Spearfinger

SPEARFINGER

When I was in grade school my mom was a volunteer docent at the museum of natural history and would help with school groups going through the exhibits.  A story she learned was the legend of Spearfinger and she would sometimes tell this story to different groups and specifically my class when we visited as well as tell my friends that would stay over night with me.  Now you also need to know that my mom had one of the best witches cackle around.  So in mom’s version of the story she would just mention that Spearfinger would let out a cackle once she got a child.

Mom’s version, as I remember how she told it although she was actually a lot more colorful, was an Indian story that was told to the kids of the tribe to keep them from wandering off in to the dark woods.  For in the woods lived this old crone of a woman and on one hand she had a long finger and the tip of the finger was sharp, very sharp point, hence a spear.  While she lived on critters of the forest her favorite meal was the liver of a child.  And even though Spearfinger could not come out of the woods she had a special knack for being able to entice kids to come in to the woods, especially at night in the dark and she would sneak up on them and like a flash her long ugly finger would spear them and she would cut out their liver and let out a mighty laugh just before she would suck the fresh liver down with delight.  So kids the moral is not to go off in to the dark without an adult.

After telling this story at the museum she would lead them around the exhibits and at some point they would go through the replica of an actual Florida cave.  The cave would meander around and was very dimly lit and kept at a cool temperature.  As the class would go through the entrance mom would sneak around and come in from the back-end of the exhibit and then let out her loud witches cackle and give us all a great scare.  I remember a few times when I had friends staying over that at some point she would stand outside my room door and let out that wonderful cackle.   Ah what fabulous memories.

Before I posted this story I did a quick web search just to see what would turn up.  I was nicely surprised to see so much about Spearfinger and there is even a page for her on Wikipedia.  It was nice to see the original story and learn the history.  As with all great stories that have been passed over the years there are always difference but I am pleased to how much of our story still matched up.  But no matter what version you tell it is a story to have fun with and make your own.

For some reason when I think about this story I inevitably end up working on putting this story to the song Goldfinger from the James Bond film.  So here is my horrible attempt at some lyrics for Spearfinger set to the tune of Goldfinger.  First the words from the original and classic Goldfinger, if you don’t remember the tune check youtube.

Goldfinger, he’s the man
The man with the midas touch
A spider’s touch
Such a cold finger
Beckons you to enter his web of sin
But don’t go in

Golden words he will pour in your ear
But his lies can’t disguise what you fear
For a golden girl knows when he’s kissed her
It’s the kiss of death from Mister Goldfinger
Pretty girl, beware of his heart of gold
This heart is cold

Golden words he will pour in your ear
But his lies can’t disguise what you fear
For a golden girl knows when he’s kissed her
It’s the kiss of death from Mister Goldfinger
Pretty girl, beware of his heart of gold
This heart is cold

He loves only gold
Only gold
He loves gold
He loves only gold
Only gold
He loves gold

Songwriter(s)Leslie Bricusse, John Barry, Anthony Newley
CopyrightSony/ATV Songs LLC

 

Spearfinger, she’s the witch

The witch with a killing thrust

An evil thrust

A long sharp finger

Lives in the deep dark woods

The cold cold woods

 

 

She feeds on lost kids from the tribe

Head these words for you cannot hide

Her long sharp finger will strike in the night

Good kids know not to leave our sight

She loves fresh liver

 

Only liver

She loves liver

She loves fresh liver

Only liver

She loves liver

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