Episode 109 This is another one of the folktales that my mom translated in the 1970s. My mom translated many Hungarian folktales into English. This project is designed to preserve her words for her children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren. This recording is by Landon, her grandson. Near the edge of the Bakony Forest lived an old woodcutter. It was a hard living for an old man, and he was very poor. The old woodcutter had little he could call his own, except a daughter. Kati was as clever as she was beautiful. In the village of Bakony, she was called […]