Main Piece: Subject: Well. Whenever I pass cemetery, I hold my breath because I don’t want to disrespect the spirits who aren’t as lucky as I am to breathe. Because then they might come and haunt me. Interviewer: Where did you hear that? Subject: Um… from my older sister. Yeah you do it because you… Continue Reading »
Main Piece (direct transcription): S: “In Indonesia, When Ramadan, or the thirty days of fasting has past, Eid is the last day. On Eid, it’s tradition to go to the mosque in the morning, and after the mosque, you go directly to the cemetery where all your relatives are. Sometimes, in my case, some of… Continue Reading »
(Setup) Storyteller: “On my dad’s side of the family…he grew up in a town called Yazoo City, Mississippi. And did you ever see a movie called My Dog Skip?” Me: “No” Storyteller: “Okay, so it’s a movie..based on a book about an author who grew up in the same town as my dad did. A white… Continue Reading »
Text The following piece was collected from a twenty woman from San Jose, CA. The woman will hereafter be referred to as the “Informant”, and I the “Collector”. Informant: “I used to do something as a kid and..haha…I still do it now. Haha I don’t know, I guess it stuck around.” Collector: “What do you… Continue Reading »
A, the informant, heard this from her grandmother as well as it just being a common belief of her Jewish culture and religion. Her mother made sure never to go to a graveyard when she was pregnant with her, but she really had no reason to go to a cemetery anyways at that time. This… Continue Reading »