The legend of Lake Toba

Narator: Vanesia Aulora Qurnianti Maddatuang.

Toba: Edi Hakim
Putri: Zahra Kholidah Enas & Rr. Devinta
Samosir: Ovin Putri Rahmadani

Narator: In a village in North Sumatra, there lived a farmer named Toba. He was a farmer who lived
alone, in a sunny morning the farmer went fishing in the river
Toba: Oh my Lord, I hope I can find a big fish today.

Narator: Suddenly when he just Threw the hook, the hook wobbling and the big fish comes out from the
water when he pull the hook.
Toba: Thank God, you gave me a big fish, and the fish is beautiful. Red scales shine like gold. Hmmm it
will delicious when I eat it later.
Putri: wait, you do not eat me ..! i’m willing to stay with you as long as i’m not eaten.
Toba: Ha?! I heard some voice, but who was that?
Putri: It’s me, I’m talking to you
Toba: what? F..Fish?

Narator: And the fish released from the hook, it doesn’t take long times to the fish for transform herself
into human.
Putri: Do not worry sir, I’m also human just like you. I owe so much to you because you have saved me
from the curse of the gods. I’m willing to be your wife.
Toba: Really..?
Putri: Of Course
Toba: By the way, what is your name?
Putri: My name is Putri, and you?
Toba: My name is Toba. Let’s come home, I can’t wait to introducing you as my wife hahaha...
Putri: But Toba, you need to cover my real identity as a fish. Don’t let anyone know the fact that I’m a
fish. If that happen it could be the huge disaster to this village if that happen
Toba: Well, you can have my words. I never told anyone about this.
Narator: Then Toba and Putri returned home. A year later, Toba and Putri have a son that they called
Samosir
Samosir grew into a boy who is healthy and strong, but a little naughty.
Toba: Mom, where lunch for me?
Putri: I have prepared, and I put it on the table. Samosir, where is your father lunch?
Samosir: I have ate it all mom..I’m still hungry, but never mind.. I’m going to play.. bye father.
Toba: Samosir...!! you always spoiling him, I’m hungry do you know that?
Putri: Be patient sir, I will make you another one. Remember he is the only one son that we have. Don’t
let this kind of situation bring you emotional out.
Toba: Well, just make me some food to eat, I’m so starving.
Putri: Wait, I’ll make it

Narator: The farmer can still hold his temper. But each of us has limitation in paticiene, until some day
Toba can’t hold his temper anymore
Putri: Samosir, Help me please.
Samosir: Oh come on mom, what is it, I’m playing
Putri : Please bring this to your father in the field, he must be hungry and tired.
Samosir : You go by yourself
Putri : I need to cook honey, just go bring this to your father, or he will be angry
Samosir : (sigh) give me the stuff, hurry!
Narator: Samosir wasn’t really concern about the food, he wasn’t care whether to bring this on time or not
Samosir: I’s so far away, I’m alone, tired, and hungry in this road. Better to eat some portion of father’s
lunch
Narator: The food has been eaten by Samosir, and without feeling guilty he came home and continueing
playing.
Father who had overheated and hungry in waiting decide to go home. When he arrived..
Toba: Mom, where si my lunch, you haven’t made yet?
Putri: I have asked Samosir to bring it to you
Toba: Samosir, come here quickly!
Samosir : What is it again? I’m playing father..
Toba: Where is my lunch
Samosir : I have ate them all, I was so tired and hungry in the way to field
Toba: I’ve been starving waiting for the food, and without feeling guilty you just said you have ate them
all?! You Such FISH KID.
Samosir: Mother (crying)
Putri : Run Samosir! Run!. Father, you have broke our promises
Toba: But I did not mean it, I’m emotional. I’m sorry Putri.
Putri : You will get what you have done eventually.
Narator: Suddenly a gush of water comes up, so the farmer and all of his surrounding submerged into
water that form as a lake and there is small island in the middle of that.
And the Island has known as Samosir Island.