Some of the best stories we know were never written down. They were told out loud — by a grandmother, a neighbour, a parent at bedtime — and they live now only in the memory of the children who heard them.
You don’t have to remember it perfectly — nobody does. That’s the nature of a story that was only ever spoken.
If you tell us the language and the part of the world it comes from, that helps us keep it in the voice it was meant to be told in.