Tamoshanta or how Maggie lost her tale.

Hello, hello and welcome to StoryNori. You're listening to Jana, and I'm back with a story in honour of Burns Night.

Burns Night is a celebration held on the 25th of January in honour of Scotland's famous poet Robert Burns.

Families and friends gather to enjoy traditional Scottish food, like haggis, neaps, turnips, and tatties,

potatoes. There's often lively music with bagpipes, dancing and poetry readings. Robert Burns's poems

can be tricky to understand because he often wrote in Scots, a traditional language of Scotland.

For example, he uses words like brawl, good, we, small, and can know. Some of his poems include great stories, including this one, Tam O'Shanter,

which tells how Tam's horse Maggie lost her tale. I'm going to retell the tale with a few quotes from Burns'

lively and fun poem.

Tamashanta, our hero, lived in air,

a lovely town known for its kind people and bonny lasses.

Once a week, he went to the market to sell oats, turnips and eggs from his farm. At the end of the market day, when his pockets were full of money,

he liked nothing better than to visit the inn and chat late into the night with his friends.

Tam's wife Kate warned him again and again about staying out late.

She said that it would lead him to trouble,

either drowning in the river Dune or running into spooky witches near the old haunted church.

But did Tam listen to his good wife sound advice?

Of course he did, he. Oh, Tom, hadst thou but been sea-wise? But did Tam listen to his good wife sound advice?

Of course he didny.

Oh, Tam, hadst thou but been say wise, as Tan thy own wife Kate's advice.

One night, after a busy day at the market, Tam settled down by a roaring fire at the pub with his best friend,

a jolly shoemaker who loved a good joke and a laugh, as much as Tam did. The two of them sang songs and swapped funny stories till late in the evening.

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