CERITA RAKYAT INDONESIA

Rorojonggrang

Once upon a time, there was a prince named Raden Bandung Bondowoso, son of Pengging King named Prabu Damar Moyo. Raden Bandung Bondowaso was strength and poworful.
There was another kingdom named Keraton Boko, the king of Kearton Boko named Prabu Boko and his minister named Patih Gupalo, both of them were giant who ate the men. But Prabu Boko had a very beuutiful daughter named Rorojonggrang.

One day Pengging Kingdom wanted to attack the Penggging Kingdom. Prabu Boko and his soldiers attacked Pengging Kingdom, but he lost because of the strength and powerful of Raden Bandung Bondowoso. And Prabu Boko was killed.
 Raden Bandung Bondowoso ran to the Keraton Boko to catch Patih Gupalo. But in there, Raden Bandung Bondowoso met a beautiful lady. She is Rorojonggrang.
 Raden Bandung Bondowoso was fallen in love with her. And he asked to marry her. But Rorojonggrang rejected it, because she knew that Raden Bandung Bondowoso who had killed her father.
 To reject Raden Bandung Bondowoso proposal, Rorojonggrang asked him something. Rorojonggrang said :
 “if you want to marry me, you have to make a well and one thousand temples
in one night”
 Raden Bandung Bondowoso said Ok, and started to make a well known as Jalatunda and make 1000 temples helped by genies.
 Worried that raden bandung Bondowoso would finished them. Rorojonggrang ordered the girls to pound rice and burn stubbles in the east as sign that the morning had came. Raden Bandung Bondowoso stopped his job. But he felt that it was not morning yet. And he ask Rorojonggrang to count the temples. But the total was only 999 temples.
 Raden Bandung Bondowoso was getting mad, because Lorojongrang didn’t appreciate his effort.
 “You…. You Rorojonggrang, there is only one temple left, let you be the one who complete it. And for the girls here, there would be no men who marry you” cursed Raden Bandung Bondowoso angrily.

Then princess Rorojonggrang was transformed to be a stone statue. And now the statue of Lorojonggrang is still in Candi Prambanan.
 From the story above, have some valuable thigs to teach us to do not be so proud and to do not cheat someone. Becuase when we cheat someone, there will be something bad waiting.

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.

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.

“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.

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.

A Woman And The Bell Of Miidera

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.

Little Peachling

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?"

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.

"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.

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.

The Mirror of Matsuyama

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.