The witch in this story is supposed to be Baba Yaga, who is indeed from eastern European folklore but whom I first met as a kid playing the game Hero’s Quest (or Quest For Glory, as it came to be known). I get pretty into folklore like this sometimes, because it’s neat and also because I didn’t really grow up with any. Mennonite communities — like the one I grew up in — tend to have a lot of pragmatic, conservative people who don’t have time for “folk tales” and other imaginative nonsense. [May 14th, 2014]
OMG! I REMEMBER HER! I had that story as a book on tape that I *coughstolefromthelibrarycough* and to this DAY it still gives me the heebes.
SHE’S BAD NEWS, GIDEON! DON’T BUTTER HER GATE!
Ha ha, awesome! More people that know who I’m talking about!
Also, “Don’t butter her gate” is probably good life advice in any situation.