First, an announcement! I'm back on Twitter! I had given up for a while because I didn't know how to effectively use it. But now I'll use my Twitter account for your practice. Tweet your attempt at Korean slang at my Twitter account and I will tweet back with corrections (or affirmation that it is correct).
And now, I start the first installment of a series that I hope will tell you about the Korean shamanism, a topic that has long fascinated me. Most Koreans kind of learn by experience (it's not like most of us explicitly practice shamanism, or take a shamanism class!) so my hope is that you'll have a similar experience through the stories that I grew up with. Questions? Complaints? Leave them as comments. Here goes!
Korea has always been, and still is, a fairly pagan country. Throughout the history, many different kinds of religion were mixed with each other, and created a very unique brand of religion that does not exist outside of Korea. Korea has its own native gods, its own fairies, and its own demons, and much more.
Unfortunately, most of the folklore is based on oral tradition. While the Western parents put their children to bed with a fairy tale, Korean grandparents (Korean families all lived together in one big house!) would entertain their grandchildren through the long winter nights over roasted chestnuts (๊ตฐ๋ฐค) and sweet potatoes (๊ตฐ๊ณ ๊ตฌ๋ง) over a charcoal warmer (ํ๋ก).
So, gather around with your roasted chestnuts and a blanket, lie on the warmest part of the stone-heated floor (์๋ซ๋ชฉ), and I'll tell you some stories from my childhood that my grandparents have told me. Through the "folklore" series of this blog, you will get to meet the Korean deities and the demons, which form the basis of the modern Korean shamanism as well. I will upload a folklore every Wednesday.
Well, that's the mood that I want to set for these folklore series. I want you to imagine that you're huddled in a warm room with your grandparents, and they're about to tell you a story.
But let's be realistic here. It's summer. It's hot (sorry, southern hemisphere readers!) You don't want a bunch of hot charcoals in your room. So I'm going to do what the Koreans do, and start off with a scary story. Scary stories give you goosebumps, and you also get goosebumps when you're cold. So, in Korea, summer and scary stories go together. Most scary movies open in the summer, and people sit around telling each other scary stories in a summer campground. So that's what I'm going to do. Not going all out with the scariest story I know just yet, but I still want to talk about a demon, rather than a god.
So, here goes. This story is called "๋๊นจ๋น ๋ฐฉ๋ง์ด ์ด์ผ๊ธฐ (story of hobgoblin's magical club.)"
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Once upon a time, there lived a good, but poor woodcutter (๋๋ฌด๊พผ). He lived with his parents and his wife, and he supported all of them through woodcutting. One day, while he was cutting wood as usual, he came upon a hazelnut bean (๊ฐ์ ์ด๋งค).
"Wow, what a lucky day!" he exclaimed. "My parents would love this hazelnut!"
As he returned back to gathering wood, he found yet another hazelnut bean. Ecstatic, he cried, "Now my wife can also taste this hazelnut! What a lucky day!"
In a little while, he chanced upon a third hazelnut. Totally satisfied, he told himself, "This one is for me."
Unfortunately, the day had already gotten dark, and he could not find his way back to his hut, where his family was waiting for him. Not wanting to risk the treacherous paths in the mountain, he looked for a shelter for the night, and soon came upon an abandoned house. He huddled down in a small empty room, and fell asleep.
But he was soon awoken by very loud noise. Terrified, he peeked outside his room. There were a bunch of ๋๊นจ๋น (often translated as hobgoblins) sitting around and being merry. Now, ๋๊นจ๋น are supernatural beings that look almost human. They're not exactly malicious, but it's not exactly friendly, either. They're playful and strong, and you should be a little afraid if you encounter it.
Afraid is exactly what this woodcutter felt. He hid in his little room and watched the ๋๊นจ๋น wave around their magical clubs (๋๊นจ๋น ๋ฐฉ๋ง์ด). They yelled, "๊ธ๋์๋ผ ๋๋ฑ! (give me some gold! ๋๋ฑ is an onomatopoeia)" while waving the club, and gold magically appeared. Then they yelled, "์๋์๋ผ ๋๋ฑ!" and some silver appeared.
Seeing all the wealth made the ๋๋ฌด๊พผ feel hungry. As the hazelnut beans were the only things he had in person, he cracked one of them with his teeth.
CRACK, it went. The ๋๊นจ๋น heard it, and wondered what was making this loud noise.
The woodcutter bit into another hazelnut as he couldn't contain his hunger, and CRACK went the second hazelnut. The ๋๊นจ๋น, startled, looked around and still could not figure out what was making the noise.
Still hungry, the woodcutter cracked the third hazelnut. CRACK. The ๋๊นจ๋น, terrified at this unknown noise, finally fled, leaving their ๋๊นจ๋น ๋ฐฉ๋ง์ด behind. The good woodcutter went home in the morning with the ๋๊นจ๋น ๋ฐฉ๋ง์ด, and he was able to support his family very well without ever having to cut wood again.
The good woodcutter's neighbour, who was not an honest man, became jealous of the woodcutter's sudden wealth. He nagged and nagged the good woodcutter until the good woodcutter told him of his secret, and how he obtained the ๋๊นจ๋น ๋ฐฉ๋ง์ด.
So the neighbour retraced the woodcutter's steps. He also found three hazelnut beans. The first, he declared, was for himself. The second was for his wife, and the last was for his parents (A big no-no, according to Confucianism! Parents are always first, and you put yourself last.)
He found the old abandoned house and hid in the room that the woodcutter told him about. Sure enough, the ๋๊นจ๋น appeared and started playing with their ๋๊นจ๋น ๋ฐฉ๋ง์ด again, conjuring up gold and silver.
The neighbour bit into his hazelnut. CRACK. The ๋๊นจ๋น started looking around. Excited, he quickly bit into his second and third hazelnuts -- CRACK -- CRACK!
However, the ๋๊นจ๋น, instead of fleeing in terror, looked straight into his eyes, and said, "You're the reason we lost one of our magical clubs the other day! We will make you pay for that today." Then the ๋๊นจ๋น proceeded to beat him up with their magical clubs until the crack of the dawn, and they disappeared. The disheartened neighbour came back home with nothing but bruises.
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Do Koreans still believe in the ๋๊นจ๋น? Not really, except a very small minority (I'll come back to this at another time.) But ๋๊นจ๋น still makes appearances in many Korean literature, TV shows, and manhwa. It is a supernatural being particularly beloved by the Koreans, because it is right in the border between friendly gods and malicious demons. So it is unpredictable and it loves to have fun! (See how humour has always been a big part of the Koreans' lives?)
Many Korean children are introduced to the Korean demons via ๋๊นจ๋น, because they're really not that bad. Preparing your children for the ๋๊นจ๋น meant that your children was ready to understand humour. And as a result, it is probably the most well-known and iconic of the Korean demons!
So, remember: always have your wits about you. As long as you can do that, ๋๊นจ๋น can be defeated, and you will be handsomely rewarded!
And now, I start the first installment of a series that I hope will tell you about the Korean shamanism, a topic that has long fascinated me. Most Koreans kind of learn by experience (it's not like most of us explicitly practice shamanism, or take a shamanism class!) so my hope is that you'll have a similar experience through the stories that I grew up with. Questions? Complaints? Leave them as comments. Here goes!
Korea has always been, and still is, a fairly pagan country. Throughout the history, many different kinds of religion were mixed with each other, and created a very unique brand of religion that does not exist outside of Korea. Korea has its own native gods, its own fairies, and its own demons, and much more.
Unfortunately, most of the folklore is based on oral tradition. While the Western parents put their children to bed with a fairy tale, Korean grandparents (Korean families all lived together in one big house!) would entertain their grandchildren through the long winter nights over roasted chestnuts (๊ตฐ๋ฐค) and sweet potatoes (๊ตฐ๊ณ ๊ตฌ๋ง) over a charcoal warmer (ํ๋ก).
So, gather around with your roasted chestnuts and a blanket, lie on the warmest part of the stone-heated floor (์๋ซ๋ชฉ), and I'll tell you some stories from my childhood that my grandparents have told me. Through the "folklore" series of this blog, you will get to meet the Korean deities and the demons, which form the basis of the modern Korean shamanism as well. I will upload a folklore every Wednesday.
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Well, that's the mood that I want to set for these folklore series. I want you to imagine that you're huddled in a warm room with your grandparents, and they're about to tell you a story.
But let's be realistic here. It's summer. It's hot (sorry, southern hemisphere readers!) You don't want a bunch of hot charcoals in your room. So I'm going to do what the Koreans do, and start off with a scary story. Scary stories give you goosebumps, and you also get goosebumps when you're cold. So, in Korea, summer and scary stories go together. Most scary movies open in the summer, and people sit around telling each other scary stories in a summer campground. So that's what I'm going to do. Not going all out with the scariest story I know just yet, but I still want to talk about a demon, rather than a god.
So, here goes. This story is called "๋๊นจ๋น ๋ฐฉ๋ง์ด ์ด์ผ๊ธฐ (story of hobgoblin's magical club.)"
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Once upon a time, there lived a good, but poor woodcutter (๋๋ฌด๊พผ). He lived with his parents and his wife, and he supported all of them through woodcutting. One day, while he was cutting wood as usual, he came upon a hazelnut bean (๊ฐ์ ์ด๋งค).
"Wow, what a lucky day!" he exclaimed. "My parents would love this hazelnut!"
As he returned back to gathering wood, he found yet another hazelnut bean. Ecstatic, he cried, "Now my wife can also taste this hazelnut! What a lucky day!"
In a little while, he chanced upon a third hazelnut. Totally satisfied, he told himself, "This one is for me."
Unfortunately, the day had already gotten dark, and he could not find his way back to his hut, where his family was waiting for him. Not wanting to risk the treacherous paths in the mountain, he looked for a shelter for the night, and soon came upon an abandoned house. He huddled down in a small empty room, and fell asleep.
Houses like this, called ์ด๊ฐ์ง (house of grass roof), is where most Koreans lived, unless they were upper class. |
But he was soon awoken by very loud noise. Terrified, he peeked outside his room. There were a bunch of ๋๊นจ๋น (often translated as hobgoblins) sitting around and being merry. Now, ๋๊นจ๋น are supernatural beings that look almost human. They're not exactly malicious, but it's not exactly friendly, either. They're playful and strong, and you should be a little afraid if you encounter it.
Afraid is exactly what this woodcutter felt. He hid in his little room and watched the ๋๊นจ๋น wave around their magical clubs (๋๊นจ๋น ๋ฐฉ๋ง์ด). They yelled, "๊ธ๋์๋ผ ๋๋ฑ! (give me some gold! ๋๋ฑ is an onomatopoeia)" while waving the club, and gold magically appeared. Then they yelled, "์๋์๋ผ ๋๋ฑ!" and some silver appeared.
The ๋๊บ ๋น ๋ฐฉ๋ง์ด is often depicted as a spiked club |
Seeing all the wealth made the ๋๋ฌด๊พผ feel hungry. As the hazelnut beans were the only things he had in person, he cracked one of them with his teeth.
CRACK, it went. The ๋๊นจ๋น heard it, and wondered what was making this loud noise.
The woodcutter bit into another hazelnut as he couldn't contain his hunger, and CRACK went the second hazelnut. The ๋๊นจ๋น, startled, looked around and still could not figure out what was making the noise.
Still hungry, the woodcutter cracked the third hazelnut. CRACK. The ๋๊นจ๋น, terrified at this unknown noise, finally fled, leaving their ๋๊นจ๋น ๋ฐฉ๋ง์ด behind. The good woodcutter went home in the morning with the ๋๊นจ๋น ๋ฐฉ๋ง์ด, and he was able to support his family very well without ever having to cut wood again.
The good woodcutter's neighbour, who was not an honest man, became jealous of the woodcutter's sudden wealth. He nagged and nagged the good woodcutter until the good woodcutter told him of his secret, and how he obtained the ๋๊นจ๋น ๋ฐฉ๋ง์ด.
So the neighbour retraced the woodcutter's steps. He also found three hazelnut beans. The first, he declared, was for himself. The second was for his wife, and the last was for his parents (A big no-no, according to Confucianism! Parents are always first, and you put yourself last.)
He found the old abandoned house and hid in the room that the woodcutter told him about. Sure enough, the ๋๊นจ๋น appeared and started playing with their ๋๊นจ๋น ๋ฐฉ๋ง์ด again, conjuring up gold and silver.
The neighbour bit into his hazelnut. CRACK. The ๋๊นจ๋น started looking around. Excited, he quickly bit into his second and third hazelnuts -- CRACK -- CRACK!
However, the ๋๊นจ๋น, instead of fleeing in terror, looked straight into his eyes, and said, "You're the reason we lost one of our magical clubs the other day! We will make you pay for that today." Then the ๋๊นจ๋น proceeded to beat him up with their magical clubs until the crack of the dawn, and they disappeared. The disheartened neighbour came back home with nothing but bruises.
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Do Koreans still believe in the ๋๊นจ๋น? Not really, except a very small minority (I'll come back to this at another time.) But ๋๊นจ๋น still makes appearances in many Korean literature, TV shows, and manhwa. It is a supernatural being particularly beloved by the Koreans, because it is right in the border between friendly gods and malicious demons. So it is unpredictable and it loves to have fun! (See how humour has always been a big part of the Koreans' lives?)
Many Korean children are introduced to the Korean demons via ๋๊นจ๋น, because they're really not that bad. Preparing your children for the ๋๊นจ๋น meant that your children was ready to understand humour. And as a result, it is probably the most well-known and iconic of the Korean demons!
So, remember: always have your wits about you. As long as you can do that, ๋๊นจ๋น can be defeated, and you will be handsomely rewarded!