The Irish Legend of The Pooka Edwar Niño Daniel Martinez

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The Irish legend of the Pooka

Edwar Niño
Daniel Martinez

The Pooka, or in Irish Puca was a phantom fairy creature that was part
of Celtic folklore and fairytales of Ireland. The pooka was an animal
spirit, in its real form was as black as coal with red eyes as frightening
as a fire. Also, the Pooka wasn’t as nice as some other fairies. In some
stories the Pooka had the ability to change form. While the Pooka was
wandering through the forest, it used to transform from its original form
to several animals like a horse, a cat or even a person.

The Pooka behaved as a trickster, it liked to fool strangers. Sometimes


this creature knocked down fences and gates, and destroyed the crops
of farmers, while galloping across the countryside. While the farmers
were sitting around the fire and talking about their day, the pooka
listened and planned how to disturb them.

The pooka: So, they are planning to celebrate their festival, I will scare
them by appearing as a mad horse. I will be the darkest and the most
fearsome Horse.
The Pooka lived in the mountains and hills, where its powers were more
useful. In the month of November, the parents told stories about the
Pooka, many children stayed indoors, scared of what they heard and
what the Pooka supposedly did to others.

Pooka liked to take a rider, usually a drunk person and on a wild trip all
night and shook him off before the sunrise. While the drunk person was
riding the pooka pushed him against rocks and tree’s branches.

But there was a special man who was able to ride and control the Pooka.
He was High King of Ireland and founded the O’Brien dynasty, Brian
Boruma Mac Cennetig (941-1014).

He was known as Brian Boru. he met with his council, ant they planned
how to beat the most cunning creature, the pooka.

Brian: I will be the first man to control the Pooka.


Council’s magician: but my king, the Pooka is faster and more intelligent
than any of your men. it might leash off its fury against our people.

Brian: You are right the Pooka is the meanest and most evil creature,
but we will win with our magic and preparation. First, I’m going to train
with wild horses, I’m going to ride them every day, so I will be stronger
than the Pooka.

Council’s magician: I have an idea, if we collect some of the pooka’s


hairs we might prepare a spell and we may reduce its power.

General: my men and I will search for the hairs. we might find them.

Council’s magician: Remember Pooka’s hair are darker than night and
sharper than a knife.

Brian: That’s great, the court’s blacksmith is going to forge all the
equipment to ride the Pooka. He is going to take two months doing this
difficult work.

After two months the bridle was ready to use, but there wasn’t any
news of the general. One night while the king was resting, he heard a
terrible scream.

General: My king I have the Pooka’s hairs. But it attacked me while I


was searching for the hairs. I’m dying.

Brian: Thank you general; with your sacrifice I’m going to defeat the
Pooka. My men are ready to go in this hunt. we are going to leave
tomorrow.

Council’s magician: Now that you have trained and that you have all
the elements you need, you might win against this creature.

Brian: It will be a difficult battle but I’m going to use all my strength,
even if it might kill me. I will be remembered as the bravest man and
more impulsive than the average king.

Brian succeeded in controlling the magic of the creature, to do that he


used the special bridle that included the three hairs of Pooka’s tail. After
all his training Brian was as strong as a bull, he was the strongest man
alive, so he was capable to stay on the Pooka’s back until it
surrendered.
The king required the Pooka to agree to two promises. First, The Pooka
wasn’t allowed to torment Christian people and it never ruined their
property again, and the second promise was that it would never again
attack an Irish person, except those who were drunk. Even though the
Pooka agreed, it forgot its promises. It was really a prince of lies.

But rarely it did permanent harm, most tales showed the Pooka as a
menace, but never as a killer. However, its menacing past, the Pooka
has been a permanent piece of the Irish culture. Recently a town was
divided about a new sculpture that represented the Pooka. The artist
tried to represent the folklore of the area, but even the priest opposed
to the artistic representation even called it pagan idol.

This shows the power of the Pooka. It has scared the Irish people for
many years.

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