Anggrea Prasiesti

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1) Fable

A Wolf And A Dog

Once there was a wolf who was nearly dead with hunger. He was very thin, so that the
outline of his bones could be seen clearly beneath his thinning coat of hair. With hardly
enough energy to walk, the wolf had little hope of finding food. As he lay beneath a large
tree, a dog out for a walk noticed him. Seeing how thin and hungry-looking the wolf was,
the dog felt sorry for him and said, "You are in terrible shape! You look as if you haven't
eaten for many days."

"You're right," said the wolf. "I haven't eaten because you and your friends are doing
such a good job of guarding the sheep. Now I am so weak that I have little hope of
finding food. I think I will surely die."

Then why not join us? Asked the dog. "I work regularly and I eat regularly. You could do
the same. I will arrange it. You can help me and the other dogs guard the sheep. In that
way, we won't have to worry about your stealing the sheep any more and you won't have
to worry about going hungry any more. It's a good deal for both of us."

The wolf thought it over for a few minutes and then decided that the dog was right. So
they went off together toward the ranch house where the dog lived. But, as they were
walking, the wolf noticed that the hair on a certain part of the dog's neck was very thin.
He was curious about this, for the dog had such a beautiful coat every where else.
Finally, he asked the dog about it.

"Oh, don't worry about that," said the dog. "It's the place where the collar rubs on my
neck when my master chains me up at night."

"Chained up!" cried the wolf, "Do you mean that you are chained up at night? If I come to
live with you, will I be chained up at night too?"

That's right," answered the dog. "But, You'll get used to it soon enough. I hardly think
about it anymore."

"But, if I am chained up, then I won't be able to walk when I want to take a walk or to run
where I want to run," the wolf said. "If I come to live with you, I won't be free anymore."
After saying this, the wolf turned and ran away.

2) Fairy tale

Sleeping Beauty

Long ago there lived a King and Queen who said every day, "If only we had a child!" But for a
long time they had none.
One day, as the Queen was bathing in a spring and dreaming of a child, a frog crept out of the
water and said to her, "Your wish shall be fulfilled. Before a year has passed you shall bring a
daughter into the world."

And since frogs are such magical creatures, it was no surprise that before a year had passed
the Queen had a baby girl. The child was so beautiful and sweet that the King could not contain
himself for joy. He prepared a great feast and invited all his friends, family and neighbours. He
invited the fairies, too, in order that they might be kind and good to the child. There were
thirteen of them in his kingdom, but as the King only had twelve golden plates for them to eat
from, one of the fairies had to be left out. None of the guests was saddened by this as the
thirteenth fairy was known to be cruel and spiteful.

An amazing feast was held and when it came to an end, each of the fairies presented the child
with a magic gift. One fairy gave her virtue, another beauty, a third riches and so on -- with
everything in the world that anyone could wish for.

After eleven of the fairies had presented their gifts, the thirteenth suddenly appeared. She was
angry and wanted to show her spite for not having been invited to the feast. Without hesitation
she called out in a loud voice,

"When she is fifteen years old, the Princess shall prick herself with a spindle and shall fall down
dead!"

Then without another word, she turned and left the hall.

The guests were horrified and the Queen fell to the floor sobbing, but the twelfth fairy, whose
wish was still not spoken, quietly stepped forward. Her magic could not remove the curse, but
she could soften it so she said,

"Nay, your daughter shall not die, but instead shall fall into a deep sleep that will last one
hundred years."

Over the years, the promises of the fairies came true -- one by one. The Princess grew to be
beautiful, modest, kind and clever. Everyone who saw her could not help but love her.

The King and Queen were determined to prevent the curse placed on the Princess by the
spiteful fairy and sent out a command that all the spindles in the whole kingdom should be
destroyed. No one in the kingdom was allowed to tell the Princess of the curse that had been
placed upon her for they did not want her to worry or be sad.

On the morning of her fifteenth birthday, the Princess awoke early -- excited to be another year
older. She was up so early in the morning, that she realized everyone else still slept. The
Princess roamed through the halls trying to keep herself occupied until the rest of the castle
awoke. She wandered about the whole place, looking at rooms and halls as she pleased and at
last she came to an old tower. She climbed the narrow, winding staircase and reached a little
door. A rusty key was sticking in the lock and when she turned it, the door flew open.

In a little room sat an old woman with a spindle, busily spinning her flax. The old woman was so
deaf that she had never heard the King's command that all spindles should be destroyed.
"Good morning, Granny," said the Princess, "what are you doing?"

"I am spinning," said the old woman.

"What is the thing that whirls round so merrily?" asked the Princess and she took the spindle
and tried to spin too.

But she had scarcely touched the spindle when it pricked her finger. At that moment she fell
upon the bed which was standing near and lay still in a deep sleep.

The King, Queen and servants had all started their morning routines and right in the midst of
them fell asleep too. The horses fell asleep in the stable, the dogs in the yard, the doves on the
roof and the flies on the wall. Even the fire in the hearth grew still and went to sleep. The
kitchen maid, who sat with a chicken before her, ready to pluck its feathers, fell asleep. The
cook was in the midst of scolding the kitchen boy for a mess he'd made but they both fell fast
asleep. The wind died down and on the trees in front of the castle not a leaf stirred.

Round the castle a hedge of brier roses began to grow up. Every year it grew higher until at last
nothing could be seen of the sleeping castle.

There was a legend in the land about the lovely Sleeping Beauty, as the King's daughter was
called, and from time to time Princes came and tried to force their way through the hedge and
into the castle. But they found it impossible for the thorns, as though they were alive, grabbed
at them and would not let them through.

After many years a Prince came again to the country and heard an old man tell the tale of the
castle which stood behind the brier hedge and the beautiful Princess who had slept within for a
hundred years. He heard also that many Princes had tried to make it through the brier hedge
but none had succeeded and many had been caught in it and died.

The the young Prince said, "I am not afraid. I must go and see this Sleeping Beauty."

The good old man did all in his power to persuade him not to go, but the Prince would not listen.

Now the hundred years were just ended. When the Prince approached the brier hedge it was
covered with beautiful large roses. The shrubs made way for him of their own accord and let
him pass unharmed.

In the courtyard, the Prince saw the horses and dogs lying asleep. On the roof sat the sleeping
doves with their heads tucked under their wings. When he went into the house, the flies were
asleep on the walls and the servants asleep in the halls. Near the throne lay the King and
Queen, sleeping peacefully beside each other. In the kitchen the cook, the kitchen boy and the
kitchen maid all slept with their heads resting on the table.

The Prince went on farther. All was so still that he could hear his own breathing. At last he
reached the tower and opened the door into the little room where the Princess was asleep.
There she lay, looking so beautiful that he could not take his eyes off her. He bent down and
gave her a kiss. As he touched her, Sleeping Beauty opened her eyes and smiled up at him.
Throughout the castle, everyone and everything woke up and looked at each other with
astonished eyes. Within the month, the Prince and Sleeping Beauty were married and lived
happily all their lives.

3) Myth

ZEUS

In the northern part of Greece there was a very high mountain called Mount Olympus;
so high that during almost all the year its top was covered with snow, and often, too, it
was wrapped in clouds. Its sides were very steep, and covered with thick forests of
oak and beech trees.

The Greeks thought that the palaces of their gods were above the top of this
mountain, far out of the reach of men, and hidden from their sight by the clouds. Here
they thought that the gods met together in a grand council hall, and held great feasts,
at which they talked over the affairs of the whole world.

Zeus, who ruled over the land and the air, was the king of the gods, and was the
greatest and strongest among them. The strength of all the other gods put together
could not overcome him. It was he who caused the clouds to form, and who sent the
rain to refresh the thirsty earth. His great weapon was the thunderbolt, which he
carried in his right hand. But the thunderbolt was seldom used, for the frown and
angry nod of Zeus were enough to shake the palaces of the gods themselves.

Although Zeus was so powerful, he was also king and generous to those who pleased
him. The people who lived upon the earth loved as well as feared him, and called him
father. He was the most just of all the gods. Once when there was a great war
between the Greeks and another people, all the other gods took sides, and tried to
help those whom they favored all they could. But Zeus did not. He tried to be just, and
at last he gave the victory to the side which he thought deserved to have it.

The oak was thought to be sacred to Zeus because it was the strongest and grandest
of all the trees. In one part of Greece there was a forest of these, which was called the
forest of Dodona. It was so thick and that the sunbeams scarcely found their way
through the leaves to the moss upon the ground. Here the wind made strange low
sounds among the knotted branches, and people soon began to think that this was
their great god Zeus speaking to men through the leaves of his favorite tree So they
set this forest apart as sacred to him; and only his servants, who were called priests,
were allowed to live in it. People came to this place from all parts of Greece to ask the
advice of the god; and the priests would consult with him, and hear his answers in the
murmuring of the wind among the branches.

The Greeks also built beautiful temples for their gods, as we build churches. To these
temples they brought rich gifts of gold and silver and other precious things, to show
how thankful they were for the help which the gods gave them. In each temple there
was a great block of marble called the altar, and on this a small fire was often kept
burning by the priests. If anyone wished to get the help of one of the gods, he would
bring a dove, or a goat, or an ox to the temple, so that the priests might kill it, and burn
part of its flesh as an offering. For they thought that the smell of the burning flesh
pleased the gods.
Since Zeus was the greatest of the gods, many of the most beautiful temples in
Greece were built in his honor. A part of one of these temples to Zeus is still standing,
and you can see it if you ever go to Greece. It was made of the finest white marble,
and was surrounded on all sides by rows of tall columns beautifully carved.

In another temple there was a great statue of Zeus, made of ivory and gold. It was
over sixty feet high, and showed the god seated on a great throne which was covered
with carving. The robe of the god was of solid gold. But it was the face of the statue
which the Greeks though was most wonderful. It was so grand and beautiful that they
said: "Either the sculptor must have gone up into heaven and seen Zeus upon his
throne, or the god must have come down to earth and shown his face to the artist."

Besides building temples for their gods, the Greeks held great festivals in their honor
also. The greatest of these festivals was the one which was held in honor of Zeus at a
place called Olympia. Every four years messengers would go about from town to town
to give notice of it. Then all wars would cease, and people from all over Greece would
come to Olympia to worship the god. There they would find the swiftest runners racing
for a wreath of olive leaves as a prize. There they would also find chariot races and
wrestling matches and other games. The Greeks believed that Zeus and the other
gods loved to see men using their strength and skill to do them honor at their festivals.
So for months and months beforehand men practiced for these games; and the one
who gained the victory in them was looked upon as ever after the favorite of gods and
men.

4) Legend

Makahiya

Long time ago, there was a couple in Barangay Masagana (Pampanga today) who wanted a
daughter. Their wish was granted and the wife gave birth to a baby girl. They called her Maria.
Maria was very beautiful but very shy that she wouldn't go out from their house.

Weeks later, Spaniards came to their town. The Spaniards were very cruel that they get
everything they wanted. They rob houses and kill everyone who gets in their way and who
refuses to give what they wanted.

The couple was very frightened to lose their daughter so, they hid Maria in the bushes so the
Spaniards couldn't find her.

After the Spaniards left their town, the couple tried to look for Maria but they couldn't find her
even in the bushes where they hid her, instead they found a little plant that is very sensitive that
when you touch it, it would immediately close.
So they thought it was their daughter, Maria. They called the plant "Makahiya" that means
"touch me not," like their daughter who was very shy.

5) Folktale

The Frog Princess

any years ago a tsar had three sons. When they came of age he sent for them and said:

"My sons, before I am too old I want you to marry, and I would like to see my grandchildren."

The sons replied:

"In that case, father, give us your blessing. But whom are we to marry?"

"My sons," the tsar said, "take your bows, go out into the open field, and shoot an arrow.
Wherever it falls, there you will find your wife."

The sons bowed to their father, took their bows, went into the fields, drew them and shot their
arrows. The eldest son's arrow fell into a nobleman's courtyard, where it was picked up by his
daughter. The second son's arrow fell into a merchant's courtyard, and it was picked up by his
daughter. But the arrow shot by the youngest son, Prince Ivan, rose so high and flew so far that
he didn't know where to look for it. So he started to walk, and at last he came to a marsh. In the
marsh he saw a frog with his arrow in its mouth. He said to the frog:

"Frog, give me back my arrow."

But the frog replied:

"Then take me for your wife."

"Oh, come now," the prince said, "how can I have a frog as my wife?"

"But you must, for it is the tsar's will."

At first the prince tried to avoid it, but eventually he had to accept his fate and carry the frog
home.

Then the tsar arranged for the three marriages; his eldest son to the nobleman's daughter,
his second to the merchant's daughter, and the unhappy Prince Ivan to the frog.

After the weddings the tsar summoned his sons again, and told them:

"I want to see which of your wives is the finest needlewoman. Each one is to make me a shirt by
tomorrow."
 The sons bowed to their father and went to tell their wives. But when Prince Ivan arrived
home he sat down looking very miserable. The frog was jumping around on the floor, and it
asked him:

"You look very unhappy, Prince Ivan ? Are you in trouble?"

"My father has ordered you to make him a shirt by tomorrow," the prince answered.

"Do not worry, Prince Ivan," the frog said. "You just go to bed. You will feel better after a good
sleep."

So he went to bed. But the frog jumped out on to the verandah, threw off its skin and turned
into the wise Princess Vassilisa, a maiden so beautiful that words could never describe her. She
clapped her hands and cried:

"My faithful attendants, gather round and listen to me. Sew for me by tomorrow morning a shirt
like the one my own father used to wear."

When the prince woke up next morning the frog was jumping about the floor again, but a shirt
wrapped in linen was already lying on the table. He was overjoyed. He picked up the shirt and
took it to his father. When he arrived, the tsar was receiving the gifts from his two elder sons.
The eldest son spread out the shirt his wife had made. As the tsar accepted it he said:

"This is a shirt for everyday wear."

When the second son spread out his shirt, the tsar said:

"I could only go to the bath in that."

Then Prince Ivan unfolded his shirt; it was embroidered with gold and silver threads in
intricate patterns. The tsar took one look at it and declared:

"Now that is a shirt; I can wear it on important occasions."

The two elder brothers went oft home, remarking to each other as they went:

"It seems we were too quick to laugh at Ivan's wife; she is no frog, she is a witch."

Now the tsar sent for his sons again, and told them:

"Each of your wives is to bake a loaf of bread for me by tomorrow. I wish to find out which is the
best cook."

When Prince Ivan arrived home after seeing his father he looked so miserable that the frog
asked him:

"What is the matter, Prince Ivan?"

"You have to bake a loaf of bread for the tsar by tomorrow," Ivan answered.
"Do not worry; just go to bed. You will feel better after a good sleep."

At first the elder sons wives had made fun of Prince Ivan's frog wife. But now they had
changed their minds, and they sent an old kitchen woman to spy out how the frog was going to
bake bread. But the frog, being wise, realised their scheme. After kneading the dough it made a
hole in the top of the brick oven and poured the dough through the hole. The woman saw what
had been done, and ran to the elder brothers's wives and told them. So they set to work and did
the same. But after Prince Ivan had gone to bed the frog jumped out on to the verandah, turned
into the wise Princess Vassilisa, and clapped her hands:

"My faithful attendants, gather round and listen to me. Bake for me by the morning soft white
bread like the bread I ate at my father's table."

When the prince woke up next morning the loaf of bread was already lying on the table. It
was decorated with various fancy designs, and on its top was the shape of a city with walls and
gates. He was delighted, wrapped the bread in clean linen, and took it to his father. When he
arrived the tsar was receiving the loaves brought by his two elder sons. But their wives had
poured the dough into the ovens just as the old woman had told them, and all they had to show
for their labour were two burnt cinders. The tsar took the burnt loaf offered by his eldest son,
looked at it, and sent it straight to the servants's quarters.

Then he took the loaf from his second son, and sent it after the other. But when Prince Ivan
handed him his loaf the tsar said:

"Now this is such good bread, it should be eaten only on great occasions."

The tsar had arranged a banquet for the following day, and he ordered his sons to attend with
their wives. The thought of his frog wife attending a banquet made Prince Ivan feel far from
cheerful, and he returned home with his head hanging. As usual, the frog was jumping about the
floor. When it saw him it asked:

"Prince Ivan, what are you looking so miserable for? Has your father said something unpleasant
to you?"

"How can I help looking miserable, frog? My father has ordered me to bring you to a banquet;
and how can I show you to people?"

But the frog answered:

"Do not grieve, Prince Ivan. You go oft to the banquet by yourself, and I will follow later. When
you hear a knock and a clap of thunder, do not be afraid. If anyone asks you what it means, just
say: "That is my little frog who is coming riding in a little box."

So he went off to the banquet alone. His elder brothers arrived with their wives dressed in
their finery, wearing their jewellery, their faces painted and powdered. They laughed at Prince
Ivan and asked:
"Why did you not bring your wife with you? You could have carried her in a handkerchief.
Wherever did you find such a beauty? You must have searched all through the marshes for
her."

The tsar, his sons, their wives, and all the guests sat down at the oaken tables, which were
spread with embroidered tablecloths. But before they started to feast there was a loud knock
and a clap of thunder, so powerful that the palace shook. The guests were alarmed, and jumped
up from their seats. But Prince Ivan said:

"Do not be afraid. It is only my little frog coming. She is riding in a little box."

At that moment a gilded carriage drawn by six white horses drew up at the tsar's front door,
and the wise Princess Vassilisa stepped out. She was wearing an azure gown studded with
stars; on her head was a shining chaplet; she was so beautiful that the guests sat and stared.
She took Prince Ivan by the hand and he led her to the oaken table.

The guests began to eat and drink, and to make merry. But the wise Vassilisa only took one
sip from her glass, pouring the rest into her left sleeve. She only nibbled at her plate of swan
meat, and dropped the bones into her right sleeve. And when the two elder brothers's wives
noticed what she was doing they followed her example.

After the eating and drinking it was time for dancing. The wise Vassilisa took Prince Ivan's
hand and they danced together. And she danced so marvellously, so beautifully, that all the
guests were amazed. Then she waved her left sleeve, and suddenly a lake was formed in the
hall; she waved her right sleeve, and white swans floated on the lake. The tsar and his guests
were filled with astonishment.

Then the elder brothers's wives also danced. And when they danced they waved one sleeve,
but they only sprinkled the guests with wine; they waved the other sleeve, but only bones flew
out. One bone hit the tsar in the eye, and he was so angry that he drove both the wives out of
the palace.

Meanwhile, Prince Ivan quietly slipped out of the hall, and hurried home. He found the frog
skin lying on the verandah and threw it into the stove, where it burnt in the fire. When Princess
Vassilisa returned home she saw that the frog skin was gone. She sat down on a bench and
said to her husband sorrowfully:

"Ah, Prince Ivan, what have you done? If you had waited only another three days I would have
been yours for ever. But now I must say goodbye. You can look for me in the thirtieth kingdom
beyond three times nine lands. There you will find me with Kashchey the Deathless."

Then she turned into a grey cuckoo and flew out of the window. And the prince wept bitterly.
Bowing to all the four points of the compass he went off into the world to seek his wife, the wise
Princess Vassilisa. He walked for so long that he wore out his boots, his clothes were torn, and
the rain soaked through his cap. One day he happened to meet a very old man, who asked him:

"Hello, young man! What are you seeking, where are you going?"
The prince told him how he had lost his wife, and was now seeking her. And the old man said:

"Ah, Prince Ivan, what made you burn the frog skin? You did not have to wear it or take it off.
The wise Vassilisa was born cleverer and wiser than her father, and he was so annoyed that he
ordered her to be a frog for three years. What is done cannot be undone. Take this ball;
wherever it rolls, you follow boldly after it."

The prince thanked the old man and started to follow the ball. It rolled along, and he walked
behind it. In the open country he came across a bear, and took aim, intending to kill it. But the
bear spoke to him in a human voice:

"Do not kill me, Prince Ivan. Some day I shall be of service to you."

The prince had pity on the bear, and went on his way without shooting it. As he walked he
saw a drake flying above him.

He took aim to shoot it, but the drake spoke to him in a human voice:

"Do not kill me, Prince Ivan. I shall be of service to you."

So he had pity on the drake and went his way. Next a hare came running past. Ivan thought
he would shoot the hare; but it said in a human voice:

"Do not kill me, Prince Ivan. I shall be of service to you."

So he let the hare go, and went his way. He came to the blue sea and saw a pike lying on the
sand of the shore. It was hardly able to breathe, and it said to him:

"Prince Ivan, have pity on me; throw me back into the blue sea."

So he threw the pike into the sea, and followed the ball as it rolled along the shore. At last the
ball rolled into a forest. There the prince saw a little hut standing on a chicken leg, and twisting
round and round. He said to the hut:

"Little hut, little hut, stand just as you were built, with your back to the forest, your front to me."

Then the little hut turned with its front towards him, and its back to the forest. He went inside,
and saw an old witch, the Baba Yaga, lying on top of the stove, her chin resting on the shelf at
the top of the stove, and her nose pressed up against the ceiling.

"Why have you called on me, young fellow?" the old witch asked him. "Are you seeking your
fortune, or are you running away from it?"

"You old scold," the prince answered, "before you start asking questions you should give me
food and drink and a hot bath."

So the old witch Baba Yaga gave him a hot bath, gave him food and drink, and put him to
bed. Then the prince told her he was seeking his wife, the wise Princess Vassilisa.
"I know, I know," the old witch said. "Your wife is with Kashchey the Deathless now. It will be
difficult to get her away from him, Kashchey is not easy to deal with. His death is right at the
point of a needle, the needle is in an egg, the egg is in a duck, the duck is in a hare, the hare is
sitting in a stone chest, the stone chest is in the crown of a lofty oak, and Kashchey the
Deathless guards that oak as he would the apple of his eye."

Prince Ivan spent the night in the old witch's hut, and next morning she told him how to get to
the spot where the lofty oak was growing. The prince found the spot, and saw the oak standing,
rustling its leaves; in its crown was a stone chest, so high that it was very difficult to get at.

Suddenly a bear ran up and tore the oak up by its roots. The chest fell, and was smashed to
pieces. A hare leapt out of the chest, and fled at top speed. But a second hare chased after it,
overtook it, and tore it to pieces. But a duck flew out of the pieces, and sailed right up to the sky.
However, as the prince watched, a drake flew at the duck; as he struck her she let fall an egg,
and the egg dropped into the azure sea.

At the sight Prince Ivan shed bitter tears: how could he ever find that egg in the sea? But
suddenly a pike swam up to the shore with the egg in its mouth. The prince broke the egg, took
out the needle, and set to work to snap its point. As he snapped it Kashchey the Deathless
struggled and writhed. But he could do nothing: the prince snapped off the point of the needle,
and Kashchey died.

Then the prince went to Kashchey's white stone palace. The wise Princess Vassilisa ran out
to meet him, and kissed him on his lips. So Prince Ivan and Princess Vassilisa returned home,
and they lived happily to a ripe old age.
Tom : Where have you been?
Dick : I’ve been at the garage since four o’clock.
Tom : What happened?
Dick : My car broke down again.
Tom : Have you got it back yet?
Dick : No, they haven’t finished with it yet.
Tom : When will you get it?
Dick : I won’t get it until Saturday.
Tom : Well, at least you will have it in time for the weekend.
Dick : But I won’t have any money, and I’m going out on a date with Sisca. The repairs are
going to cost a lot.
Tom : Have you looked for a new car?
Dick : Yes, I have looked and looked.
Tom : Have you found a good one?
Dick : No, I haven’t found a real bargain yet.