Märchen 54 ein Egoist für alle und alle für einen Egoisten
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Ein Egoist für alle und alle für einen Egoisten
Es war einmal ein
wunderschönes Tal mit einem reichen Obstbaum, einem großen Stück Grasland und
einem See mit dem klarsten Wasser. Es gab nur eine große Schwierigkeit, der Obstbaum
wurde von einem Gorilla beherrscht, das Grasland von einem Löwen und der See
von einem Krokodil.
Wenn die Vögel etwas Obst
wollten, wählten sie einen unter sich aus, der sich selbst opferte, um vom
Gorilla geschlagen zu werden, während die anderen so viel Obst wie möglich
sammelten.
Wenn die Gazellen grasen
wollten, wählten sie eine unter sich aus, die vom Löwen verfolgt und sehr oft
verschlungen wurde, während die anderen den Hügel hinunter rannten, um so
viel wie möglich zu grasen.
Wenn die Frösche und Fische
etwas Seetang haben wollten, wählten sie einen unter sich aus, der vom
Krokodil verfolgt und sehr oft verschlungen wurde, während die anderen
schnell ihren Magen stopften.
Eines Tages kam ein kleiner
Affe an. Er sah von einem Hügel herab und sah das wundervolle Tal mit dem
reichen Obstbaum, das große Stück grüne Grasland und den See mit dem klarsten
Wasser. Er glaubte das Paradies auf Erden gefunden zu haben.
Als er auf den Baum
kletterte, um eine süße Frucht zu pflücken, bemerkte er plötzlich den großen
Gorilla. Er konnte gerade noch vom Baum springen, um sich zu retten, während
die Vögel ihre Chance wahrnahmen, Früchte zu sammeln.
Dann bemerkte er den Löwen
und konnte sich gerade noch in dem See retten, in dem das Krokodil bereits
auf ihn wartete, während die Gazellen ihre Chance nutzten, um zu grasen, und
die Fische und Frösche, um etwas Seetang zu ergattern.
Als er endlich den Hügel auf
der anderen Talseite erreichte, war er völlig außer Atem, während die Vögel,
Gazellen, Fische und Frösche laut lachten.
„Du bist ein guter Kletterer,
Läufer und Schwimmer! Das könntest du jeden Tag für uns tun!“
Ein oder zwei Tage lang saß
der Affe auf seinem Hügel und sah auf das Tal hinunter. Er wartete darauf,
dass ein anderes Tier dasselbe tat, wie er und dass er Obst und Wasser
bekommen würde, aber keines tauchte auf. Der Affe beschloss, auf den Hügeln
zu den Vögeln zu gehen.
„Hey ihr, Vögel! Wie viele
von euch gibt es hier!" rief er sie. Zuerst ließen nur ein oder zwei
ihre Stimmen hören. „Nur zwei Vögel? Für mich war es, als hätte ich Tausende
von euch gesehen, wie ihr Obst sammeltet, als der Gorilla mich verfolgte.“
Noch mehr waren zu hören. "Ich bin nur ein kleiner Affe. Solltet ihr
solche Feiglinge sein, die Angst vor mir haben? Oder scheißt ihr euch sogar
in die Hose, wenn ihr eine Fliege bemerkt? “ Das war genug für die Vögel;
Alle kamen auf einmal heraus und bereiteten sich darauf vor, ihn anzugreifen.
Er rannte, so schnell er konnte den Hügel zum Baum hinunter. Als der Gorilla
all diese Vögel auf einmal auf sich zukommen sah, sprang er einfach vom Baum
herunter und rettete sich. Der Affe versteckte sich hinter einigen Ästen und
als die Vögel bemerkten, dass es keinen Gorilla gab, setzten sie sich ruhig
hin und sammelten Früchte. "Seht ihr!" sagte er zu ihnen:
"Jetzt habt ihr nicht einmal mehr vor dem Gorilla Angst." Ein
bisschen überrascht sahen sie ihn an, verletzten ihn aber nicht, während er
sich an den Früchten unter ihnen labte. Er war mit sich selbst sehr zufrieden.
Am nächsten Tag ging er auf
den Hügeln zu den Gazellen. „Hey ihr, Gazellen! Wie viele von euch gibt es hier!"
rief er sie. Zuerst tauchten nur ein oder zwei auf. „Nur zwei Gazellen? Für
mich war es, als hätte ich Tausende von euch grasen sehen, als der Löwe mich
verfolgte.“ Noch mehr waren zu sehen. "Ich bin nur ein kleiner Affe.
Solltet ihr solche Feiglinge sein, die Angst vor mir haben? Oder scheißt ihr
euch sogar in die Hose, wenn ihr eine Fliege bemerkt?“ Das war genug für die
Gazellen; Alle kamen auf einmal heraus und bereiteten sich darauf vor, ihn
anzugreifen. Er rannte, so schnell er konnte den Hügel hinunter. Als der Löwe
all diese Gazellen vereint auf sich zukommen sah, floh er einfach und rettete
sich. Der Affe versteckte sich irgendwo im Gras und als die Gazellen
bemerkten, dass es keinen Löwen gab, begannen sie ruhig zu grasen. "Seht
ihr!" sagte er zu den Gazellen: "Jetzt habt ihr nicht einmal mehr vor
dem Löwen Angst." Ein bisschen überrascht sahen sie ihn an, taten ihm
aber nichts zuleide.
Als sie ihre Bäuche gestopft
hatten, rief er sie an: "Jetzt lasst uns zum See gehen!"
Wahrscheinlich hatten die Gazellen seine Taktik verstanden und folgten ihm.
Sie bemerkten jedoch das Krokodil und wollten wieder weglaufen. „Hey ihr,
Fische und Frösche! Wie viele von euch gibt es hier! " rief er sie.
Zuerst tauchten nur ein oder zwei auf. „Nur zwei von euch? Für mich war es,
als hätte ich Tausende von euch gesehen, die Algen sammelten, als das
Krokodil mich verfolgte.“ Noch mehr waren zu sehen. "Ich bin nur ein
kleiner Affe. Solltet ihr solche Feiglinge sein, die Angst vor mir haben?
Oder scheißt ihr euch sogar in die Hose, wenn ihr eine Fliege bemerkt? “ Das
war für die Fische und Frösche genug. Alle kamen auf einmal heraus und
bereiteten sich darauf vor, ihn anzugreifen. Aber als das Krokodil all diese
vereinten Fische und Frösche auf sich zukommen sah, floh es einfach und
rettete sich. Der Affe stand am Ufer und als die Fische und Frösche
bemerkten, dass es kein Krokodil gab, sammelten sie ruhig Algen. "Seht
ihr!" sagte er zu den Fischen und Fröschen: "Jetzt habt ihr nicht
einmal mehr vor dem Krokodil Angst." Ein bisschen überrascht sahen sie
ihn an, taten ihm aber nichts zuleide. Sogar die Gazellen und Vögel kamen
alle, um am See zu trinken. Es gab einen Moment, in dem
alle kleinen Tiere den Affen ansahen, der gerade ein erfrischendes Bad nahm.
"Warum tust du das für uns?" fragten sie ihn: "Warum hilfst du
uns?" "Ich bin nur ein Egoist und bin nur meinem eigenen Interesse
gefolgt. Jetzt könnt ihr essen und auch ich kann essen. Jetzt könnt ihr
trinken und auch ich kann trinken. Wenn ich gegen euch kämpfen würde, kleine
Vögel oder Gazellen oder Fische und Frösche, müsste ich nicht nur gegen euch,
sondern auch gegen den Gorilla, den Löwen und das Krokodil um Obst und Wasser
kämpfen, und da auch ich ein kleines Tier bin, muss ich mit anderen
Kleintieren einen Verteidigungspakt schließen.“
Liebe Afrikaner, Asiaten,
Araber, Juden, Zigeuner, Arme, Minderheiten, Frauen, Homosexuelle und alle
anderen sozialen und ethnischen Randgruppen! Kämpft nicht gegeneinander, weil
ihr alle in der gleichen Scheiße sitzt, und alle unterdrückt seid! Wäre es deshalb
nicht viel besser für euch alle, zusammenzuhalten?
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cuento 53 leal o inteligente
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Leal o inteligente
Érase una vez en la tierra
bananera, había dos familias de monos, los leales y los inteligentes.
El padre de la familia leal
era guardia en la corte del rey, como lo habían sido todos sus antepasados.
Cuando llegó a casa por la noche, toda la familia vino a besarle la mano.
Siempre les decía a sus hijos que fueran leales al rey, que patearan a los
subordinados y besaran los pies a los superiores.
El padre de la familia
inteligente era un artesano y muy inventivo. Siempre llevaba a sus hijos a su
taller o al campo para mostrarles las maravillas de la naturaleza.
Un día, padre inteligente
capturó un caballo y comenzó a montarlo. Pensó que era una buena idea y fue a
la corte para mostrar su invento al rey. "Sus soldados ya no tendrán que
caminar y pelear desde la parte posterior de un caballo es mucho más efectivo."
El rey vio el ingenio de esta invención de inmediato y ordenó capturar muchos
caballos para equipar a todo su ejército.
"Este mono no es tan
estúpido como mis guardias," pensó el rey, "sin embargo; No será
tan leal como mis guardias. Es peligroso para mi reino, debo hacerlo
desaparecer. Por lo tanto, el rey envió al mono inteligente en una misión
imposible desde donde nunca regresó.
Muchos años después, tuvo
lugar una revolución y el rey fue derrocado. Un nuevo régimen fue establecido
por los generales. Sin embargo, ¿a quién deberían jurar los soldados ahora?
Por lo tanto, los generales inventaron el nacionalismo. El rey fue
reemplazado por el nacionalismo.
El hijo mayor de la familia
leal inmediatamente vio su oportunidad y se unió a los nuevos guardias de los
generales. Cuando llegó a casa por la noche, toda la familia vino a besarle
la mano. Siempre les dijo a sus hijos que fueran leales al régimen, que
patearan a los subordinados y besaran los pies a los superiores.
El hijo mayor de la familia
inteligente era un artesano y muy inventivo. Siempre llevaba a sus hijos a su
taller o al campo para mostrarles las maravillas de la naturaleza.
Un día, padre inteligente
inventó la pólvora y comenzó a construir cánones. Pensó que era una buena
idea y se dirigió a los generales para mostrarles su invento. "Vuestros
soldados dispararán a los enemigos desde la distancia y la lucha será mucho
más efectiva." Los generales vieron el ingenio de esta invención de
inmediato y ordenaron equipar a todo su ejército con estas nuevas armas.
"Sin embargo, este mono
no es tan estúpido como nuestros guardias," pensaron los generales; No
será tan leal como nuestros guardias. Es peligroso para nuestro régimen.
Debemos hacerlo desaparecer. Por lo tanto, los generales condenaron al mono
inteligente por traición y lo encarcelaron.
Muchos años después, tuvo
lugar una revolución y los generales fueron derrocados. Los artesanos
establecieron un nuevo régimen. Sin embargo, ¿a qué deberían prestar
juramento los soldados ahora? Por lo tanto, el nacionalismo fue reemplazado
por "Somos la gente".
El hijo mayor de la familia
leal de inmediato vio su oportunidad y se unió a los nuevos guardias en el
"Somos el pueblo". Cuando llegó a casa por la noche, toda la
familia vino a besarle la mano. Siempre les dijo a sus hijos que fueran
leales a la "Somos la gente", que patearan a los subordinados y
besaran los pies a los superiores.
El hijo mayor de la familia
inteligente era un artesano y muy inventivo. Siempre llevaba a sus hijos a su
taller o al campo para mostrarles las maravillas de la naturaleza.
Un día, el padre inteligente
resolvió el problema de volar y comenzó a construir aviones. Pensó que era
una buena idea y se dirigió a la "Somos la gente" para mostrarles
su invento. "Vuestros soldados sobrevolarán al enemigo y la lucha será
mucho más efectiva." Los "Somos la gente" vieron el ingenio de
este invento de inmediato y ordenaron equipar a todo su ejército con aviones.
"Sin embargo, este mono
no es tan estúpido como nuestros guardias," pensó la "Somos la
gente"; No será tan leal como nuestros guardias. Es peligroso para
nuestro régimen. Debemos hacerlo desaparecer. Por lo tanto, los "Somos
la gente" le expulsaron del país.
Muchos años después, tuvo
lugar una revolución y se derrocó el "Somos la gente". Un nuevo régimen
fue establecido por "Somos el ADN de la cultura cristiana". Sin
embargo, ¿a qué deberían prestar juramento los soldados ahora? Por lo tanto,
la "Somos la gente" fue reemplazado por la "Somos el ADN de la
cultura cristiana".
El hijo mayor de la familia
leal inmediatamente vio su oportunidad y se unió a los nuevos guardias en la
"Somos el ADN de la cultura cristiana". Cuando llegó a casa por la
noche, toda la familia vino a besarle la mano. Siempre les dijo a sus hijos
que fueran leales a la "Somos el ADN de la cultura cristiana", que patearan
a sus subordinados y besaran los pies de los superiores.
Hoy en día, el mayor de la
familia leal se une a una empresa multinacional e intenta llegar a la cima.
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tale 56 the excluded majority
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The excluded majority
Once upon a time in the valley of banana land,
there was a very little but beautiful settlement. The monkeys there lived on
fishing, fruit planting and collecting. They didn’t believe in anything special,
just in the beauty of life and solidarity towards each other.
However one day, a big noise could be heard
coming from the river. The fishing monkeys there had caught a very special
fish. Big and small, old and young hurried to the shore to see what had
happened.
They made a circle around the monkeys who brought
their catch on land. “We found him in a small boat floating in the middle of
the river and first thought he was dead. But as we came closer and examined
him, we discovered that he was still alive, so we poured a bit of clean water
into his mouth and he slowly recovered.”
Everybody from the settlement observed him with
great interest. Newcomers were very rare, normally there were only some
traders from down the river coming up from time to time.
This monkey was special; he had his head shaved
completely bald and protruding eyes. Probably, he hadn’t eaten for days,
therefore being weakened and exhausted. He was put on a stretcher and carried
into the village. The strongest monkey readily gave him his hut and
immediately began to build a new one for himself just some meters far away
from his old. Others brought cooked food and drink.
He soon recovered completely and asked for a
sharp knife to shave the short hair on his head and face, which had begun to
cover it.
Then, in the evening, every member of the
settlement gathered around the big fire in the central square to hear his
story.
The monkeys of the valley didn’t wear clothes as
it was always warm, so they didn’t see the need to wear any. However, this
monkey covered every part of his body, except his hands, feet and head. Did
he have any hair on his body like other monkeys? they asked each other.
“My dear brothers and sisters!” he began, “god
has sent me to you and you have received me well.” All monkeys looked at each
other. What was he talking about? Who was god? How did that god or the
newcomer himself know about them? “God is very grateful for it and will make
you rich and happy,” the bald monkey continued. “Oh! We are very happy and
always help each other,” some of the monkeys replied, “we are satisfied with
what we have.” A malicious smile could be seen in the bald’s face, “still,
there is something missing in your lives.” Everybody listened with open mouth
and ears. Something was missing in their lives?
“Have you never heard of the great god. This
superior spirit which created everybody of you and everything around you.”
Children looked at their mothers with shock in their faces, pointing at each
other, “you are not my mother?” and the fishermen, “aren’t the fish of
spawn?” and others, “aren’t the fruit from the trees?”
The bald monkey was very satisfied with himself;
in no time at all, he had managed to plant doubts into the heart of these simple
but honest souls.
From then on every evening, everybody gathered
around the big fire in the central square to hear the bald talking about god.
“You must build a house for god, a temple, and praise him there. He also
needs food. You must bring him food.” he continued.
The next day, all the inhabitants of the
settlement helped to build a temple under the instructions of the bald.
Although it wasn’t a big building but it was the biggest and finest, towering
over the whole settlement. Then, they brought food for their new neighbour,
the god, and the bald told them that they had to wear clothes entering the
temple. “Clothes make real monkeys out of you,” he told them and slowly the
whole settlement was ‘civilized’. All went well for some time and the bald
grew fatter and fatter establishing more and more rules not only for the
temple and its ceremonies but as well for the whole settlement.
However one day, one of the smallest females came
home from the forest loaded with freshly collected fruit on her back but
without clothes because it was just too warm and to wear clothes at the same
time. When the bald saw her coming, he shouted at her angrily. Everybody came
out of their houses or from other places to see what had happened because
they had never heard angry shouting before. “You are insulting god and the
settlement,” he screamed, “you can’t be member of this community anymore.”
She was very frightened and looked at him with big gentle eyes. “Leave the
settlement at once!” he told her. The poor female was so shocked that she
dropped the load from her back and began to cry. But the tears did not soften
the bald’s heart. Again and again, he ordered her to leave the settlement.
With her head inclined and sobbing, she left the community.
She walked for a long time by random upwards
along the river and could not see much because her eyes were filled with
tears. What should she do now?
Then, she came a clearing of the forest and as
she was very tired she lay down and fell asleep. When she woke up again, it
was already getting dark, therefore, she prepared a smaller shelter and made
a fire.
Actually, she had never been so far from her
settlement and didn’t know this it but it was a nice place. The clearing was
more or less as large as her old settlement with fruit trees, the river
bordered it on one side. She decided that this would be her new home.
She had not lived there for a month alone but in
peace when one of her former playmates arrived. “This bald is a tyrant,” she
declared and told the other what had happened to her. “Never mind,” she said
to the newcomer, “this is a very nice place and tomorrow, I will show you
everything.” They began to smile at the prospect of living together in peace
and without the bald.
After a certain time, the settlement grew bigger
and bigger because more and more of her former companions arrived looking for
refuge and at the end, they only counted who might still missing of the old
settlement.
A year having passed, they were all happily
united again. It was a very little but beautiful settlement. The monkeys
lived on fishing, fruit planting and collecting. They didn’t believe in
anything special, just in the beauty of life and solidarity towards each
other.
However one day, a big noise could be heard
coming from the river. The fishing monkeys there had caught a very special
fish. Big and small, old and young hurried to the shore to see what had
happened.
They made a circle around the monkeys who brought
their catch on land. “We found him in a small boat floating in the middle of
the river and first thought he was dead. But as we came closer and examined
him, we discovered that he was still alive, so we poured a bit of clean water
into his mouth and he slowly recovered.”
Everybody from the settlement observed him with
great interest. It was the bald with protruding eyes. Probably, he hadn’t
eaten for days, therefore being weakened and exhausted.
My dear readers! What were the inhabitants of the
new settlement going to do? Did they have to send the bald away or look for a
new settlement for themselves or had they finally understood that they had to
teach these balds talking about god all the time that the beauty of life and
solidarity towards each other was all they needed in their life?
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tale 55 don’t serve the lion Written by Rainer: rainer.lehrer@yahoo.com Learn languages (via Skype): Rainer: + 36 20 549 52 97 or + 36 20 334 79
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The lion can give and take. So, don’t serve the
lion! Once upon a time, there was a very strong monkey.
The lion proposed the monkey to work for him. So, the strong monkey began to
work for the lion, stole from the small monkeys, plundered their villages and
got a horse, a house, a position and many other things from the lion as a
kind of payment. One day while plundering a settlement, he met an
old monkey, who told him, “The lion can give and take. So, don’t work for the
lion!” Our strong monkey only laughed at him. Some month later, another strong monkey came who
seemed to be more loyal to the lion. So, the lion took everything from him. “That’s
not right!” our hero said. He left the court and turned to the small monkeys
but they only laughed at him, “The lion can give you right and take the right
from you. So, you shouldn’t have worked for the lion!” He went to the biggest animal, the elephant. This
animal was already very old and very wise. Monkey: “Why do you serve the lion?” Elephant: “I’m the leader of the elephants but
not for all of them. I don’t serve the lion but I can’t go against him
because there are many spies, traitors, henchmen and feet lickers like once
you were one. It will still take a long time before all the animals without
power unite against the lion and other lions. However, there is a slow
change, just like you have changed and there will be more and more like you.
We have to educate them and they have to learn that it’s not worth to serve
the powerful whoever they are and that it’s better to think themselves and
not being told what to do. Some thousand years ago, there was a very
intelligent animal in Greece, which dreamt of democracy. Monkey: What is “democracy”? Elephant: “demos” means the small animals and
“democracy” means the rule of the small animals. The idea has been born and
can never be made forgotten anymore, but it’s easier for a handful of
powerful to trust each other than for many small animals to work together
without a leader. Our strong monkey thought for a long time before
recognizing that the whole affair was not about him and the injustice having
happened to him. It took him some more years to stand on the side
of the small animals because he understood “If you stand by the weak, you
will be great! If you stand by the powerful, you can only be a henchman!” However, there are more and more strong animals
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Mittwoch, 1. Juli 2020
tale 54 an egoist for everybody and everybody for an egoist
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An egoist for everybody and everybody for an
egoist
Once upon a time, there was a wonderful valley
with a rich fruit tree, a big piece of grassland and a lake with the clearest
water. There was only one big trouble; the fruit tree was dominated by a
gorilla, the grassland by a lion and the lake by a crocodile.
When the birds wanted some fruit, they chose one
amongst themselves, which sacrificed itself and got beaten while the others
collected as much fruit as possible.
When the gazelles wanted to graze, they chose one
amongst themselves, which got chased and very often devoured by the lion,
while the others ran down the hill to graze as much as possible.
When the frogs and fish wanted to get some
seaweed, they chose one amongst themselves, which got chased and very often
devoured by the crocodile, while the others rapidly stuffed their stomachs.
One day, a small monkey arrived. He looked down
from a hill, saw the wonderful valley with the rich fruit tree, the big piece
of grassland and the lake with the clearest water. He thought to have found
paradise on earth.
When he climbed up the tree to pick a sweet
fruit, he suddenly noticed the big gorilla. He could hardly jump down from
the tree to save himself while the birds took their chance to collect fruit.
Then he noticed the lion and could hardly save himself
into the lake where the crocodile was already waiting for him while the
gazelles took their chance to graze and the fish and frogs to get some
seaweed.
When he finally reached the hill on the other
side of the valley, he was completely out of breath while the birds,
gazelles, fish and frogs laughed loudly.
“You are a good climber, runner and swimmer! You
could do that for us every day!”
For a day or two, the monkey sat on his hill and
looked down at the valley waiting for another animal to do the same as him
and for him to get fruit and water but none showed up. The monkey decided to
go around on the hills to the birds.
“Hey you, birds! How many of you are here!” he
called them. First only one or two made their voices heard. “Only two birds?
To me it was as if I had seen thousands of you collecting fruit when the
gorilla chased me.” Some more could be heard. “I’m just a small monkey.
Should you be such cowards as to be afraid of me? Or do you even shit in your
pants when you notice a fly?” That was enough for the birds; all came out at
once and prepared to attack him. He ran down the hill as fast as he could to
the tree. When the gorilla saw all those birds coming towards him, he just
jumped down from the tree and saved himself. The monkey hid behind some
branches and when the birds noticed that there was no gorilla, they sat down
tranquilly and collected fruits. “You see!” he told the birds, “now you are
not even afraid of the gorilla anymore.” A bit surprised, they looked at him
but didn’t hurt him while he was feasting on the fruit amongst them. He was
very satisfied with himself.
The next day, he went around on the hills to the
gazelles. “Hey you, gazelles! How many of you are here!” he called them.
First only one or two showed up. “Only two gazelles? To me it was as if I had
seen thousands of you grazing when the lion chased me.” Some more could be
seen. “I’m just a small monkey. Should you be such cowards as to be afraid of
me? Or do you even shit in your pants when you notice a fly?” That was enough
for the gazelles; all came out at once and prepared to attack him. He ran
down the hill as fast as he could. When the lion saw all those gazelles
united coming towards him, he just fled and saved himself. The monkey hid
somewhere in the grass and when the gazelles noticed that there was no lion,
they began to graze calmly. “You see!” he told the gazelles, “now you are not
even afraid of the lion anymore.” A bit surprised, they looked at him but
didn’t hurt him.
When they had stuffed their bellies, he called
upon them, “now, let’s go to the lake!” Probably, the gazelles had understood
his tactics and followed him. However, they noticed the crocodile and wanted
to run away again. “Hey you, fish and frogs! How many of you are here!” he
called them. First only one or two showed up. “Only two of you? To me it was
as if I had seen thousands of you collecting seaweed when the crocodile
chased me.” Some more could be seen. “I’m just a small monkey. Should you be
such cowards as to be afraid of me? Or do you even shit in your pants when
you notice a fly?” That was enough for the fish and frogs; all came out at
once and prepared to attack him. But, when the crocodile saw all those fish
and frogs united coming towards him, he just fled and saved himself. The
monkey stood at the shore and when the fish and frogs noticed that there was
no crocodile, they began to collect seaweed calmly. “You see!” he told the
fish and frogs, “now you are not even afraid of the crocodile anymore.” A bit
surprised, they looked at him but didn’t hurt him. Even the gazelles and
birds all came to drink at the lake.
There was a moment when all the small animals
looked at the monkey who was just having a refreshing bath. “Why do you do
this for us?” they asked him, “why do you help us?” “I’m just an egoist and
only followed my own interest. Now, you can eat and me, I can eat. Now, you
can drink and me, I can drink. If I fought against you small birds or
gazelles or fish and frogs, I would have to fight for fruit and water not
only against you but as well against the gorilla, the lion and the crocodile,
and as I’m a small animal as well, I’m to enter into a defence pact with other
small animals.”
Dear Africans, Asians, Arabs, Jews, Gypsies, poor
people, minorities, women, homosexuals and all other kind of social and
ethnical fringe groups! Don’t fight against each other! Because you all sit
in the same shit, you are all supressed, so it would be much better for you
all to stick together.
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حكاية 53 مخلص أو ذكي
translated by: Abeer Abu Al-Suod
ترجمة: عبير أبو السعود
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مخلص أو ذكي
ذات مرة في أرض الموز ، كانت هناك عائلتان من القرود
، العائلة المالكة و الذكية.
كان والد الأسرة الموالية حارسًا في بلاط الملك
، كما كان جميع أسلافه. عندما عاد إلى المنزل
في المساء ، جاءت العائلة بأكملها لتقبيل يده.
كان دائمًا يخبر أطفاله بأن يكونوا مخلصين للملك ، للركل إلى أسفل عند المرؤوسين
وتقبيل أقدام الرؤساء.
كان والد الأسرة الذكية حرفيًا ومبتكرًا للغاية. كان دائما يصطحب أطفاله إلى ورشته أو إلى الريف
ليريهم عجائب الطبيعة.
في أحد الأيام ، أسر الأب ذكي حصانًا وبدأ في ركوبه. كان يعتقد أنها فكرة جيدة وذهب إلى المحكمة لإظهار
اختراعه للملك. "لن يضطر جنودك للمشي
بعد الآن والقتال من ظهر الحصان أكثر فاعلية بكثير." رأى الملك براعة هذا الاختراع دفعة واحدة وأمر
بأسر العديد من الخيول لتجهيز جيشه بأكمله.
فكر الملك: "هذا القرد ليس غبيًا مثل حراسي. لن يكون مخلصًا مثل حراس بلدي. إنه خطر على مملكتي ، يجب أن أجعله يختفي
". لذلك ، أرسل الملك القرد الذكي في
مهمة مستحيلة حيث لم يعد أبدًا.
بعد سنوات عديدة ، حدثت ثورة وأطيح بالملك. تم إنشاء نظام جديد من قبل الجنرالات. ولكن من يجب أن يقسم الجنود اليمين الآن؟ لذلك ، اخترع الجنرالات القومية. تم استبدال الملك بالقومية.
رأى الابن الأكبر للعائلة الموالية فرصته على الفور
وانضم إلى الحراس الجدد في الجنرالات. عندما
عاد إلى المنزل في المساء ، جاءت العائلة بأكملها لتقبيل يده. كان دائمًا يخبر أطفاله بأن يكونوا موالين للنظام
، وأن يركلوا هبوطا عند المرؤوسين ويقبلون أقدام الرؤساء.
الابن الأكبر للعائلة الذكية كان حرفيًا ومبتكرًا
للغاية. كان دائما يصطحب أطفاله إلى ورشته
أو إلى الريف ليريهم عجائب الطبيعة.
ذات يوم ، اخترع الأب ذكي البارود وبدأ في بناء
الشرائع. كان يعتقد أنها فكرة جيدة وذهب
إلى الجنرالات لإظهار اختراعه لهم.
"جنودك سيطلقون النار على الأعداء من مسافة بعيدة وسيكون القتال أكثر
فعالية." رأى الجنرالات براعة هذا الاختراع
دفعة واحدة وأمروا بتزويد جيشهم بالكامل بهذه الأسلحة الجديدة.
يعتقد الجنرالات: "هذا القرد ليس غبيًا مثل
حراسنا". لن يكون مخلصًا مثل حراسنا. إنه خطر على نظامنا ، يجب أن نجعله يختفي
". لذلك ، حكم الجنرالات على القرد
الذكي بتهمة الخيانة ووضعوه في السجن.
بعد سنوات عديدة ، حدثت ثورة وأطاح الجنرالات. تم إنشاء نظام جديد من قبل الحرفيين. ولكن ، ما الذي يجب أن يقسم الجنود اليمين عليه
الآن؟ لذلك استبدلت القومية بـ "نحن
الشعب".
رأى الابن الأكبر للأسرة الموالية فرصته على الفور
وانضم إلى الحراس الجدد في "نحن الشعب". عندما عاد إلى المنزل في المساء ، جاءت العائلة
بأكملها لتقبيل يده. كان دائمًا يخبر أطفاله
بأن يكونوا مخلصين لـ "نحن الشعب" ، للركل إلى أسفل عند المرؤوسين وتقبيل
أقدام الرؤساء.
الابن الأكبر للعائلة الذكية كان حرفيًا ومبتكرًا
للغاية. كان دائما يصطحب أطفاله إلى ورشته
أو إلى الريف ليريهم عجائب الطبيعة.
ذات يوم ، حل الأب الذكي مشكلة الطيران وبدأ في
بناء الطائرات. كان يعتقد أنها فكرة جيدة
وذهب إلى "نحن الشعب" - لإظهار اختراعه لهم. "سيطير جنودك فوق العدو وسيكون القتال أكثر
فعالية." رأى "نحن الشعب"
براعة هذا الاختراع دفعة واحدة وأمر بتجهيز جيشهم بالكامل بالطائرات.
"هذا القرد ليس غبيًا مثل حراسنا" ،
كما يعتقد "نحن الشعب" ، "ومع ذلك ؛ لن يكون مخلصًا مثل حراسنا. إنه خطر على نظامنا ، يجب أن نجعله يختفي
". لذلك ، طرده "نحن الشعب"
من البلاد.
بعد سنوات عديدة ، حدثت ثورة وأطيح ب "نحن
الشعب". تم إنشاء نظام جديد من قبل
"نحن الحمض النووي للثقافة المسيحية". ولكن ، ما الذي يجب أن يقسم الجنود اليمين عليه
الآن؟ لذلك ، تم استبدال "نحن الشعب"
بـ "نحن الحمض النووي للثقافة المسيحية".
رأى الابن الأكبر للعائلة الموالية فرصته على الفور
وانضم إلى الحراس الجدد في "نحن الحمض النووي للثقافة المسيحية". عندما عاد إلى المنزل في المساء ، جاءت العائلة
بأكملها لتقبيل يده. لطالما أخبر أطفاله
بأن يكونوا مخلصين لـ "نحن الحمض النووي للثقافة المسيحية" ، للركل إلى
أسفل عند المرؤوسين وتقبيل أقدام الرؤساء.
في الوقت الحاضر ينضم أكبر أفراد الأسرة المخلصين
إلى شركة متعددة الجنسيات تحاول الوصول إلى القمة.
حكاية 54
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