Have you ever heard about Korean folktales? This time let’s find out the story of ‘The Red Bean Porridge Grandma and the Tiger’.
This lantern is currently displayed at the 2019 Seoul Lantern Festival located at the Cheonggyecheon stream. Every lantern has its own story and meaning that is the reason why I wanted to share the story of this Korean folktale.
Korean folktales are stories derived from different kinds of beliefs system in the country thousands of years ago including Shamanism, Confucianism, and Buddhism. Even in the Philippines, we grew up with different kinds of folktales like the famous “Alamat ng Pinya (The Story of Pina)”. So this time let’s find out the story of ‘The Red Bean Porridge Grandma and the Tiger’.
The Red Bean Porridge Grandma and the Tiger
Once upon a time, deep in the mountains, a grandmother lived alone.
The grandmother was good at red bean porridge, so people called her “red bean grandmother”.One hot summer day, an old woman was weeding a red bean field.
Suddenly, with a terrible roar, a huge tiger appeared from nowhere.The scary animal was just about to attack the old woman when she said urgently.
“Wait! Mr. Tiger, listen to me.
I’ve planted a lot of red beans here.
I’ll harvest them in the coming autumn, and I can make you delicious red bean porridge.
Then, you can eat porridge and me at the same time. What do you say?”The tiger hesitated. He wondered what the red bean porridge would taste like.
He figured he could eat the feeble woman any time, and decided to wait until autumn
so he could devour both the woman and the porridge. Before disappearing,
the tiger told the old woman that he would return in autumn.Time passed and autumn came.
The old woman harvested all the red beans she had worked on during the past summer.
While making red bean porridge at home, she suddenly felt sad at the thought of the tiger,
as the beast would soon come to eat her. She began to cry. Just then, a chestnut rolled up to
her and asked why she was crying.After hearing about the tiger, the chestnut said to the woman,
“Grandma, don’t cry.
If you give me a bowl of that delicious red bean porridge, I’ll help you out.”The old woman didn’t really believe what the small chestnut said, but she gave him a bowl of porridge anyway.
After relishing his food, the chestnut hid in the kitchen stove.When the granny started weeping again, a turtle, a mortar pestle, a straw mat,
an A-frame carrier and a piece of dog poop appeared to ask why she was crying.She answered that she was scared because the tiger would come to eat her very soon.
Like the chestnut, these things all asked for a bowl of red bean porridge and promised to help her.After eating their food, the turtle hid in a big water jar and the dog poop lay down in the kitchen doorway.
The mortar pestle hung above the kitchen and the straw mat sprawled just outside the kitchen door.
Lastly, the A-frame carrier stood next to a tree in the yard.When darkness fell, the tiger showed up in front of the house, licking his mouth.
He envisioned a tasty dinner of red bean porridge and the granny.While the poor woman was trembling with fear in her room,
the tiger went straight to the kitchen to look for the red bean porridge.When he stooped down to find a pot, the chestnut, covered with hot ash,
sprang out of the stove and hit the tiger in the eye.
The tiger was so startled that he almost jumped out of his skin.
To wash his burning eye, the tiger put his head in a big water jar standing next to the stove.
As if waiting for this to happen, the turtle in the jar bit the tiger’s face hard.
Frightened, and in pain, the tiger stormed out of the kitchen,
only to slip on the dog poop in the kitchen doorway. Just at that moment,
a mortar pestle from above fell right on his head.
The tiger fell flat on his back, and the straw mat rolled him up tight.
The tiger had no idea of what was happening to him.
Even before he got back to his senses,
the A-frame carrier in the yard carried the tiger wrapped in the
straw mat on its back and ran toward the river.
There, the straw mat unfurled before pushing the tiger in the water.In a nutshell, the things in the house all joined forces to rescue the granny, faithfully keeping their promises.
The lesson of the Story
The moral lesson of the Red Bean Porridge Grandma and the Tiger is when we put our power and work together, even small efforts or even the weakest and most insignificant beings can overcome any hardship and can contribute to fulfilling the most difficult task.
SOURCE: KBS WORLD RADIO
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Blair villanueva says
This is a cool folktale, just like our many Filipino folkfales. But seriously, dog poop are scary, hahaha.
Christian Foremost says
I absolutely love this!!!! It was also a very fun story with an important lesson for the kids! I would probably just cry like the granny, but my friends are there to help!! Haha
Hye Jin says
Same here. There are some more, will upload once I geta time again.
Marichu says
This is a very interesting story that will not bore its readers. It is also good that it provides lesson to everyone esp. for the kids.Thank you for sharing.
Wendy says
tigers are very visible in Korea’s folk tales:-)… nice idea for you to upload them here in your blog.
Hye Jin says
Yes because the map of Korea looks like a tiger and the spirit of tiger symbolizes as a protector and a guardian.
Mumshie Nica says
This is really interesting! Looking forward for more of this 🙂
Meron din palamg mga ganitong kwento sa korea
Monz Melecio says
Wonderful Story! I haven’t heard about that folktale. Thanks for sharing it!
Cah Dizon says
This is interesting! Havent heard about Korean folktales. Whats great is that at the end of the story. Great lessons are always learned. Thanks for sharing this!
Hye Jin says
I like Korean folktales and most of it, it features the tiger.
WanderWoMom says
interesting to know na me folk stories din sila. and i love the take away of the story!
TeamRyce says
very nice story, haven’t heard of a folktale since my high school days, brings back memories hehe