Grandfather folklore


One of those family dinners it was, when there’s nice, fancy food and merry conversations with light laughter and jokes. My grandfather, as he swallowed the last spoonful of his Chinese rice, coughed animatedly to clear his throat, and then narrated a story, a folklore he had heard from someone else. He tells us many tales, of his own interesting, full led life and of the fiction world. That particular day, though, it was the latter.
“Once upon a time”, he began in a pleasant tone, “there lived a mighty king. This king, one night, had a strange dream. He decided to call upon the person who could interpret his dream, because kings’ dreams usually meant something. So the best man for the job was brought forward.
‘Can you interpret my dream for me?’ The king said, looking at his bowed head.
‘I can, sire. Please tell me what your dream was’, he humbly replied.
‘Well. I saw in my dream that all, all, of my teeth fell out one by one in quick succession. I woke up feeling that it meant something.’
‘It does, your Highness. Your teeth symbolize your relatives, and their falling like that means that all of them will die before you.’
The king, astonished but angered, called out to the guards and had him taken away.
‘Let his throat be cut off!’
The king was still confused. So he summoned the next best in his empire.
After he narrated his dream again, he was surprised at the answer he received.
‘Your teeth symbolize your relatives, and their falling like that means that all of them will die before you.’
He was disgusted by the interpretation, and sent him to be hanged.
The third person was then called into the king’s court. He cleverly answered the king’s question to the interpretation of his dream.
‘Sire, the teeth symbolize your relatives. Your dream means nothing more than the fact that you have been blessed with a very long life and that you shall outlive your family quite comfortably.’
The king, impressed by his response, let him go. He sat down with a heart set at ease.
So you see, the way with which a person speaks influences the content of his speech highly. The third person meant the same thing as the others, but he knew how to say it. And marvelously well he said it too.”
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