297 tale 18
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The father had committed
a fault and had to apologize to his children. On his way home, he tried to
find an appropriate tale for this occasion.
In the name of god
The monkey god was
sitting on his cloud and looked down on his work. He was very satisfied and
blew out the smoke of his cigar. A bit of burning ash fell to the ground and
inflamed a small forest. Fast he sent some rain to extinct it. He had just
succeeded and only some smoke could be seen as the wolf god from the north
came by.
“As far as I can see, you
are producing natural catastrophes on your playground, aren’t you?” His face
was plunged in a big grin wherein the sides of his mouth went from ear to
ear. “Me at least, I build big cities, factories, cars, airplanes and
churches.” Having said so, their conversation was disturbed by a rocket
flying through the cloud they were sitting on.
The panda god from the
east appeared behind them. “Hey, guys! Have you seen that? Mine are going to
conquer the stars!” The cloud staggered to his side as he sat down and the
monkey and wolf had to grab hold on the sides of the cloud in order not to
fall off.
The wolf turned to the
monkey again, “Couldn’t you send me some raw material and cheap workforce?
These animals will be well fed. There are some kinds of work my animals don’t
want to do anymore.” The panda touched the monkey’s shoulder in order to make
him look at him, “I will build some bridges, roads and railways on your
playground and you can send me raw material.” “Don’t listen to him! He only
wants power over your territory,” the wolf whispered into the monkey’s ear.
The panda seemed to have guessed what the wolf had said to the monkey. “The
wolf is a liar,” he shouted, “don’t you remember? For hundreds of years, he
captured your subjects to make them slaves working on his plantations and now
he doesn’t want them anymore.” “Do you want war?” the wolf shouted at the
panda. “I will give the elephants weapons to kill your allies, the lions!”
The wolf and the panda
stood opposite each other with gnashing teeth when the monkey left the cloud.
For a long time, he had tried to prevent the influence of the wolf and panda
on his playground but had not been very successful. He knew as well that it had
not been only the wolf capturing his subjects; it had also been himself
selling them to the wolf’s people for some pearls made of glass. He had got
some temples built for his own comfort and to be praised by his believers,
but had not developed his playground at all. Like in old times, he knew that development
and education of the animals would destroy their belief in him, the monkey
god. On the wolf’s and panda’s playgrounds, these gods were replaced by
money. The monkey god still preferred to have a statue in a temple instead of
his picture on a banknote or coin. But of course, there were advantages in
being praised as the god of money as well. The animals on the wolf’s playground
were democratic and created their future themselves, those on the panda’s
playground had their dictators to lead them. In both cases, these subjects
didn’t complain about any kind of trouble to their gods, the wolf and
panda; they elected a new president or chased their dictator. In his case,
the monkey god’s, his subjects didn’t dare to blame him for their misfortune.
For them, god committing a fault was still unconceivable.
Of course, me, the writer
supposes the children reading this tale being adult-minded and able to understand
the deeper meaning of it.
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Friday, 8 November 2019
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