought apple cider. Chris came with his music and soon they had a feast fit for a king. They had a big party and celebrated long into the evening. Then each of the travelers were offered sleeping quarters in the finest mansions in the community.
The farmer said, "I have a few potatoes to spare" and his neighbor offered some carrots. The butcher offered some scrapes of buffalo. The baker offered some fresh bread. Martha offered some barley and Pat some purple potatoes. Kim had a jar of salsa that she had just "put up" and Tim brought beautiful flowers for the banquet table. Lenny brought some milk and butter and Marty brought apple cider. Chris came with his music and soon they had a feast fit for a king. They had a big party and celebrated long into the evening. Then each of the travelers were offered sleeping quarters in the finest mansions in the community.
as told by Kim Diaz
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