Fairy Tale - The Wonderful Musician

   This Fairy tale story is from Jacob Grimm and Wilhelm Grimm (The Brothers Grimm), Household Tales, translated by - Margaret Hunt (London: George Bell, 1884)

   The Wonderful Musician
Fairy tale by The Brothers Grimm

   Once there was a wonderful musician, who went quite alone through a forest. He thought of all manner of things, and when nothing was left for him to think about, he said to himself, "Time is beginning to pass heavily with me here in the forest, I will fetch here good companion for myself." 

   Then he took his violin from his back and played so that it echoed through the trees. It was not long before a wolf came running through the bush towards him. "Ah, here is a wolf coming! I have no desire for him!" said the musician.

   But the wolf came nearer and said to him, "Ah, dear musician, how beautifully you played the music! I should like to learn that, too."

   "It is soon learnt," the musician replied, "you have only to do all that I bid you." 

   "Oh, musician," said the wolf, "I will obey you as a scholar obeys his master." 

   The musician bade him follow, and when they had gone part of the way together, they came to an old oak-tree which was hollow inside, and cleft in the middle. 

   "Look," said the musician, "if you want learn to violin, put your fore paws into this crevice." The wolf obeyed, but the musician quickly picked up a stone and with one blow wedged his two paws so fast that he was forced to stay there like a prisoner. 

   "Stay there until I come back again," said the musician, and went his way. 

   After a while he again said to himself, "Time is beginning to pass heavily with me here in the forest, I will fetch here another companion," and took his violin and again played in the forest.

   It was not long before a fox came creeping through the trees towards him. "Ah, there is a fox coming! I have no desire for him.” said the musician.

   The fox came up to the musician and said, "Oh, dear musician, how beautifully you did play! I should like to learn that too." 

   "That is soon learnt," said the musician. "You have only to do everything that I bid you." 

   "Oh, musician," then said the fox, "I will obey you as a scholar obeys his master."

The Brothers Grimm

The Grimm Brothers

   The Grimm Brothers, famous Fairy Tales and Folk story writers 

   Jacob Grimm and Wilhelm Grimm known as The Grimm Brothers. They were born in Ganau, Germany. Jacob Grimm was the second son of their parents, was born on 4th January, 1785 and Wilhelm Grimm was the third son, was born on 24th of February, 1786. From their early youth, the brothers were very close friends until their death. They were always complementing each other.

   The Brothers Grimm were a large family of nine children, eight boys and one girl. Their father, Philipp Wilhelm Grimm was a lawyer. After his death, the Grimms were able to finish their education only thanks to the kindness of their aunt and they set out to Kassel to attend law school and to follow in their father’s footsteps. 

   The Brothers Grimm showed their luminous abilities while they were still young. After a graduation at the Kassel School, the Grimms were continued their education at Marburg University with the firm intention to become lawyers. They listened to lectures at the Law School and studied legal science, but their natural tendencies led them in a fully different direction to the study of German and foreign literature.

   The Brothers Grimm had been collecting fairy tales from the people of Kassel since the early 1800’s. Generally, they had collected this from a favorite local storyteller named Marie Muller. After their graduation, the Grimms  decided to inspect the manuscripts with ancient German literature and continued their research in this area until the end of their life.

   Between (1805–1809), Jacob Grimm was a librarian to Jerome Bonaparte in Vilhelmsheg. After the war with France, Jacob Grimm received a task from the Elector of Kassel - to go to Paris and return to Kassel Library manuscripts which were stolen from the French.

   The Grimm Brothers published their first volume of eighty-six stories and tales in 1812. In 1814 the second volume contained seventy stories. The stories got a huge success and the brothers were recognized for their work in 1819 with honorary doctorates from Marburg University. 

Russian Folk Tale - The Hunter and his Wife (Part-2)

   This is an interesting Russian Folk tale. The first part already published before, here is the last part of this story.

The Hunter

   The Hunter and his Wife - Part 2

   Early in the morning the hunter was awakened by the noise of the dog pushing through the twigs on its way back. He heard how the dogs addressed each other.

   "Well and how are you, brother?" said the first dog.

   "Finely," said the second dog; "and what about you?"

   "Fine too. Did the night pass well?” , asked the first dog.

   The second dog said, "Well enough, thanks to the God. But with you, brother? How was it at home?"

   "Oh brother, it was so badly. I ran home, and the mistress, when she sees me, soughed out, 'What the devil are you doing here without your master? Well, there is your supper;' and she threw me a crust of bread, burnt like a black coal. I snuffed it and snuffed it, but I could not eat that. No dog alive could have made a meal of it, and with that she started to beat me with a stick. But at night, later on—just as I thought—thieves came into the yard, and were going to clear out the barn and the storeroom. But I let loose such a howl, and leapt upon them so cruel and angry, that they had little thought to leave off from other people's goods, and had all they could do to get away whole themselves. This way, I spent the night."

   The hunter heard all that the dogs said, and kept it in his mind. "Wait a bit, my good lady," he said to himself, "and see what I have to say to you when I get home."

Tales from the Panchatantra - The Brahmin's Dream

     The Panchatantra is the ancient story collection in India and it is very well-known collection of children stories. There will be a good lesson and a moral of the story at the end in every story. Here we will read an interesting story that is collected from the Panchatantra.

 

The Brahmin's Dream

    The Brahmin's Dream

   Once upon a time, there lived a Brahmin in a village. He was all alone and had no friends or relatives. He was very poor and used to beg for his living. Whatever food he got as begging, he kept in a pot which was made by clay and hung it beside his bed. Whenever he felt hungry, he took out some food from that pot and ate it.

   One day, the Brahmin got a quantity of rice mush, so much that even after eating to his full, a full of his pot was left. The Brahmin was very happy to get such quantity of food. At the middle of the night, the Brahmin lay on his bed but he could not take his eyes from the pot. Soon, he was fast asleep. He began to dream that the pot is overflowing with rice mush.

   The Brahmin dreamed that if a famine came to the land, then he could sell it for a hundred silver coins. With these silver coins, he would buy a pair of goats. They would have kids in every six months and soon he would achieve a group of goats. Then he would trade the goats for buffaloes and cows. Then they would have their young ones. They would grow up and give lots of milk. He would sell the milk in the market and make lots of butter and curd from it. Then he would sell that butter and curd in the market. Like this, he would become a rich man in the country.

Russian Folk Tale - The Hunter and his Wife (Part-1)

   This is an interesting Russian Folk Tale. The biggest country in the world. The variety of Russian people and their cultures are very familiar all over the world.

The Hunter

The Hunter and his wife - part 1

   Once upon a time there was a hunter who went out into the forest to hunt the birds and small animals. He had a wife and two dogs. His wife was for ever asking questions, so that he was glad to get away from her into the forest. And she did not like dogs, and said they were always bringing dirt into the house with their muddy feet. So that the dogs were glad and got chance to get away into the forest with the hunter.

   One day the hunter and the two dogs walked all day through the deep forest, and never got a sight of a bird, they never even saw a rabbit. All day long they walked on and saw nothing. The hunter had not fired a single cartridge. He did not want to go home and have to answer his wife's questions about why he had come home with an empty bag. So he went deeper and deeper into the deep forest. At the evening, he started to walk towards his home and suddenly he got a sharp smell of burning wood floated through the trees. The hunter was looking to that, saw the sparkling of a fire. He made his way towards it, and found a clearing in the forest; a wood pile in the middle of it and it was burning so fiercely that he could just come near it.

   And there was a miracle, he found in the middle of the burning timbers there was sitting a great snake, curled round and round upon itself and waving its head above the flames. 

   As soon as it saw the hunter it called out, in a loud hissing voice, to come near. He went as near as he could, shading his face from the heat.

   "My good man," said the snake, "pull me out of the fire, and you shall understand the talk of the beasts and the songs of the birds."

   "I will be happy to help you, but how?" said the hunter, “The flames are so hot and I cannot reach you."

   "Put the barrel of your gun into the fire, and I will crawl out along it.", said the snake.

Fables from Aesop - The Fox and the Crow

   This is an very interesting story from Aesop's fables. In every Aesop's fables, there must a lesson for us. we consider that as the moral of the story at the end.

The Fox and the Crow

      The Fox and the Crow

   A fox once saw a crow fly off with a piece of cheese in its beak and sat on a branch of a tree. "That's for me, my dear and I’ll get it from you." said the fox himself, and he walked up to the tree. 

   "Good-day, Mistress Crow," the fox cried. "How well you are looking to-day? How shiny your feathers and how bright your eye? I feel that your voice must exceed that of other birds surly, just as your face and body does. Now let me hear one song from you that I may salute you as the Queen of Birds."
   The crow lifted up her head and began to caw her best. But the moment when she opened her mouth the piece of cheese fell to the ground and it reached to the fox. The fox immediately grab that piece of cheese and the crow was thundered to see this. 

   "That will do," said the fox to the crow. "That was all I wanted. In exchange for your cheese I will give you a piece of free advice for the future, ‘Do not trust flatterers’."



 
The moral of the story: 
                
              We should not believe the flatterers.




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Folk tale - The Boy and the Violin

    This is a Folk tale from Brazil. Brazil is the largest country in South America. The largest country on the continent and it is very well-known for it's cultures and the game ‘Football’. The world biggest river Amazon and the Amazon Rain-forest is here. This Brazilian folk tale was collected by Elsie Spicer Eells.

 The Boy and the Violin

 A South American Folktale

   Once upon a time there was a man lived in Brazil, who had an only son. When the man died, then the boy was left all alone in the world. There was not very much property for the boy. He had just a cat and a dog, a small piece of land and a few orange trees. The boy gave the dog away to a neighbor and sold the land and the orange trees. All of the money he got from the sale, he invested in a violin. He had waited for a violin all his life and now he wanted one more than ever. While his father had lived he could tell his feelings to his father, but now there was none to tell them to except the violin. Then the violin became his friend and the violin said him to make the very sweetest music in the world.

   The boy went to hire out as shepherd to care for the sheep of the king. But he was told that the king already had a large number of shepherds and had no need of another shepherd. The boy took his violin which he had brought with him and hid himself in the deep forest. There he made sweet music with the violin. The shepherds who were near by patrolling the king’s sheep, they heard the sweet melodious music. But they could not find out who was playing that sweet music. The sheep heard the music too. Several of them left the crowd and followed the sound of the music into the forest. They followed it until they reached the boy and the cat and the violin.

    The shepherds were greatly disturbed when they found out how their sheep were losing away into the forest. The shepherds went after their sheep to bring them back, but they could find no trace of them. Sometimes it would seem that they were quite near to the place from which the music came, but when they hurried in that direction they would hear the melody of the music coming from an isolated point in the opposite direction. They were scared of getting lost themselves so they gave up in disappointment.

Fables from the Pachatantra - The Gold giving Snake

   This is one of the interesting fables from the Panchatantra collection.In every story of the Panchatantra, there must be an educational lesson and a moral of the story.

 

The Gold giving Snake

  The Gold giving Snake   

Once upon a time, there was a poor Brahmin (priest) named Haridatta. He used to work hard in the fields, but could not get the result out of it. One day, after the tiring working hours, he was laid down in the shadow of a big tree, in the middle of the field. At that time, he saw a terrible snake with a big hood coming out of an anthill. The poor Brahmin thought that the snake might be the guardian of the field (in Hindu religion snake is consider as a symbol of goddess, Manasa) and he had not paid any homage to it for once. This could be the reason for the barrenness of the field where he worked.

   Instantly, he went to bring some milk and offered the milk to the snake in a bowl. While offering the milk with due respect, he addressed the snake, “Oh, Guardian of this field! I didn’t know that you reside here that is why I never offered you anything. Please forgive me”. After this whole event he went back to his home that day. Next day, when the farmer Brahmin came to plough the field, he found a gold coin in the bowl near the anthill. Now this became a regular event of Brahmin’s life. Daily he served milk to the snake and found a gold coin.

Fairy Tales - The Emperor's new clothes (part-2)

     The Emperor's new clothes - part 2

    A Fairy tale by - Hans Christian Andersen

   
  The whole city was talking of the wonderful cloth which the Emperor had ordered to be woven at his own expense.

   And now the Emperor himself wished to see the costly clothes, while it was still in the loom. Accompanied by a select number of officers of the court, among them were the two honest men, who had already admired the cloth, he went to the crafty frauds. The frauds, as soon as they were aware of the Emperor's approach, went on working more attentively than ever; although they still did not pass a single thread through the looms.
 

   "Is not the work absolutely magnificent?" said the two officers of the crown, already mentioned. "What a splendid design! What glorious colors!" and at the same time they pointed to the empty frames; for they imagined that everyone else could see this wonderful piece of fashion.

   "How is this? I can see nothing! This is indeed a terrible situation! Am I a mad, or am I unfit to be an Emperor? That would be the worst thing that could happen.”- said the Emperor to himself. “Oh! The cloth is charming," said the Emperor, loudly. 

   "It has my complete approval.", the Emperor smiled most decently, and looked closely at the empty looms; for on no account would he say that he could not see what two of the officers of his court had praised so much. All his followers now stressed their eyes, hoping to discover something on the looms, but they could see no more than the others. Yet they all exclaimed, "Oh, how beautiful!" and advised his majesty to have some new clothes made from this wonderful material, for the approaching procession. "Magnificent! Attractive! Excellent!" resounded on all sides; and everyone was unusually glad. The Emperor shared in the general satisfaction and presented the frauds with the ribbon of an order of knighthood, to be fixed in their button-holes, and the title of "Gentlemen Weavers."

Folk tale - Lazy Jack

   This is an old English folk tale story. This story was collected by James Halliwell Orchard Phillips. 

   Once upon a time there was a boy whose name was Jack, and he lived with his mother in a small and dull cottage. They were very poor, and the old woman earned a few pennies by doing some odd jobs, but that was not enough to maintain the family properly. Jack was so lazy that he would do nothing but relax in the sun in the hot weather and sit by the corner of the fire in the winter time. His mother could not make him do anything for the family. At last his mother warned him that if he did not begin to work for his porridge, she would turn him out of the house to get his living as best he could.

   This threat finally stirred Jack. He went out and found a job for the day working for on a farm. The farmer paid him one penny, but he was not used to having money, and as he was coming him he lost it as he passed over a stream. 

   “You stupid boy, you should have put it in your pocket.” said his mother.

   “Next time I will.” replied Jack.

   The next day Jack went out again, and found a job with a cow-keeper, who gave him a jar of milk for his day’s work. Jack took the jar and put it into the large pocket of his jacket. The whole milk was spilling it all, long before he came home.

   “Oh my Dear, you should have carried it on your head!” said his mother. 

   “Next time I will.” replied Jack.

   The following day Jack found a job with a farmer. The farmer agreed to give him a cream cheese for his work. In the evening, Jack took the cheese and went home with it on his head. By the time he got home the cheese was completely spoiled, part of it being lost, and part matted with his hair. 

   “You are a good-for-nothing boy,” said his mother, “you should have carried it very carefully in your hands.” 

   “Next time, I will.” replied Jack.

Fairy Tale - The Emperor's new clothes (Part-1)

     The Emperor's new clothes - Part 1

    A Fairy tale by - Hans Christian Andersen

 

   
   Many years ago, there was an Emperor, who was so extremely fond of new clothes, that he spent all his money in dress. He did not trouble himself in the least about his soldiers; nor did he care to go either to the theater or the hunt, except for the opportunities then afforded him for displaying his new clothes. He had a different set of clothes for each hour of the day; and as of any other king or emperor. It was always said of him, "The Emperor is sitting in his clothes, when he sitting in the council."

   

   Time passed happily in the large town which was his capital, strangers arrived every day at the court. One day, two frauds, calling themselves weavers, made their appearance. They gave out that they knew how to weave stuffs of the most beautiful colors and sophisticated patterns, the clothes manufactured from which should have the wonderful property of remaining invisible to everyone who was unfit for the office he held, or who was extraordinarily simple in character.
 

   "These must, indeed, be wonderful clothes!" thought the Emperor. "Had I such a set of clothes, I might at once find out what men in my kingdoms are unfit for their office, and also be able to distinguish the wise from the foolish! This stuff must be woven for me immediately." The Emperor gave a huge amount of money to the weavers in order that they might begin their work directly.
 

   So the two pretended weavers set up two looms and affected to work very busily, though in reality they did nothing at all. They asked for the finest silk and the purest gold thread, put both into their own shoulder bags; and then continued their pretended work at the empty looms until late at night. 

   "I should like to know how the weavers are getting on with my cloth," said the Emperor to himself. After some little time had passed; he was rather embarrassed, when he remembered that a maniac or one unfit for his office would be unable to see the manufacture. To be sure, he thought he had nothing to risk in his own person; but yet, he would prefer sending somebody else, to bring him the idea about the weavers, and their work, before he troubled himself in the situation. All the people throughout the city had heard of the wonderful property the cloth was to own; and all were nervous to learn how wise, or how ignorant, their neighbors might prove to be.

Aesop's Fables - The sick Lion

   This fable is from Aesop's fables... This is an very interesting story from Aesop's fables. In every Aesop's fables, there must a lesson for us. we consider that as the moral of the story at the end.

The Sick Lion

       The sick Lion

    A Lion had come to the end of his days and lay sick towards death at the mouth of his cave and gasping for breath. The animals, his subjects, came round him and drew nearer as he grew more and more helpless. When they saw him on the point of death they thought to themselves: "Now is the time to pay off old grudges." So the Boar came up and drove at him with his teeth, after that a Bull gored him with his horns. Still the Lion lay helpless before them. At that time the Ass, feeling quite safe from the danger of the old Lion, came up and turning his tail to the Lion kicked up his heels into Lion’s face. "This is a double death for me," growled the Lion.

The moral of the story:

          Only cowards insult dying majesty.

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