Bjugnakraekir.....Sausage-swiper is number nine. He will seek high and low to find the sausages that have been hidden from him. Sometimes they are hidden so well, that he can not find them. Today luck was on his side, he found a string of nine.
Meet Gryla and Leppaludi the Jolasveinar’s parents. Are they not the most charming couple?
Gryla
the Jolasveinar’s Mother, is a huge Troll. She is hideous to say the
very least. Her nose is big and crooked. She has big warts on her face
with wiry hairs sticking out of them, big teeth, some worn down to a
stub, shifty eyes, stringy hair and horns on top of her head.
She has enormous bony hands with long sharp nails, her feet a hoofs and she has a long tail.
It
was recorded in the 13th Century that she had 15 tails with a 100 sacks
on each tail and 20 children in each sack. It makes me shiver just to
think about it, and I think and hope, that whoever recorded this story
was prone to exaggeration.
Her diet is one that strikes fear in
every Icelandic child, she eats naughty children, just like her pet,
the Christmas Cat. Oh! the horror!!! Is it any wonder that the children
are particularly good this time of year? As this is the time of year
that Gryla and her family, venture from their caves in the mountains,
down to the farms, towns and cities.
Leppaludi, whose name means
Ragamuffin, on the other hand is a pitiful specimen of a Troll. He
according to some telling is Gryla’s third husband.
Her first
husband was Gustur whose name means Gust, as in a gust of wind. His
death is suspicious and there has been much speculation and talk about
just how much of a hand in his death Gryla had. I shall not go into
that here, I might frighten you away with just mentioning one of the
theories that I have heard. Shivers and more shivers!!!
The second
unfortunate husband was Boli his name translates into Bull. Boli did
not resemble is name at all. He was a sickly Troll and it is said that
he was bedridden for a Trolls age and that he faded away in his sleep.
Leppaludi
is the Jolasveinar’s Father. He is slovenly Troll that wears torn and
tattered rags, that have been patched numerous times, by whom remains a
mystery. He is an uncouth slobbering slacker, who usually waits in the
cave, for Gryla to bring unfortunate naughty children, for his dinner.
Today
he ventured down from the mountains to check out the story Gryla told
him, about how hard it is to find misbehaving children in this day and
age. Leppaludi is afraid of Gryla’s wrath and did not want to
contradict her story, so for once he roused himself and followed her,
the Christmas Cat and the Jolasveinar down to civilization. At worst,
he thought to himself I could go to Bæjarins Bestu and steal some Pylsur and Cokes.
This year I will be giving away one of the little Jolasveinar
(Christmas Elf). I will be drawing a name from the comments. All the
names for each day will be added to the hat...so that if you comment
each day your changes will be greater. Only one comment per post..please.
The Jolasveinn (Christmas
Elf) that has the most comments will be the prize. If there is an
equal number of comments on each post, there will be a drawing for the
giveaway Jolasveinn (Christmas Elf).
There is also one small rule...I would like to have a least ten comments on each post :)
The drawing will be on January 7th, 2009. Good Luck.
