Malin Kundang
Long long time ago, there was a poor family consist of a mother and her son named Malin Kundang. Because of her husband had left her, the mother should worked alone.
Malin was smart boy but little naughty. When he was getting old, Malin felt sorry with his mother and asked for finding a job in big city.
“Mom,
I want to go to big city to find a job” asked Malin.
“don’t
leave me alone, son” said his mother.
“let
me go Mom” said Malin.
“Ok, but remember, don’t forget me and this village when you succeed there” said his mother.
The next day Malin went to the big city by a ship. After for years worked hard in the big city, he became rich man, he had many merchant ships. And he had married with a beautiful lady there. The news that Malin become rich man came to his mother. His mother felt so happy to hear that. She always waited her son came back in the beach every day, but Malin never came.
One day Malin’s wife want to see Malin’s mother. So Malin prepare the voyage to his village with big and beautiful ship to see his mother. Finally Malin came to his village with his wife. His mother had waited Malin in the beach.
“Ok, but remember, don’t forget me and this village when you succeed there” said his mother.
The next day Malin went to the big city by a ship. After for years worked hard in the big city, he became rich man, he had many merchant ships. And he had married with a beautiful lady there. The news that Malin become rich man came to his mother. His mother felt so happy to hear that. She always waited her son came back in the beach every day, but Malin never came.
One day Malin’s wife want to see Malin’s mother. So Malin prepare the voyage to his village with big and beautiful ship to see his mother. Finally Malin came to his village with his wife. His mother had waited Malin in the beach.
“Is
that you, Malin? I’m your mother, you remember” asked the mother.
“I
don’t know who are you old poor lady” said Malin.
“is
that your mother Malin?” said Malin’s wife
“No, I don’t have old ugly poor
mother like this” Malin said.
Hearing her son said like that, the mother felt sad and angry.
“Oh my mighty God, if he is my son, I cruse him and please turn him be a stone” the mother said.
Hearing her son said like that, the mother felt sad and angry.
“Oh my mighty God, if he is my son, I cruse him and please turn him be a stone” the mother said.
Then
the wind and storm rumbled and hit Malin’s ship. And after that, Malin’s body
became stone and allied with the reef.
Fairytale Bagendit
In ancient times to the north city of arrowroot there is a village whose
inhabitants are mostly farmers. Because the land in the village is very fertile
and is never short of water, the rice fields they always produce abundant rice.
But ev en so,
the residents of the village remains poor shortcomings.
It was still a little dark and dew still hanging on the leaves, but the
residents had rushed to their rice fields. Today is the day of harvest. They
will reap yellowed rice and sell it to a middleman named Nyai Endit.
Nyai Endit is the richest man in the
village. Her house is a luxury, rice barns are very broad due to be sufficient
to accommodate rice bought from farmers in the village. Yes I Do! All farmers.
And involuntary the farmers sell their crops to Nyai Endit.Mereka forced to
sell all their crops at a bargain price if you do not want to find the case
with guard-guard housekeeper Endit errand. Then if they run out of rice supply,
they have to buy from the housekeeper Endit with rising prices.
"Oh yes fate when we
change?" Said a farmer to his friend. "Do not hold me to live like
this. Why Well, God does not punish the usurer it? "
"Shhh,
do not kenceng-kenceng atuh, later there were heard!" Replied his friend.
"We have to be patient mah! Later will come retaliation in kind for people
who like to do injustice to others. Kan mah God never sleeps! "
Meanwhile the Nyai Endit was
checking the rice granary.
"Barja!"
Said the housekeeper Endit. "How Do? Are all the rice already purchased?
"Said the housekeeper Endit.
"Beres
Nyi!" Replied the guard named Barja. "It may be checked barn Nyi! The
barn is full filled with rice, some even still we keep out because it did not
fit anymore. "
"Ha
ha ha ha ...! Soon they will run out of rice and will buy padiku. I will be
rich !!! Nice One! Keep an eye on the farmers, do not let them sell their crops
elsewhere. Give a lesson for anyone who disobey! "Said Nyai Endit.Sure
enough, a few weeks later the villagers started to run out of food and even
many who have started to suffer from hunger. While Nyai Endit always partying
with fancy foods at home.
"Oh
sir, we are running out of rice supply. Soon we had to buy rice to Nyai Endit.
Next door neighbor said the price is now five times more than the first time we
sell. How ya pack? Yet we also need to buy other purposes. O Lord, give us
lighten up the load that we bear. "
That
grunt the villagers on arbitrariness Nyai Endit.
One hot afternoon, from the end of
the village seems a grandmother who walked bent. He passed the settlements with
a look of pity.
"Well,
sorry for these residents. They suffered only because of the behavior of a
course. It seems like this should be terminated immediately, "thought the
grandmother.
He
walked over to a resident who was pounding rice.
"Nyi!
I asked passengers, "said the grandmother.
"Yes
Grandma No what?" Said Nyi Mercy who are pounding the rice
"Where
can I find the richest man in this village?" Asked the grandmother
"Oh,
you mean the house Nyi Endit grandmother?" Said Nyi Mercy. "It's
close to Grandma. Grandma stay straight until you find a T-junction. Then
grandma turn left. Later grandmother will see a very large house. That's her
home. Indeed, there needs to be a grandmother at Nyi Endit what? "
"I
want to ask for alms," said the grandmother.
"Ah
useless grandmother asked him, going ga given. If hungry grandma, grandma could
eat at my house, but sober, "said Nyi Mercy.
"No
need," said the grandmother. "I Just want to know what would happen
if there was a beggar asking alms. O yes, please you tell other residents to
get ready to evacuate. Because soon there will be a big flood. "
"Grandma
kidding?" Said Nyi Mercy surprised. "Where there may be flooding in
the dry season."
"I'm
not joking," said the grandmother. "I am a person who will give
lessons on Nyi Endit. Therefore immediately mengungsilah, bring valuables
yours, "said the grandmother.
After
that, the grandmother went meniggalkan Nyi Mercy who was still dazed.
Meanwhile
Nyai Endit enjoying abundant dishes, as well as the centengnya. Beggar arrived
in front of the house Nyai Endit and directly confronted by the thugs.
"Hey
old beggar! Get out of here! Do not let this dirty terrace house trampling
feet! "Snapped guard.
"I
want to ask for alms. There may be leftover food that I can eat. It's been
three days I did not eat, "said the grandmother.
"What
do I care," snapped guard. "Just what I was your father? If you want
to eat so buy do not ask! There, a quick go before I drag! "
But the
old woman did not budge in his place. "Nyai Endit out! I want to ask for
alms. Nyai Endiiiit ...! "Cried the grandmother.
Centeng-
guard was trying to drag the grandmother who kept screaming, but to no avail.
"Who
the hell are screaming out," said Nyai Endit. "Disturb people eat
alone!"
"Hey
...! Who are you old grandmother? Why screaming in front of the house?
"Snapped Nyai Endit."I Just want to ask for a bit of food because it
has been three days I did not eat," said the grandmother. "Lah..ga
eat the same I ask why? Nothing! Get out of here! Later many flies kissed you
smell, "said Nyai Endit.
The
grandmother instead of going but instead stuck his stick into the ground and
looked Nyai Endit furiously. "Hey Endit ..! During this time God gave
rijki abundant but you're not grateful. You miser! While the villagers were
starving you even wasting food "cried the fiery grandmother. "I came
here as an answer to the prayers of the people who suffer because of your
doing! Now be prepared to receive your punishment. "
"Ha
ha ha ... You want to punish me? Not one of ya? You do not see the
guard-centengku much! Once at it, you'd be dead, "said Nyai Endit.
"No
need to bother me away," said the grandmother. "I'm going to go from
here if you can pull out my stick from the ground."
"Basic
crazy grandmother. How hard nyabut stick. Without any effort I could!
"Said Nyai Endit arrogant. Then hup! Nyai Endit tried to pull the stick
with one hand. Turns out the stick was not budging. He tried it with both
hands. Hup hup! Still not budge too.
"Damn!"
Said Nyai Endit. "Thugs! Unplug stick to it! Beware if not plucked up. I
cut your salary! "Guard-guard was trying to pull the stick grandmother,
but though it was drawn by three people, stick it remains unmoved.
"Ha
ha ha ... you do not succeed?" Said the grandmother. "It is not how
you power. See I would pull this stick. "Brut! With a jerk, the stick has
been lifted from the ground. Byuuuuurrr !!!! Suddenly from the former tancapan
stick grandmother gush of water is very swift.
"Endit!
This is the punishment for you! This water is the tears of the people who
suffer because of you. You and all your possessions will be submerged by the water!
"
Having
said this, the old woman suddenly disappeared somewhere. Stay Nyai Endit
panicked look overflowing with heavy water. He tried to run to save his
property, but the flood drowned along with his wealth faster.
In the
village has now formed a beautiful little lake. People called it 'Bagendit'. It
means lake and Bagendit derived from the word Endit. Some people believe that
sometimes we can see the leech of the mattress at the bottom of the lake. He
said it was an incarnation Nyai Endit are not able to escape from the trap
flood.
Origins Of Tangkuban Perahu
In
West Java, precisely in Bandung regency, there is a very beautiful recreation
area is Mount Tangkuban Perahu. Tangkuban Perahu means the boat overturned.
Named because its shape it resembles an upside down boat. It is said that
according to folklore parahyangan mountain was indeed an overturned boat.
Here's the story.
Thousands of years ago, the land Parahyangan led by a king and a queen
who just had a daughter. Princess was named Dayang Sumbi. She was very pretty
and intelligent, unfortunately she is very spoiled. On a day when she was
weaving in the porch of the palace, Dayang Sumbi feel weak and dizzy. He
dropped to the floor of the yarn spun many times. When pintalannya fall for the
umpteenth time Dayang Sumbi became angry and swore, she would marry whoever
wants to get pintalannya it. Right after those words were spoken oath, comes a
powerful dog named Tumang and submit it to the hand-spun Dayang Sumbi. So
inevitably, in accordance with the oath, Dayang Sumbi must marry the dog.
Dayang Tumang Sumbi and live happily until they were blessed with a
child in the form of a human child but have magic powers like his father. This
child was named Sangkuriang. In infancy, Sangkuring se then accompanied play by
a dog named Tumang that he knew only as a faithful dog, not as a father.
Sangkuriang grown into a handsome and gallant.
On a day Dayang Sumbi sent his son to go along with his dog to hunt deer
for the purposes of any party. After some time searching without success,
Sangkuriang feel desperate, but he did not want to disappoint her. So with very
forced him picked up the arrow and aimed it at Tumang. When he arrived home he
handed Tumang meat on her. dayanng Sumbi who thought it was venison meat, was
elated over her success.
Soon after the party Dayang Sumbi Tumang remembered and asked her son
where Tumang located. At first Sangkuriang fear, tapa finally he told her what
had happened to her mother. Dayang Sumbi became very angry, the anger he hit Sangkuriang
to pass out right in the forehead. For his actions that Dayang Sumbi expelled
from the kingdom by his father. Fortunately Sangkuriang regained consciousness
but blows her scars are very wide in adult keningnya.Setelah, Sangkuriang went
wandering to know the state of the outside world.
A few years later, Sangkuriang met a very beautiful woman. He
immediately fell in love with the woman. The woman was her own mother, but they
do not recognize each other. Sangkuriang propose, Dayang Sumbi also accept with
pleasure. The day before the wedding day, while stroking his fiancee hair,
Dayang Sumbi wide scar on the forehead Sangkuriang, she finally realized that
she almost married her own son. Knowing that Dayang Sumbi trying to thwart the
marriage. After thinking hard he finally decided to propose marriage
requirement that can not be granted by Sangkuriang. Condition is: Sangkuriang
must create a dam that can cover the entire mountain, and make a boat to
traverse the dam. All that must be completed before dawn.
Sangkuriang start working. Her love is so great at Sangkuriang gave him
a strange power. Do not forget he also uses the power he got from his father to
summon genies and help. With mud and soil water they stem from rivers and
springs. Sometime before dawn, Sangkuriang cut down a large tree to make a
boat. When Dayang Sumbi see that Sangkuriang almost completed its work, he
prayed to the gods to hinder his work and speed up the arrival of the morning.
The roosters crowed, the sun rises faster than usual and Sangkuriang
realized that he had been cheated. With so angry he cursed and kicked Dayang
Sumbi homemade boat nearly so to the middle of the forest. The boat was to be
there in a state upside down, and formed Tangkuban Perahu (boat menelungkub).
Not far from that place are the rest of felling a tree stump Sangkuriang, now
we know him as the Mount stumps. Dams are made Sangkuriang cause the entire
hill filled with water and form a lake where Sangkuriang and Dayang Sumbi
immerse yourself and not heard from again until now.
Cucumber Fairy Gold
In ancient times, there lived a couple of farmers. They lived in a village near the forest. They live
happily. Unfortunately they have not only blessed with a single child.
Every
day they pray to the Almighty. They prayed for a child immediately given. One
day a giant pass their residence. The giant heard the prayer of the couple. It
then gives them a giant cucumber seeds.
"Plant this seed. Later you will get a girl, "said the Giant.
"Thank you, Giant," said the husband and wife. "But there are
conditions. At age 17 the child should you leave it to me, "said the
Giant. The husband and wife were very long for a child. Because it without
thinking they agree.
The farmer's wife husband then plant the seeds of the cucumber. Every
day they take care of the plants start to grow it as good as possible. Months
later grew a golden cucumber.
Cucumber was increasingly large and heavy. When the fruit was ripe, they
pick it. With their carefully cut the fruit. How surprised they are, in the
fruit they find a very beautiful baby girl. The husband and wife were very
happy. They named the baby Cucumber Mas.
Years passed. Mas cucumbers grown into a beautiful girl. Both parents
are very proud of him. But they became very afraid. Because anniversary
Cucumber Mas 17th, the giant came back. The giant menangih promise to take
Cucumbers Mas.
The farmer was trying to calm. "Wait a minute. Cucumber Mas was
playing. My wife would call him, "he said. The farmer immediately see his
son. "Anakkku, take this," he said, handing me a cloth bag. "It
will help you fight the giant. Now flee as soon as possible, "he said. So
Cucumber Mas immediately fled.
The husband and wife were saddened by the departure of Cucumber Mas. But
they are not willing to have his son becomes food giant. Giant waited long
enough. He became impatient. He knew, had lied to the couple. Then he destroyed
the farmer's cottage. Then he chased Cucumber Mas into the woods.
Giant immediately ran after Cucumbers Mas. Giants closer. Cucumber Mas
immediately took a handful of salt from the cloth bag. Then salt was sprinkled
in the direction of the Giant. Suddenly a vast sea was spread. Giants forced to
swim with difficulty.
Cucumber Mas ran again. But then the Giants almost caught up. Cucumber
Mas back take a magical object from his pocket. He took a handful of chili. The
chili was thrown in the direction of the giant. Instantly tree with branches
and sharp thorns giant trap. Giant screaming in pain. While Cucumber Mas ran to
save themselves.
But the Giants really strong. He was again almost catch Cucumbers Mas.
So Cucumber Mas also issued three magical objects. He cast a magic cucumber
seeds. Instantly grew very wide cucumber field. Giant very tired and hungry. He
also ate a cucumber-fresh cucumber it with gusto. Because of too much eating,
sleeping giant.
Cucumber Mas back escape. He ran hard. But over time the power runs out.
Worse because the giant awoke from his sleep. Giant again almost caught.
Cucumber Mas very frightened. He also threw the last weapon, a handful of
shrimp paste. Again, a miracle occurred. An extensive mud lakes lie. The giant
fell into it. Hands almost reached Cucumbers Mas. But the lake was pulled to
the bottom mud. Giant panic. He could not breathe, and then sank.
Cucumbers Mas relief. He has survived. Cucumber Mas was returned to his
parents' house. Mom and Dad Cucumber Mas happy to see Cucumbers Mas survived.
They greet him. "Thank God. You saved my son, "they said happily.
Since
then Cucumber Mas can live in peace with his parents. They can live happily
without fear again.
Lutung Kasarung
Once upon a time, there was a king named Prabu Tapa Agung who had led a kingdom in West Java for a long time. He was getting old and therefore wanted to choose a successor. But unfortunately, he had no son. He thought of choosing one of his daughters, Purbararang and Purbasari. But it wasn’t an easy choice. They were both very pretty and smart. The only difference was their temperament. Purbararang was rude and dishonest, while Purbasari was kind and caring. With those considerations, Prabu Tapa Agung finally chose Purbasari to be his successor.
Purbararang didn’t agree with her
father’s decision. “It’s supposed to be me, Father. I’m the eldest daughter!”
Purbararang said. Prabu Tapa Agung smiled. “Purbararang, to be a queen takes
more than age. There are many other qualities that one must possess,” explained
Prabu Tapa Agung wisely. “What does Purbasari have that I don’t?” Purbararang
pouted. “You’ll find out when Purbasari has replaced me,” Prabu Tapa Agung
answered.
After the discussion, Purbararang went back to her room. “Is there something wrong?” asked Indrajaya. Indrajaya is Purbararang’s future husband. “I’m upset! Father chose Purbasari as his successor and not me! I have to do something!” Purbararang said. Driven mad by her anger, she came to a witch and asked her to send rash all over Purbasari’s body. Before going to bed, Purbasari started to feel itch all over her body. She tried applying powder to her body, but it’s no use. Instead, the itching grew even worse. She didn’t want to scratch it, but she just couldn’t help it. In the next morning, there were scratch mark all over Purbasari’s body. “What happened to you?” asked Purbararang, pretending to be concerned. “I don’t know, sis. Last night, my body suddenly felt very itchy. I scratched and scratched, and this is what happened,” Purbasari answered. Purbararang shook her head. “You must have done something really awful. You’ve been punished by the gods!”
That day, the whole kingdom was scandalized. “What have you done, Purbasari?” demanded Prabu Tapa Agung. Purbasari shook her head. “I didn’t do anything that would upset the gods, Father,” she answered. “Then how can you explain what happened to your body?” Prabu Tapa Agung asked again. “If you don’t confess, I’ll banish you to the woods.” Purbasari took a deep breath. “Like I said before, I didn’t do anything wrong. And I’d rather be thrown into the woods than to confess to a deed I didn’t commit.”
After a short discussion with his advisor, Prabu Tapa Agung ordered Purbasari to be moved to the woods. Purbasari was very sad, but she couldn’t do anything to defy her father’s order. She was accompanied to the woods by a messenger. He built a simple hut for Purbasari. After the messenger left, suddenly a black monkey came to Purbasari’s hut. He carried a bunch of bananas. From behind him, some animals looked on. “Are the bananas for me?’ Purbasari asked. The black monkey nodded, as if he understood what Purbasari said. Purbasari took the bananas with pleasure. She also said thanks. The other animals that were looking on also seemed to smile. “Are you willing to be my friend?” Purbasari asked them. All the animals nodded happily. Although she was living by herself in the woods, Purbasari never lacked of supplies. Everyday, there were always animals bringing her fruits and fish to eat.
A long time had passed since Purbasari was banished to the woods, but her body still itched. At some places, her skin was even ulcerating. What am I supposed to do?” Purbasari sighed. The monkey who was sitting next to her stayed still, there were tears in his eyes. He hoped Purbasari would remain patient and strong.
One night, on a full moon, the monkey took Purbasari to a valley. There is a pond with hot spring water. The monkey suddenly spoke, “The water of this pond will heal your skin,” he said. Purbasari was surprised, ”You can talk? Who are you?” she asked. “You’ll find out, in time,” the monkey said. Purbasari didn’t want to force the monkey. She then walked to the pond. She bathed there. After a few hours, Purbasari walked out of the pond. She was shocked to see her face reflected on the clear pond water. Her face was beautiful again, with smooth and clean skin. Purbasari observed her entire body. There were no traces of any skin ailments. “I’m cured! I’m cured!” Purbasari shouted in joy. She quickly offered thanks to the gods and also to the monkey.
The news of Purbasari’s condition quickly spread to the kingdom, irritating Purbararang. She then accompanied by Indrajaya go to the woods to see Purbasari. Purbasari asked if she would be allowed to go home. Purbararang said she would let Purbasari return to the palace if Purbasari’s hair were longer than hers. Purbararang then let her hair down. It was so long, it almost touched the ground. But it turned out that Purbasari’s hair was twice longer than Purbararang’s hair.
“Fine, so your hair is longer than mine.” Purbararang admitted. “But there is one more condition you must fulfill, do you have a future husband who is handsomer than mine?” said Purbararang as she walked toward Indrajaya. Purbasari felt miserable. She didn’t have a future husband yet. So, without much thought, she pulled the black monkey beside her.
Purbararang and Indrajaya burst out, but their laughter didn’t last long. The monkey meditates and suddenly transformed into a very handsome young man, a lot more handsome than Indrajaya. “I’m a prince from a kingdom far away. I was cursed to be a monkey because of a mistake I committed. I could regain my true form only if there’s a girl who would be willing to be my wife,” said the young man.
Finally, Purbararang gave up. She accepted Purbasari as the queen, and also confessed everything she had done. “Please forgive me. Please don’t punish me,” Purbararang said, asking for forgiveness. Instead of being angry, Purbasari smiled. “I forgive you, sis,” she said. Soon after, Purbasari become queen. Beside her was the handsome prince, the former monkey known as Lutung Kasarung.
After the discussion, Purbararang went back to her room. “Is there something wrong?” asked Indrajaya. Indrajaya is Purbararang’s future husband. “I’m upset! Father chose Purbasari as his successor and not me! I have to do something!” Purbararang said. Driven mad by her anger, she came to a witch and asked her to send rash all over Purbasari’s body. Before going to bed, Purbasari started to feel itch all over her body. She tried applying powder to her body, but it’s no use. Instead, the itching grew even worse. She didn’t want to scratch it, but she just couldn’t help it. In the next morning, there were scratch mark all over Purbasari’s body. “What happened to you?” asked Purbararang, pretending to be concerned. “I don’t know, sis. Last night, my body suddenly felt very itchy. I scratched and scratched, and this is what happened,” Purbasari answered. Purbararang shook her head. “You must have done something really awful. You’ve been punished by the gods!”
That day, the whole kingdom was scandalized. “What have you done, Purbasari?” demanded Prabu Tapa Agung. Purbasari shook her head. “I didn’t do anything that would upset the gods, Father,” she answered. “Then how can you explain what happened to your body?” Prabu Tapa Agung asked again. “If you don’t confess, I’ll banish you to the woods.” Purbasari took a deep breath. “Like I said before, I didn’t do anything wrong. And I’d rather be thrown into the woods than to confess to a deed I didn’t commit.”
After a short discussion with his advisor, Prabu Tapa Agung ordered Purbasari to be moved to the woods. Purbasari was very sad, but she couldn’t do anything to defy her father’s order. She was accompanied to the woods by a messenger. He built a simple hut for Purbasari. After the messenger left, suddenly a black monkey came to Purbasari’s hut. He carried a bunch of bananas. From behind him, some animals looked on. “Are the bananas for me?’ Purbasari asked. The black monkey nodded, as if he understood what Purbasari said. Purbasari took the bananas with pleasure. She also said thanks. The other animals that were looking on also seemed to smile. “Are you willing to be my friend?” Purbasari asked them. All the animals nodded happily. Although she was living by herself in the woods, Purbasari never lacked of supplies. Everyday, there were always animals bringing her fruits and fish to eat.
A long time had passed since Purbasari was banished to the woods, but her body still itched. At some places, her skin was even ulcerating. What am I supposed to do?” Purbasari sighed. The monkey who was sitting next to her stayed still, there were tears in his eyes. He hoped Purbasari would remain patient and strong.
One night, on a full moon, the monkey took Purbasari to a valley. There is a pond with hot spring water. The monkey suddenly spoke, “The water of this pond will heal your skin,” he said. Purbasari was surprised, ”You can talk? Who are you?” she asked. “You’ll find out, in time,” the monkey said. Purbasari didn’t want to force the monkey. She then walked to the pond. She bathed there. After a few hours, Purbasari walked out of the pond. She was shocked to see her face reflected on the clear pond water. Her face was beautiful again, with smooth and clean skin. Purbasari observed her entire body. There were no traces of any skin ailments. “I’m cured! I’m cured!” Purbasari shouted in joy. She quickly offered thanks to the gods and also to the monkey.
The news of Purbasari’s condition quickly spread to the kingdom, irritating Purbararang. She then accompanied by Indrajaya go to the woods to see Purbasari. Purbasari asked if she would be allowed to go home. Purbararang said she would let Purbasari return to the palace if Purbasari’s hair were longer than hers. Purbararang then let her hair down. It was so long, it almost touched the ground. But it turned out that Purbasari’s hair was twice longer than Purbararang’s hair.
“Fine, so your hair is longer than mine.” Purbararang admitted. “But there is one more condition you must fulfill, do you have a future husband who is handsomer than mine?” said Purbararang as she walked toward Indrajaya. Purbasari felt miserable. She didn’t have a future husband yet. So, without much thought, she pulled the black monkey beside her.
Purbararang and Indrajaya burst out, but their laughter didn’t last long. The monkey meditates and suddenly transformed into a very handsome young man, a lot more handsome than Indrajaya. “I’m a prince from a kingdom far away. I was cursed to be a monkey because of a mistake I committed. I could regain my true form only if there’s a girl who would be willing to be my wife,” said the young man.
Finally, Purbararang gave up. She accepted Purbasari as the queen, and also confessed everything she had done. “Please forgive me. Please don’t punish me,” Purbararang said, asking for forgiveness. Instead of being angry, Purbasari smiled. “I forgive you, sis,” she said. Soon after, Purbasari become queen. Beside her was the handsome prince, the former monkey known as Lutung Kasarung.
In the ancient monastery of
Miidera there was a great bronze bell. It rang out every morning and evening, a
clear, rich note, and its surface shone like sparkling dew. The priests would
not allow any woman to strike it, because they thought that such an action
would pollute and dull the metal, as well as bring calamity upon them.
When a certain pretty woman who lived in
Kyoto heard this, she grew extremely inquisitive, and at last, unable to
restrain her curiosity, she said: "I will go and see this wonderful bell
of Miidera. I will make it send forth a soft note, and in its shining surface,
bigger and brighter than a thousand mirrors, I will paint and powder my face
and dress my hair."
At length this vain and
irreverent woman reached the belfry in which the great bell was suspended, at a
time when all were absorbed in their sacred duties. She looked into the
gleaming bell and saw her pretty eyes, flushed cheeks, and laughing dimples.
Presently she stretched forth her little fingers, lightly touched the shining
metal, and prayed that she might have as great and splendid a mirror for her
own. When the bell felt this woman's fingers, the bronze that she touched
shrank, leaving a little hollow, and losing at the same time all its exquisite
polish.
Many hundred years ago
there lived an honest old woodcutter and his wife. One fine morning the old man
went off to the hills with his billhook, to gather a faggot of sticks, while
his wife went down to the river to wash the dirty clothes. When she came to the
river, she saw a peach floating down the stream; so she picked it up, and
carried it home with her, thinking to give it to her husband to eat when he
should come in.
The old man soon came down from the hills,
and the good wife set the peach before him, when, just as she was inviting him
to eat it, the fruit split in two, and a little puling baby was born into the
world. So the old couple took the babe, and brought it up as their own; and,
because it had been born in a peach, they called it Momotaro, or Little
Peachling.
By degrees Little Peachling
grew up to be strong and brave, and at last one day he said to his old foster
parents: "I am going to the ogres' island to carry off the riches that
they have stored up there. Pray, then, make me some millet dumplings for my
journey."
So the old folks ground the millet, and made
the dumplings for him; and Little Peachling, after taking an affectionate leave
of them, cheerfully set out on his travels.
As he was journeying on, he fell in with a monkey, who gibbered at him, and said: "Kia! kia! kia! where are you off to, Little Peachling?"
"I'm going to the ogres' island, to carry off their treasure," answered Little Peachling.
"What are you carrying at your girdle?"
"I'm carrying the very best millet dumplings in all Japan."
"If you'll give me one, I will go with you," said the monkey.
So Little Peachling gave one of his dumplings to the monkey, who received it and followed him. When he had gone a little further, he heard a pheasant calling: "Ken! ken! ken! where are you off to, Master Peachling?"
As he was journeying on, he fell in with a monkey, who gibbered at him, and said: "Kia! kia! kia! where are you off to, Little Peachling?"
"I'm going to the ogres' island, to carry off their treasure," answered Little Peachling.
"What are you carrying at your girdle?"
"I'm carrying the very best millet dumplings in all Japan."
"If you'll give me one, I will go with you," said the monkey.
So Little Peachling gave one of his dumplings to the monkey, who received it and followed him. When he had gone a little further, he heard a pheasant calling: "Ken! ken! ken! where are you off to, Master Peachling?"
Little Peachling answered
as before; and the pheasant, having begged and obtained a millet dumpling,
entered his service, and followed him.
A little while after this,
they met a dog, who cried: "Bow! wow! wow! whither away, Master
Peachling?"
"I'm going off to the
ogres' island, to carry off their treasure."
"If you will give me one of those nice millet dumplings of yours, I will go with you," said the dog.
"If you will give me one of those nice millet dumplings of yours, I will go with you," said the dog.
"With all my
heart," said Little Peachling. So he went on his way, with the monkey, the
pheasant, and the dog following after him.
When they got to the ogres'
island, the pheasant flew over the castle gate, and the monkey clambered over
the castle wall, while Little Peachling, leading the dog, forced in the gate,
and got into the castle. Then they did battle with the ogres, and put them to
flight, and took their king prisoner. So all the ogres did homage to Little
Peachling, and brought out the treasures which they had laid up. There were
caps and coats that made their wearers invisible, jewels which governed the ebb
and flow of the tide, coral, musk, emeralds, amber, and tortoise shell, besides
gold and silver. All these were laid before Little Peachling by the conquered
ogres.
So Little Peachling went
home laden with riches, and maintained his foster parents in peace and plenty
for the remainder of their lives.
Why The Sea Is
Salty
Hundreds of years ago there was a king who
had a very unusual stone hand mill. It looked like any other stone hand mill
but it had special powers. All one had to do was say what one wanted and turn
it and out would come what had been requested. If gold was requested, gold
would come out. If rice was requested, rice would come out. Whatever was
requested, the small hand mill would produce it.
A thief made up his mind to steal the hand
mill because once he had heard of it he couldn't get it out of his mind. For
days and days he thought about how to steal it but he could not come up with a
plan.
Then one day he dressed like a scholar and visited a court official who had access to the royal palace. They chatted about this and that and finally the thief said, "I heard that the King buried his strange hand mill in the ground because he doesn't trust his ministers."
"What's that? The King doesn't trust his ministers? Where did you hear such talk?"
"That's what they say in the countryside," said the thief, happy he had sparked the man's interest. "They say the King dug a deep hole and buried the hand mill because he is so afraid that someone will steal it."
"That's nonsense!" said the official. "The King's hand mill is beside the lotus pond in the inner court."
"Oh, is that so?" said the thief, trying to control his excitement.
"No one would dare try to steal the King's hand mill," said tht official. "Who would even think of trying when the thing is lying right beside the lotus pond where there is always lots of people coming and going."
The thief was so excited that all he could say was "Yes" and "That's right" until he was able to leave.
For many days the thief studied the situation. Then one very dark night, he climbed the palace wall and stole the hand mill from beside the lotus pond.
He was brimming with pride and confidence as he made his way back to the wall. But once outside the palace, he was overcome with fear of being discovered. His heart skipped a beat every time he met someone on the street. He decided to steal a boat and go to his hometown to hide because he knew that once the theft was discovered, everyone in the city and on the roads would be questioned.
Once at sea the thief lay back against the bow of the boat and laughed. Then he began to sing and dance as he thought about how rich he was going to be. Then he thought about what to request from the hand mill. He did not want to ask for something common and easy to obtain.
"Salt! Salt!" he suddenly shouted. "I'll ask for salt! Everyone needs salt. I can sell it and become a rich man. I'll be tht richest man in the country."
He fell down on his knees and began turning the hand mill, singing as he did, Salt! Salt! Make some salt! Then he began dancing and singing about being a rich man.
And the hand mill kept turning and turning. Salt spilled over the sides of the small boat but the thief just kept dancing and singing and laughing, all the time thinking about the big house he was going to have and the numerous servants who would serve him lavish meals.
Finally the boat was so full of salt that it sank to the bottom of the sea. And, since no one has ever told the hand mill to stop, it is still turning and making salt, which is why the sea is salty.
Dringking for Long
Life
Once upon a time, there was a big drinker who had never done any good and had never committed any sins either.
There were three people in his family; his
wife, his son and him. He desired his son to be ordained as a Buddhist monk.
Unfortunately, he died at the age of 50. It was before the ordination of his
beloved son.
Before his death, he told his family to put a
few bottles of alcohol in his coffin in order to quench his thirst with it
after he died.
After his death, his spirit went to hell. There,
the guardian of the dead asked him, “Why do you prefer alcohol? Is it tasty?”
“It is the greatest thing on earth I’ve ever
drunk. No words can explain its terrific flavour. Try it and you will know,”
said the man.
“What a pity! I won’t know its flavour
because in hell we don’t have anything like this,” said the guardian of the
dead.
“I take a few bottles of alcohol with me.
Here you are. Try it,” said the man.
After tasting the alcohol, the guardian was impressed. He drank a bottle of it and got drunk because he had never tried it before. After that both of them promised to be friends.
After tasting the alcohol, the guardian was impressed. He drank a bottle of it and got drunk because he had never tried it before. After that both of them promised to be friends.
The guardian of the dead told the man, “If you want anything, just tell me. I’m willing to help you.”
“I desire nothing other than to arrange the ordination for my son. Please let me go back home for only one more year. I long to be in the religious ceremony of my son,” the man begged the guardian.
As the guardian liked the man very much, he extended the man’s life by adding one more year to the age of him in a register. But he was blind drunk, so he wrote number 1 at the end of the figure 50 instead of erasing number 0 from the figure before writing number 1. As a result, the man’s age was 501, not 51.
When the man was alive again, he arranged the ordination for his son and then waited for the time to die. Many years passed by, but he didn’t die. He was so sad because his wife, his son and all the descendants were dead, but he wasn’t.
In ancient days there lived
in a remote part of Japan a man and his wife, and they were blessed with a
little girl, who was the pet and idol of her parents. On one occasion the man
was called away on business in distant Kyoto. Before he went he told his
daughter that if she were good and dutiful to her mother he would bring her
back a present she would prize very highly. Then the good man took his
departure, mother and daughter watching him go.
At last he returned to his home, and after
his wife and child had taken off his large hat and sandals he sat down upon the
white mats and opened a bamboo basket, watching the eager gaze of his little
child. He took out a wonderful doll and a lacquer box of cakes and put them
into her outstretched hands. Once more he dived into his basket, and presented
his wife with a metal mirror. Its convex surface shone brightly, while upon its
back there was a design of pine trees and storks.
The good man's wife had
never seen a mirror before, and on gazing into it she was under the impression
that another woman looked out upon her as she gazed with growing wonder. Her
husband explained the mystery and bade her take great care of the mirror.
Not long after this happy
homecoming and distribution of presents the woman became very ill. Just before
she died she called to her little daughter, and said: "Dear child, when I
am dead take every care of your father. You will miss me when I have left you.
But take this mirror, and when you feel most lonely look into it and you will
always see me." Having said these words she passed away.
In due time the man married
again, and his wife was not at all kind to her stepdaughter. But the little
one, remembering her mother's words, would retire to a corner and eagerly look
into the mirror, where it seemed to her that she saw her dear mother's face,
not drawn in pain as she had seen it on her deathbed, but young and beautiful.
One day this child's
stepmother chanced to see her crouching in a corner over an object she could
not quite see, murmuring to herself. This ignorant woman, who detested the
child and believed that her stepdaughter detested her in return, fancied that
this little one was performing some strange magical art--perhaps making an
image and sticking pins into it. Full of these notions, the stepmother went to
her husband and told him that his wicked child was doing her best to kill her
by witchcraft.
When the master of the
house had listened to this extraordinary recital he went straight to his
daughter's room. He took her by surprise, and immediately the girl saw him she
slipped the mirror into her sleeve. For the first time her doting father grew angry,
and he feared that there was, after all, truth in what his wife had told him,
and he repeated her tale forthwith.
When his daughter had heard
this unjust accusation she was amazed at her father's words, and she told him
that she loved him far too well ever to attempt or wish to kill his wife, who
she knew was dear to him.
"What have you hidden
in your sleeve?" said her father, only half convinced and still much
puzzled.
"The mirror you gave
my mother, and which she on her deathbed gave to me. Every time I look into its
shining surface I see the face of my dear mother, young and beautiful. When my
heart aches--and oh! it has ached so much lately--I take out the mirror, and
mother's face, with sweet, kind smile, brings me peace, and helps me to bear
hard words and cross looks."
Then the man understood and
loved his child the more for her filial piety. Even the girl's stepmother, when
she knew what had really taken place, was ashamed and asked forgiveness. And
this child, who believed she had seen her mother's face in the mirror, forgave,
and trouble forever departed from the home.
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