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- Herausgeber: neobooks
- Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
- Sprache: Deutsch
Stories that touch. Tales that enchant. Let us take you into the world of fantasy. Make an imaginary journey to distant lands and times long past. Read stories, legends and tales that make the hearts of children and adults is higher for centuries. Dive into the fascinating fantasy world of the Far Eastern countries.
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The Monkey Buddha
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The Monkey Buddha
Fairytales from the Far East
There once lived a grandfather and a grandmother. They could be quite satisfied, if not the birds would have been. What use was the grandfather that he diligently worked on his small field that it neatly tore out all weeds when then brought flew this Nimmersatte and him wegfraßen the green shoots. Never the harvest was so plentiful, as the old man had hoped. On the night he threw himself around on his bed, dreaming of giant birds that flew to his field and all grains aufpickten to the last. In the morning he woke up drenched in sweat and sleepy.
"Grandmother, so it goes no further. Pack something to eat and looking for some colorful patches out, sure you have enough of it. I'll get dressed as a scarecrow, let's see if I einjage birds fear, will you? "Said the grandfather to one of the many sleepless nights.
The grandmother cooked millet dumplings, examined from every corner of old patches together, and the grandfather blew his at. Geez, that was a scarecrow! A green hat with tassels, jacket and skirt from different fabric remnants composed, red, blue and flowered, and a belt a red sash. So impressed, the grandfather stood in the midst onto the pitch, waving his arms, that the only way shreds flew at him. For this purpose he jumped from one foot to the other, jumping around - and really, not a single bird dared only to fly into the field, let alone to steal a grain ofmob.!
"I'll show it to you, insatiable Now you shall not leave you my grains taste! "The grandfather was happy about his good idea.
The sun rose higher, the old man swung his arms getting slower and occurred more and more difficult from one leg to
another."Oh, I have already so many birds chased that it harms sure nothing when I awhile may rest me on the field Rain and strengthen me a bit, "he said.
he sat down cross-legged, took a lump out of the bundle, but he had the first not eaten since he noticed his hands in his lap and his head sank to his chest. The grandfather was asleep.
It was a hot summer day, the sun was warm, everything was silent, and the songbirds had been hiding in the shadows. And the grandfather asleep.
Suddenly with a loud shriek came a horde of monkeys from the forest run. They looked around curiously, and one shouted above the other. As discovered one of the monkeys the sleeping grandfather, who was sitting in his colorful rags on the field Rain. He quickly summoned the others, and all surrounded curiously the strange old man. They were getting closer, ready to take flight once the colorful Something would stir. But the grandfather asleep and did not notice what was going on around him is. And there he remained so calm, the monkeys were getting bolder, and even picked up the bundle and pulled out the dumplings. In no time they were eaten. An older monkey ventured very close to the grandfather zoom and looked at him intently.
"Do you know what that is?" He said to the other. "This is certainly a new Buddha, and the dumplings, which were
offerings." "Youare right, certainly this is a new Buddha. And how beautiful she is. So a Buddha I've never seen, "asserted a second monkey, stroking admiring the colorful scraps. Now had the monkey no longer afraid, she shrieked and howled and tugged on the colorful patches and tasselssuggested:.
