Dorktales Storytime
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RumpleTaleSpin (Classic) - Grimm-Inspired Fairytale Story for Kids
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“Rump, who?” asks Redge as Jonathan spins the tall tale of Daphne, the Miller’s daughter, who must spin thread into gold for a greedy king. Facing an impossible challenge, Daphne must think fast, make tough choices, and outsmart a tricky deal. It’s an epic yarn involving a mysterious little man, a clever guessing game, and a Wizard of Oz–inspired ending full of surprises.
This reimagined story of Rumpelstiltskin is a Dorktales Classic.
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PARENTS, TEACHERS AND HOMESCHOOLERS: This story explores the importance of thoughtful decision-making, especially when under pressure. Daphne faces increasingly difficult challenges and must navigate fear, urgency, and high-stakes choices. The episode encourages children to think critically and recognize the consequences of their actions.
IF YOU ENJOYED THIS STORY about a retelling of a favorite fairytale, we think you’ll also enjoy episode 32, the Princess and the Pincushion: https://jonincharacter.com/the-princess-and-the-pincushion/
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Hello, Dork Squad. I'm Jonathan Cormur, and you're listening to Dork Tales Storytime, the podcast for kids and their pop culture-loving grown-ups.
Theme SongIt's a beautiful day for a story, adventure, and glory, new friends and old ones too. It's an excellent day to get swept away in a tale, so let us regale you.
JonathanHello there!
RedgeSalutations!
JonathanYes, Redge and I are back with you to share another of our favorite stories.
JonathanYes, we've returned to tell another tumultuous and turbulent tale. Right. Now, Redge, you're not going to poke holes in everything I say again, are you?
RedgeWhy, Jonathan, I cannot promise that. You see, I am a hedgehog. Poking holes is what I do.
JonathanOkay, but
Redgeit's in my nature. I can feel it in my quills. It is my modus operandi. I must always
JonathanRedge Can I continue with the story?
RedgeOf course. Okay.
The Story of Rumpelstiltskin
RedgeJonathan
This is the story of Rumpel Stilskin.
RedgeExcuse me. What?
JonathanWhat?
RedgeWhat is the fellow's name?
JonathanRumpel Stiltskin.
RedgeThat's preposterous!
JonathanThat's his name.
RedgeWhat kind of ludicrous name is Rump?
Jonathanel, Stilskin.
RedgeYou do know what rump means, don't you?
JonathanRedge.
RedgeRump means buttocks.
JonathanAre you finished?
RedgeWait, wait, wait, wa one moment. Okay, I'm finished.
JonathanGreat. Let's just get on with the story, shall we?
RedgeWe shall.
JonathanThere once was a miller who liked to tell tall tales.
RedgeJust one second. What's a Miller?
MillerI'm a miller. I grind grain in my mill to make flour.
JonathanWell, that's what you do for a living, but this story actually involves your beautiful daughter.
MillerYeah, well, she is beautiful. But she's also smart and creative and very funny.
JonathanYou're right. Not sure why the original story never mentioned those important qualities. Uh continuing. One day, the miller was out and about
Redgeabout what?
MillerI was out
Jonathanand?
MillerI milled about.
JonathanAnd who did you see?
MillerWell, I came across the king and I told him a tale.
Spinning Straw Into Gold
MillerJonathan
That's right. A tall tale. The miller sugarcoated the truth and baked up some malarkey. He told the king that his daughter could spin straw into gold. So of course the king was impressed.
KingSpinning straw into gold? Ho ho ho ho! Now that's delightful. Bring her to my palace tomorrow. I must put her to the test.
JonathanSo the next day, the miller and his daughter headed to the palace, and the daughter,
Millershe has a name.
RedgeYes, that would make sense. But you don't even have a name.
MillerI do.
RedgeThe miller?
MillerI'm called Humbert.
JonathanWould you like me to call you uh Humbert from now on?
MillerNah, Miller's fine. But my daughter's name was Daphne.
JonathanAll right, my apologies to Daphne. So Daphne and the Miller were at the castle, and a guard led Daphne into a huge round room. It was floor to ceiling filled with bales of hay, and in the middle of the room was a spinning wheel, and the king said,
KingGet to work, Daphne! And if by tomorrow you haven't spun this straw into gold, the punishment will be death.
RedgeExcuse me, just a moment.
JonathanWhat is it now, Redge?
RedgeIt don't you think that's a little extreme?
JonathanWell, yes, but kings didn't have much to worry about back then. They could throw fits over the slightest disturbance. A tapestry askew, a pastry too jammy, lying about turning straw into gold, whatever it was, it was off with their heads. So, needless to say, once he shut and locked the doors to the room, and Daphne could hear the king yelling about old pecans and his scone, she burst into tears.
DaphneOh my goodness, how will I ever do this?
JonathanDaphne had never spun straw into anything. She didn't know where to start. As she buried her head in her hands, Daphne heard a creak. As the large doors to the straw-filled room opened a crack. To her surprise, a small man in a pointy hat and pointy shoes with a long pointy beard came through.
RedgeOoh, a lawn gnome!
JonathanNo, not a lawn gnome. Though I have to admit he is described similarly. Anyway, the tiny man entered the room, took off his pointed hat, and headed toward Daphne.
Rumpelstiltskin Comes to Help
JonathanRumpelstiltskin
Good evening, Miller's daughter. Why are you crying so dear? You'll get the straw all wet
DaphneOh, I have to spin all the straw to gold by tomorrow. I don't know how to do it, and the king will kill me if I don't.
JonathanThe little man took big steps around the room, looking the bales of hay up and down and stroking his beard.
RumpelstiltskinWhat will you give me if I do this for you, dearie?
DaphneGive you?
RumpelstiltskinI t must be something special to you.
DaphneWhy I guess I've got my necklace. My mother gave it to me.
JonathanAs soon as the words left her lips, the little man snatched her necklace. It was immediately out of sight. He shooed her from the spinning wheel, took her seat in front, and began to spin the straw. And the first reel was full. Daphne saw it herself. The man had spun a golden thread from pure straw.
RedgeHmm, I can't really put a hedgehog pawn on why. But I've got to meet this man.
JonathanYeah, so Daphne was delighted.
DaphneOh, I'm so delighted. She settled into a bale of straw in the corner and let the little man work. He spun the wheel, and each time the reel ended up full of pure gold thread. By the time Daphne awoke, the little man had vanished, and the reels were completely full of gold thread. The king was delighted.
KingMy stars! The lying miller was right.
MillerHey, I'm no liar.
JonathanSorry, Miller, it's what the king said.
RedgeYou weren't told Daphne's name, but somehow you know the king called the miller a liar?
JonathanWell, yes.
RedgeAbsurd.
JonathanAnyway, the king may have been delighted, but he was also hankering for some more gold. He took Daphne by the hand and led her to a new room down the hall. This room was twice the size of the first room, and was filled with twice the amount of straw.
KingNow spin this room's straw into gold by tomorrow. If you truly care about your life, you'll do it again.
JonathanBut as soon as he stepped out and she could hear the click of the lock, Daphne burst into tears.
DaphneJust my luck.
JonathanThe door to the room opened a crack, and there was the little man again.
RumpelstiltskinHello, dearie. What will you give me if I spin all this straw into gold for you?
JonathanDaphne thought for a moment.
DaphneUm the ring on my finger?
JonathanSo the little man took the ring from Daphne's finger and made it disappear into an unseen pocket in his vest. He began to work while Daphne closed her eyes. When she awoke, the room was filled with golden thread.
RedgeShe's sleeping through everything.
JonathanBut the king isn't. As you'd probably expect, he took one look at that room and was over the moon.
KingAgain, I'm delighted
DaphneGreat Now may I go home?
KingNo
RedgeNope
JonathanNo
DaphneBut you said if I
Kinga but a but I want more gold. You haven't spun enough. Follow me
JonathanSo Daphne followed the king out of the second room, down the hallway.
RedgeOh I can see where this is going.
JonathanOh can you?
RedgeYes. They walked down the passageway to a larger room, didn't they?
JonathanOh they went to a larger room down the hallway.
RedgeBy George, I knew it! I'm telling the story now.
JonathanWay to go, Redge
RedgeDo you mean that?
JonathanNot really, because narrating is my job.
RedgeOh right oh. I'll stick with the hedgehog stuff.
JonathanThank you. So the king led Daphne down the hall to the largest room she had seen in the palace thus far. It was filled floor to ceiling with
Redgestraw again. My goodness, the king was greedy.
JonathanBut Redge, you just said you wanted a room full of gold-filled reels too.
RedgeIt's the smallest room, mind you. I am just a little hedgehog after all.
JonathanOkay, fine, but now the king and Daphne were in the largest room full of
The Last Test
Jonathanstraw.
KingDaphne, here comes the final phase of your test.
DaphneThe final phase?
KingYes. Tonight you will spin all this straw into gold, and when you're through, I will be the richest king in the land, and you will be my queen.
RedgeWhat?
JonathanYes, Redge. The king told Daphne if she spun the straw into gold for the third time, she'd be his queen. Are you really surprised? Redge? Are you okay?
RedgeI'm trying my best not to poke holes!
JonathanOh, Redge, just do it.
RedgeHow are they getting married? They don't even know each other, let alone love each other. They've spoken, what, three, maybe four times, all about spinning straw into gold! This is preposterous.
JonathanWell, don't you think Daphne would want to be queen?
RedgeAnd furthermore Say what now?
JonathanWell, I can envision a mutually beneficial partnership between the two of them. Only if Daphne could spin the third room of straw into gold. But
Redgeshe didn't know how,
JonathanExactly. So as soon as the king left, the lock turned in the door with a click, and his footsteps disappeared down the hall
Redgeshe burst into tears!
JonathanWell, maybe you should tell the story now, Redge.
RedgeUgh. No, thank you very much. You are the narrator. So please go ahead and narrate.
JonathanDaphne burst into tears.
DaphneOh, what shall I do? Where is that little man when I need him?
RumpelstiltskinWho me?
DaphneO h, you're back. Can you help me once more?
RumpelstiltskinWhat will you give me, dearie?
DaphneWell I already gave you my necklace and my ring.
RumpelstiltskinYes, but for this job I need my due payment.
DaphneWell I don't have anything else.
RedgeOoh ooh ooh she could give a lock of her hair or her shoes. Did she have a hat?
RumpelstiltskinIt's got to be something of great value to you, dear
DaphneWhen I'm queen, I'll have many things of value.
RumpelstiltskinBut to you are those important?
DaphneWell not really.
RumpelstiltskinHmm This is a lot of work. So I'll need something very important. Oh I've got it I will spin this room of straw for you so you can become queen. If you promise to me your firstborn child
JonathanI know you want to say something, Redge. I can see your quills trembling. Just say it.
RedgeSo instead of money, in this story, we use trinkets, baubles, and babies?
JonathanYep, that's how the story goes.
RedgeWow. I guess I truly am unable to predict the plot of this tale.
MillerThis tall tale.
JonathanA nyway, Daphne stared at the little man for a second longer than usual. Then she eyed her massive piles of straw. She needed the straw spun to gold, or else she'd be killed. Also, being queen was very appealing. Who knows what the future might bring, she thought. Daphne was too caught up in her haste. She leaned forward and whispered to the little man,
DaphneOh, help me, little man. You're my only hope.
JonathanAnd with a delighted squeal, the little man took his seat at the spinning wheel and began to spin. And when the morning came, the room was full of gold thread. When the king saw all of the gold,
Redgehe was delighted.
JonathanHow'd you know, Redge?
RedgeHad a hunch.
JonathanWell, he was delighted. Everything was as he desired, so he whisked Daphne away, and Daphne became queen.
MillerY eah, good times.
JonathanOh, you're still here, Miller?
MillerNeed a fact check.
RedgeJust no more lying aloud. On with the story.
Can the Queen Guess His Name?
RedgeJonathan
A year passed and Daphne, the queen, gave birth to a beautiful baby. She was so happy with her new life and as a new mother that the little man never even crossed her mind. But one day, just like before, he suddenly showed up. Daphne stood between the man and her baby's bassinet.
DaphneNo, you cannot have my child.
RumpelstiltskinOh, but you promised. A deal's a deal, your Majesty
DaphneI'll give you anything. I now have riches beyond compare. Do you want furs? Jewels? Anything you want. Just don't take my baby.
RumpelstiltskinHm if it's of great importance to you, it is valuable to me. Furs and jewels don't matter. I'm taking your child.
JonathanAh, but remember, Daphne was beautiful and funny,
Millerand also intelligent.
JonathanYes, Miller, she was very smart. She wiped her tears and tried a different angle with the little man.
DaphneUm how about a bargain?
JonathanThe little man never could turn down a deal.
RumpelstiltskinHmm Fine. You have three days. If you can figure out my name before that time is up, you shall keep your child.
JonathanDaphne thought all night about every name she knew, and when the little man showed up to the nursery the next evening, she tried those.
DaphneCould it be Jeremy or Abraham? Peter or Tyrone?
RumpelstiltskinNot those.
RedgeOoh, what fun! Try our names.
JonathanYou want me to change the story again?
RedgeYou just try.
JonathanSo the Queen tried.
DaphneCould it be Jonathan or Reginald?
MillerOr Miller
JonathanOh come on.
RedgeHoo I dare say this is funny.
RumpelstiltskinNope. None of these is my name.
JonathanAnd with that the little man left.
RedgeAww.
JonathanQueen Daphne had her people comb the streets of the village for all kinds of curious names.
DaphneCould your name be banjo, short ribs, pomelo, or spare tire?
RumpelstiltskinNo, no, no, and certainly not.
JonathanOn the third day, Queen Daphne decided to take matters into her own hands. She walked all over town to find any clues to the little man's name. She was just about to give up when she noticed a small plume of smoke coming from the woods. When she approached, she saw the little man singing and dancing around a fire pit in front of a little cabin.
RumpelstiltskinTonight, to night my plans I make. The queen will never win the game, for Rumpelstilskin is my name.
DaphneRumpelstiltskin? What an odd name.
RedgeYou said it.
JonathanAnd that evening, when the little man came to Queen Daphne's nursery to collect her child, she tried guessing his name again.
DaphneSo you're sure your name isn't Mordor?
RumpelstiltskinNo.
DaphneHow about Maleficent?
RumpelstiltskinNope.
DaphneBaby Yoda?
RumpelstiltskinWrong again, dear Now give me your child. He lunged for the baby's bassinet.
DaphneWait, is it possible? Your name is Rumpel Stiltskin?
JonathanThe little man stopped mid-lunge. He turned beat red, began stamping his feet and screaming.
RumpelstiltskinNo, no, no! You tricked me! I just know you did!
JonathanRumpel Stiltskin was so upset he continued to shout and stamp his feet in protest.
RumpelstiltskinOh look what you've done! I'm melting! I'm melting! Oh the world, what a world! I'm melting just kidding. Toodles
JonathanAnd with one big poof of smoke he was gone.
MillerI like that story.
RedgeOf course you do. It was your story.
MillerAh, it was more Daphne's.
RedgeAnd your lies.
MillerExcuse me. My tall tales.
JonathanLet's wrap this up, shall we? And so Queen Daphne and her child lived happily ever after. Well, Reg, story's over. Got any more holes to poke?
RedgeJust one. Yes. Was his name really Rump?
Jonathanels stilt skin.
RedgeOh, that's hilarious.
JonathanWell, nothing left to be said, but the end.
RedgeThe end You said end? That's like rump.
Credits and Theme Song
RedgeJonathan
This has been a Jon in Character production. Today's story was written by Amy Thompson, edited by Molly Murphy, and performed by Jonathan Cormer. Sound recording and production by Jermaine Hamilton at Hamilton Studios. Reach out to us on Instagram or email us at dorktalesstorytime at gmail.com. Find links in the show notes or go to dorktalestorytime.com. Now, go be the hero of your own story, and we'll see you next once upon a time.
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