| Stories and graphics were
first published in the 37th Anniversary Magazine,
April 1994 of the KJS of Buhi. WHEN we were small boys
in Buhi, we had no radio, t.v. or computer games
to amuse us. We never saw a movie. We had no
Superman, Wonderwoman, Batman or Spiderman to
thrill us with their adventures. We had no
Dracula to make us titillatingly scared on dark
nights. Instead we listened to stories told to us
by grandparents, parents and other elders about aswangs,
encantos and ghosts.
As the following
stories clearly show, the aswang is not
a witch. In Buhi, what we call an aswang does not
go flying in the air, riding a broomstick or
casting spells on people she hates or putting a
hex on animals. She likes to go under the houses
of very sick people to make their illness worse.
She eats human flesh. Here are five aswang
stories I enjoyed as a child.
Click on the titles below to read the stories:
» The
Aswang and the Paratagak
» Iblas
and His Aswang Neighbor
» Aswang,
Genuine and Bogus
» Uncle
Kiyo and the Aswang
» The
Aswang Bride
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