One Eye and Three Eyes, along with their mother, don´t like their sister, Two Eyes.”You look like everyone else, and they´re mean...you don´t belong to us” they taunt, and they don´t let her eat anything, but the scraps from their plates. Hearing her crying from hunger, a wise woman appears and instructs her to say to her goat, “Bleat, bleat, my little goat, bleat, Cover the table with something to eat”. A feast appears, and when she´s full she recites, as instructed “Bleat, bleat, my little goat, I pray, And take the table quite away.” Her envious mother discovers her secret (through Three Eyes), and kills her goat. The wise woman appears again, tells Two Eyes to bury the goat´s entrails, and the next morning she finds a tree with silver leaves and golden fruit. A handsome knight stops, and declares “whoever gives me a branch of this tree, can have whatever they wish.” One Eye and Three Eyes try in vain....at last as the knight receives a branch from Two Eyes, she asks to be taken away. He marries her, and years later when her sisters come begging, she takes them in and cares for them.
Monday, July 26, 2010
An old man with three sons needs to decide which of them will inherit his house. He sends his sons out into the world, where each can learn a trade. He decides that whoever can produce the best masterpiece with their new trade will inherit the house. The sons go out, train well with masters, and return home. The first son has trained to be a barber, and as a hare runs across the field at top speed, the son shaves its whiskers into a goatee. The second son had trained to be a blacksmith, and as a coach drives by he jumps up and changes horse’s four shoes while it is running in full gallop. Then it starts to rain, and the third son, who had trained with a fencing master, swings his sword so quickly above his head that not a drop falls on them. The father decides this is the best masterpiece of skill, and the third son receives the house. The three sons lived harmoniously together in the house. When one brother falls sick and dies, the other two follow. Because they loved each other so much, they were all buried together in the same grave.
Once a small girl whose parents had died, was left with nothing but the clothes on her back and a piece of bread in her hand. She met a poor, hungry man and gave him the bread. She met a cold child, asking for a cap, and gave him hers. One by one she gives each piece of clothing to someone in need. With nothing else left, the stars suddenly fall from heaven, changing into coins...and although she had given her shift away, she has a new fine linen one, in which she gathers the coins and is rich the rest of her life.