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alice in wonderland tagalog veOnce upon a time . . . there lived a woman who had no children. She dreamed of having a little girl, but time went by, and her dream never came true. She then went to visit a witch, who gave her a magic grain of barley. She planted it in a flower pot. And the very next day, the grain had turned into a lovely flower, rather like a tulip. The woman softly kissed its half-shut petals. And as though by magic, the flower opened in full blossom. Inside sat a tiny girl, no bigger than a thumb. The woman called her Thumbelina. For a bed she had a walnut shell, violet petals for her mattress and a rose petal blanket. In the daytime, she played in a tulip petal boat, floating on a plate of water. Using two horse hairs as oars, Thumbelina sailed around her little lake, singing and singing in a gentle sweet voice. Then one night, as she lay fast asleep in her walnut shell, a large frog hopped through a hole in the window pane. As she gazed down at Thumbelina, she said to herself: "How pretty she is! She'd make the perfect bride for my own dear son!" She picked up Thumbelina, walnut shell and all, and hopped into the garden. Nobody saw her go.Back at the pond, her fat ugly son, who always did as mother told him, was pleased with her choice. But mother frog was afraid that her pretty prisoner might run away. So she carried Thumbellna out to a water lily leaf ln the middle of the pond. "She can never escape us now," said the frog to her son. "And we have plenty of time to prepare a new home for you and your bride." Thumbelina was left all alone. She felt so desperate. She knew she would never be able to escape the fate that awaited her with the two horrid fat frogs. All she could do was cry her eyes out. However, one or two minnows who had been enjoying the shade below the water lily leaf, had overheard the two frogs talking, and the little girl's bitter sobs. They decided to do something about it. So they nibbled away at the lily stem till it broke and drifted away in the weak current. A dancing butterfly had an idea: "Throw me the end of your belt! I'll help you to move a little faster!" Thumbelina gratefully did so, and the leaf soon floated away from the frog pond. But other dangers lay ahead. A large beetle snatched Thumbelina with his strong feet and took her away to his home at the top of a leafy tree. "Isn't she pretty?" he said to his friends. But they pointed out that she was far too different. So the beetle took her down the tree and set her free. It was summertime, and Thumbelina wandered all by herself amongst the flowers and through the long grass. She had pollen for her meals and drank the dew. Then the rainy season came, bringing nastyweather. The poor child found it hard to find food and shelter. When winter set in, she suffered from the cold and felt terrible pangs of hunger. One day, as Thumbelina roamed helplessly over the bare meadows, she met a large spider who promised to help her. He took her to a hollow tree and guarded the door with a stout web. Then he brought her some dried chestnuts and called his friends to come and admire her beauty. But just like the beetles, all the other spiders persuaded Thumbelina's rescuer to let her go. Crying her heart out, and quite certain that nobody wanted her because she was ugly, Thumbelina left the spider's house. As she wandered, shivering with the cold, suddenly she came across a solid little cottage, made of twigs and dead leaves. Hopefully, she knocked on the door. It was opened by a field mouse. "What are you doing outside in this weather?" he asked. "Come in and warm yourself." Comfortable and cozy, the field mouse's home was stocked with food. For her keep, Thumbelina did the housework and told the mouse stories. One day, the field mouse said a friend was coming to visit them. "He's a very rich mole, and has a lovely house. He wears a splendid black fur coat, but he's dreadfully shortsighted. He needs company and he'd like to marry you!" Thumbelina did not relish the idea. However, when the mole came, she sang sweetly to him and he fell head over heels in love. The mole invited Thumbelina and the field mouse to visit him, but . . . to their surprise and horror, they came upon a swallow in the tunnel. It looked dead. Mole nudged it wi his foot, saying: "That'll teach her! She should have come underground instead of darting about the sky all summer!" Thumbelina was so shocked by such cruel words that later, she crept back unseen to the tunnel. And every day, the little girl went to nurse the swallow and tenderly give it food. In the meantime, the swallow told Thumbelina its tale. Jagged by a thorn, it had been unable to follow its companions to a warmer climate. "It's kind of you to nurse me," it told Thumbelina. But, in spring, the swallow flew away, after offering to take the little girl with it. All summer, Thumbelina did her best to avoid marrying the mole. The little girl thought fearfully of how she'd have to live underground forever. On the eve of her wedding, she asked to spend a day in the open air. As she gently fingered a flower, she heard a familiar song: "Winter's on its way and I'll be off to warmer lands. Come with me!" Thumbelina quickly clung to her swallow friend, and the bird soared into the sky. They flew over plains and hills till they reached a country of flowers. The swallow gently laid Thumbelina in a blossom. There she met a tiny, white-winged fairy: the King of the Flower Fairies. Instantly, he asked her to marry him. Thumbelina eagerly said "yes", and sprouting tiny white wings, she became the Flower Queen!rsion
Cupid and Psyche Script
1. EXT. CENTER STAGE. SPOTLIGHT (Psyche).
Psyche is sitting on a chair (alone and lonely)
Is this gift a curse? I never wished for this beauty!
My only desire is to love and to be loved… (Sigh)
(Spotlight expanding) People visits her to give gifts and praise
Man # 1
O Great Beauty… Accept this humble present from us, your faithful servants
(Psyche refuses the gift)
I cannot accept this gift because i do not deserve to be worshipped
I am not a goddess! (Higher tone)
Man # 2
But … your splendour cannot be compared with what Venus has
2. EXT. UPPER LEFT SIDE. SPOTLIGHT (Venus).
Venus walking back and forth (worried and mad)
Venus (SARCASTIC but Calm)
I? The goddess of love and BEAUTY? Cannot be compared to a mere mortal like her?
I am insulted… VERY Insulted!!!
(Sits on her throne)
Very well… She leaves me with no other choice…
I’m still the goddess of love and beauty after all… (Chuckle)
EXT. UPPER RIGHT STAGE. Spotlight.
(Cupid playing with his arrows)
Venus (sweet and persuading tone)
Cupid, my beloved son, an act of your kindness is what I needed now…
(Cupid bows down)
I am grateful that you have come to me…
(Cupid stands up)
VENUS (cheerful and devious)
I need you to use your power… The power to make anyone…
Fall in love with any person…
Well… I can do that…
But this time is different… You need to make her fall in love with most despicable
Creature in the entire universe…
There’s no problem in that… so where is this lady you are talking about…
(Venus pointed at Psyche [make yourself pretty]) (2 spotlights)
She is Psyche… Then, I’ll leave it all up to you
Venus fled away. Cupid is speechless and has fallen into his knees.
4. INT. CENTER STAGE. PSYCHE’S HOUSE.
I’m tired of this life… I’m tired of being admired instead of being loved.
I need Love! I want Love!
Psyche’s father enters
PSYCHE’S FATHER (troubled)
I don’t know how or what are you feeling right now…
But I am sure that you are in great pain
He hugs Psyche
PSYCHE’S FATHER (determined)
And so… I must travel to Apollo’s oracle and asks what we need to do…
Wait for me and I’ll bring the joy of your life…
Psyche nods. Father left.
5. INT. CENTER STAGE. PSYCHE’S HOUSE.
Psyche’s father enters (depressed)
And? what did it tell you?
The or… (Gulp) the oracle told me…that…
That you should be dressed in the deepest mourning…
Then, we should leave you on the summit of a rocky hill…
Psyche forced herself to smile
Is that all? Then, I shouldn’t be standing here…
I should get ready to meet my future spouse!
Psyche tried to run into her room
WAIT! I’m not yet finished… Your Future husband is not a human…
But a fearful winged serpent!
All was shocked
SISTER # 1
Psyche, you should stop this! It will only give you a greater pain…
Your sister is right… I won’t hand you to a despicable creature!
PSYCHE (Sad smile)
You are wrong! This is the end of my lifelong suffering!
Rejoice for me for I have found my destiny…
They hugged together.
6. EXT. UPPER RIGHT SIDE STAGE. HILLTOP.
Psyche sat on hilltop. (Trembling with fear). Zephyr slowly lifts her up.
Then, gently lands her on a grassy meadow.
Whoa… it’s better than my bed back home… (Yawn)
Psyche slowly fell into a deep sleep.
Woke up in front of Cupid’s mansion.
VOICE # 1
Lady Psyche, Welcome to your new Home!
Who are you? What do you want from me?
VOICE # 2
Do not be afraid, my lady, we are your most faithful servants…
We were trained to fulfil your desires.
VOIICE # 3
We know that you are tired and starving, my lady…
So we prepared a feast for you.
Psyche sat on the chair, and enjoys the most delicious food she ever tasted.
7. INT. CENTER STAGE. CUPID’S BEDROOM
Psyche sits on their bed.
When will my husband come? Did he really want me?
Am I not qualified to be his wife?
VOICE # 2
Relax my lady; I assure you he will come…
VOICE # 3
He will be coming soon… Very soon…
Psyche lied down and slept. (Spotlight Cupid) Cupid lies down beside Psyche and hugs her.
Welcome home, my dearest wife…
Psyche slowly opens her eyes (half). She smiled.
Play the Recorded Voice Over.
I knew it… he is not a horrible creature… His warm hands are the evident…
Psyche grabs the hands of Cupid from behind.
8. INT. CENTER STAGE. CUPID’S BEDROOM.
Psyche is sitting on their bed. Brushing her hair.
Psyche, I’ve come here to warn you to a great danger you’ll face…
What danger? Explain it to me so I can avoid it…
The danger is your sisters.
They will come to the hill where you disappeared to mourn for you.
My sisters are not… and will never bring me harm! (Higher tone)
So please, grant me this wish to see my dear sisters.
I want to let them know that I am safe and happy in your care.
You will bring yourself to your own destruction.
It will never be!
I’ll let you see your sister, but promise me this…
Don’t be persuaded by anyone to try to see me.
I solemnly promise… I am so grateful for granting me this favour.
Psyche smiled and slept.
9. INT. CENTER STAGE. CUPID’S LIVING ROOM.
Psyche and her two sisters saw each other and tightly hugged together.
SISTER # 2
Psyche, we miss you so much… we thought something terrible happened to you…
SISTER # 1
We are so glad that you are still alive…. and still… beautiful…
(Chuckled) Well… I was scared at first but after knowing my husband….
The fright that I felt changed into love…
SISTER # 1 (day dreaming)
So how was he? Gorgeous? Muscular? Or Charming?
Well… um… he is a young man…um… he is now away for… umm…
For a Hunting expedition!
Psyche acted strange and secretive.
It’s getting late, you should go now…
Psyche handed some jewels and gold.
Here, accept these as a present from me and from my husband.
The sisters left and Psyche was relieved to be alone. ALL was dark.
10. INT. CENTER STAGE. CUPID’S BEDROOM.
CUPID [VOICE] (desperate)
Psyche, I beg you…Please stop this nuisance…
I f this continues, we both suffer and you will never ever see me again…
But we have done nothing wrong to bring you harm…
If we continue arguing, then this will be harmful for the both of us!
CUPID [VOICE] (lax)
Psyche, do what you want but don’t blame me if something happens.
11. EXT. CENTER STAGE. CUPID’S MANSION.
The two sisters were waiting for Psyche and plotting their evil scheme.
Psyche came and hugged her sisters.
Thank you for coming and filling these lonely hours for me.
SISTER # 1
Lonely hours? Why? Where is your husband?
Um… he is still in the hunting expedition…
SISTER # 2
I see… well my husband and I like hunting; we might bump into each other someday.
How does he look like?
Well… I’m bad in describing people so I don’t know how to describe him,
SISTER # 2
Then, how about his name?
PSYCHE (almost crying)
His name…. Na…. me…. is… I don’t know…. I don’t know his name…
Psyche loudly cried. And has fallen into her knees.
SISTER # 1(fake concern)
Oh my, he might be the one that the oracle is talking about.
SISTER # 2 (deep tone)
The fearful winged serpent!
Psyche pulled one of her sister’s legs.
NO! He can’t be… He is gentle and sweet!
SISTER # 1
How would you know? You never met him. It must be a disguise to trick you.
Psyche let go of her sister’s leg. Sister # 2 will help her get up.
SISTER # 2
Psyche, don’t be sad. There is a way that you can see his true nature!
What? What is it?
They whisper the plan to Psyche. Psyche looked sad after hearing it.
12. INT. CENTER STAGE. CUPID’S BEDROOM.
Psyche is lying in her bed. Cupid came and slept beside Psyche. Voice over Playing.
PSYCHE (THOUGHT) [confused]
Should I do it? Should I?
What if? Just what if it’s true? Will I be able to handle the truth?
I wanted to be with him forever! But I wanted to see him so much!
I want to see his smile…. his eyes… his everything… (Descending tone)
Psyche slowly stands up. Took the lamp. (Spotlight: Cupid). Took out the dagger.
Psyche looked at Cupid and stare (teary eyes)
He … he is my husband?
Not a horrifying creature… but the most stunning I have ever seen…
She dropped the dagger. Psyche slowly reached for Cupid’s face.
One touch… one touch will be enough!!!
Some hot oil from the lamp dropped on Cupid’s shoulder. Cupid woke up. Psyche gently touch Cupid.
Oh no! Are you alright? Does it hurt?
Cupid pushed Psyche away.
Don’t touch me! You betrayed me and disobey me!
Why didn’t you believe me that they will bring us harm?
Don’t you trust me, your husband?
PSYCHE (scared and worried)
I’m sorry… I’m sorry…
I got confused… and… And… I didn’t know what I should do…
And… And… I don’t know… I just want to see you!!!
Cupid runs away.
Love cannot live if there is no trust!
The god of love? Cupid?
Psyche loudly cried. (Shivers)
He was my husband… and wretch that I am for not believing him…
I s he gone forever? Will I never see him again?
What should I do? I want him back!!! I want him back…
PSYCHE stood up.
I’ll bring him back… even if it takes a lifetime!
13. EXT. RIGHT SIDE. VENUS’ TEMPLE.
Psyche offers some gifts to the statue of Venus. Voice over playing.
I know this is not a good plan, but it might work.
He might be at his mother’s. There is a greater possibility that we’ll meet again
Psyche prayed to Venus.
O great goddess. I brought you destruction… but hear me out and I’ll be your servant!
When she was about to return, Venus appeared in front of her.
Finally, I have met the devious mortal that put shame in my family.
It wasn’t my intention…
Venus looked at her angrily. Psyche bows her head.
Why are you here? Aren’t my son enough for you?
Do you still want to hurt other with you bewitched beauty?
Wait! You misunderstood me. I never wanted this beauty in the first place!
How dare you! You aren’t grateful for the gift that the heaven bestowed unto you?
You disgust me!
Psyche looked ashamed
Something must be done with that ill mannered attitude of yours!
I’ll discipline you with most diligent and painful training.
Venus smiled and laughed wickedly. She left and Psyche followed her.
14. INT. LEFT SIDE. Closed ROOM.
Venus and Psyche entered the room. Venus pointed at the sacks in the corner.
Those sacks are filled with different kinds of seeds…
You must sort them out by nightfall….
By nightfall? I can’t do it all alone…
It will take days or even months to sort them out!
It’s not my problem… I mean, this is for your own sake…
Venus departed. Psyche is “playing” with the seeds.
PSYCHE (helpless then determined)
What do I need to do? (Sigh)
But I shouldn’t give up; I must try hard for Cupid.
ANT #1 (squeaky voice)
Psyche… Psyche… look down!
Ants? Little ants? Are you here to help me?
ANTS # 2
We are at you service, our Lady. It is our pleasure to help a great beauty like you…
Thank you… oh… thank you very much!!! I’ll never forget you my little ones…
The ants Helped Psyche in sorting the seeds. Morning came.
The ants went away after sorting. Venus came.
How… How… How did you do it? Someone help you right?
Aaaaaa…. It’s a secret… (Chuckled)
VENUS (Sarcastic warning)
So this task is easy for you, but the next is harder so be careful…
EXT. LEFT SIDE. RIVERBANK.
Venus and Psyche are standing at the riverbank.
I need you to fetch me some wool!
Then wool it is!
Not just any wool but Shining Golden wool!!! Down there near the riverbank.
Go now and I don’t like waiting.
Venus pushed her a little and went away. Psyche stared at her reflection.
I talk too much, I thought that I can do everything but I can’t… arghh!!!
Dying! Dying will end my suffering!
Wait! You mustn’t drown yourself!
Indeed your life is miserable but it will end.
Before this, you need to accomplish this task.
Psyche wipe off her tears and listen to the reed.
Wait until the sun sets, the sheep will rest beside the river that is your chance to
Get the wool stuck on the briars.
Thank you my dear friend!! I owe you!!!
Psyche did what she was told. She went back to Venus.
16. INT. BACK CENTER STAGE. VENUS’ MANSION.
Psyche gave Venus the golden wool!
So these tasks are easy for you? then beware of the next one!
It is very impossible for a mortal to accomplish this task.
Psyche looked worried. Venus threw the flask to Psyche. Psyche caught the flask.
VENUS (devious tone)
You need that for this job. I need you to fill that with black water from that hill.
That water is the source of the most fearful river, the river Styx!
But I can’t reach it. It’s too high for me? How will I get some water?
Well… it’s for you to found out!
17. EXT. BACK RIGH STAGE. FALLS.
Psyche was staring at the falls and tries to figure out how she can fill the flask.
The stones are sharp so I can’t climb up…
I mean I know someone will help me with this task but what will it be?
An eagle soar towards Psyche. Psyche sat at the back of the eagle. The eagle flew towards the fall. Psyche filled the flask with black water.
Thank you my big friend!!! I can’t do it without you.
18. INT. BACK CENTER STAGE. VENUS’ MANSION.
Psyche gave the flask to Venus. Venus accepts it.
This will be your final task!
Go to the underworld and ask Persephone if she could lend me some of her beauty.
Venus gave the box to Psyche.
You will carry her beauty with this.
What will I tell her if she asks why?
Tell her that… that… um… I am so worn-out from nursing my beloved Cupid…
Psyche went on to find the road to Hades.
19. EXT. LEFT SIDE. TOWER.
A man approached Psyche.
You are looking for the roads to Hades right?
Yes, I do! Do you know how to get there?
Yes, of course… But before I tell you the directions, you need this penny and this cake.
Guide gave Psyche the penny and the cake.
What will I do with these?
These are you gate passes. You give the penny to Charon,
He will lead you to Proserpine’s mansion.
And at the mansion, you’ll encounter a three-headed dog called Cerberus.
You will give this piece of cake to it so that he will let you pass the gate.
Phew… I’m scared but ready… so where should I head to…
The guide showed Psyche how she will get there.
20. INT. WHOLE STAGE. FROM LEFT TO RIGHT. UNDERWORLD.
Psyche rode the boat led by Charon. Passed the gate guarded by Cerberus. She met Proserpine.
Goddess of the underworld, I am here on behalf of Venus.
She needed your help. She needs to restore her beauty.
Her beauty was drained because of nursing his son.
Wel… I am delighted to help the goddess of Beauty.
Proserpine held the box and slowly move it towards her face. She closed the box,.
Gave it back to Psyche.
Thnak you… Thank you for this great help…
She rushed towards back to the upper world.
What if I use some of this beauty charm?…
i looked so weary and Cupid might not love me anymore if i look like this.
Psyche opened the box and was surprised that nothing was there.
Then a lanquor took over her and fell into deep sleep.
Cupid flew out from the window of he palace.
Saw Psyche and flew towards her.
Relax, my dear for I am here beside you.
Cupid touched Psyche’s eyes and put the sleep back in the box.
Then he took one of his arrows and pricked Psyche. Psyche woke up. They hugged each other.
You fool, why did you hav to do that? Do you know how worried I am?
I’m sorry… I’m sorry… Please don’t leave me again… Stay by my side…
I won’t ever…so come to me… and all our sufferings will end.
21. INT. WHOLE STAGE. OLYMPIA.
Cupid and Psyche were rushing towards Jupiter. Bows down to Jupiter
Grant me this great favour. Let us live a happy marriage life.
Let us become one with blessing you’ll bestow unto us.
Even though you brought me great harm in the past for making me fall in love
Over and over again, but I cannot refuse your desire. So do not be worried.
Jupiter stood up.
I declare to all of you that with my blessing I pronounce Cupid and Psyche as husband
and wife. No one shall ever interrupt their marriage or you shall face me and my thunderbolts.
The gods and goddesses whisper to each other.
There won’t be any complaints if Psyche was immortal, right?
Then, Hermes, bring me the ambrosia and I’ll bestow immortality to this young lady.
Hermes gave the ambrosia to Psyche. Psyche tasted it and she became immortal.
Cupid and Psyche hugged each other.
We will now be together forever. Nothing will stand between our love.
What about your mother? Will she accept me?
Venus walked towards them.
I accept you! You are the love of my son so I don’t have any choice but to accept you.
And… its because you are a goddess now that i agree on your marriage.
Cupid, Psyche and Venus hugged each other.
Spotlight ; Cupid and Psyche. Still Hugging each other.
Cupis, You are the LOVE of my life.
Psyche, You are my SOUL. I can’t live without you.
Cupid and Psyche looked at each other and slowly moving their face towards each other.
(one inch away—black out—Closed Curtains)
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The kimono of a woman who is married (tomesode) differs from the kimono of a woman who is not married (furisode). The tomesode sets itself apart because the patterns do not go above the waistline. The furisode can be recognized by its extremely long sleeves spanning anywhere from 39 to 42 inches, it is also the most formal kimono an unwed woman wears. The furisode advertises that a woman is not only of age but also single.
The style of kimono also changes with the season, in spring kimonos are vibrantly colored with springtime flowers embroidered on them. In the fall, kimono colors are not as bright, with fall patterns. Flannel kimonos are ideal for winter, they are a heavier material to help keep you warm.
One of the more elegant kimonos is the uchikake, a long silk overgarment worn by the bride in a wedding ceremony. The uchikake is commonly embellished with birds or flowers using silver and gold thread.
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A long time ago, cricket fighting caught on in the imperial court, with the emperor leading the fad. A local magistrate in Huayin, who wanted to win the favor of the monarch, tried in every way to get him the best fighting crickets. He had a strategy for doing so: He managed to get a cricket that was very good at fighting. He then made his subordinates go to the heads of each village and force them to send in a constant supply of fighting crickets. He would send to the imperial court the crickets that could beat the one he was keeping. Theoretically, everything should have worked smoothly. However, as the magistrate was extremely zealous to please the emperor, he meted out harsh punishment on any village heads who failed to accomplish their tasks. The village heads in turn shifted the burden to the poor villagers, who had to search for the crickets. If they failed to catch them, they had to purchase them from someone else, or they had to pay a levy in cash. The small insects suddenly became a rare commodity. Speculators hoarded good crickets, buying them at a bargain and selling them for an exorbitant price. Many village heads worked hand in hand with the speculators to make profits. In so doing, they bankrupted many a family. Cheng Ming was one such villager. The head of his village delegated part of his duties to him because he found Cheng Ming easy to push around. Cheng Ming did not want to bully his fellow villagers as the village head did him, so he often had to pay cash out of his own pocket when he failed to collect any competent crickets. Soon the little proper ties he had were draining away, and he went into a severe depression. One day, he said to his wife that he wanted to die.“Death is easy, but what will our son do without you?” asked his wife, glancing at their only son, sleeping on the kang. “Why can’t we look for the crickets ourselves instead of buying them? Perhaps we’ll strike some goodluck.” Cheng Ming gave up the idea of suicide and went to search for crickets. Armed with a tiny basket of copper wires for catching crickets and a number of small bamboo tubes for holding them, he went about the tedious task. Each day he got up at dawn and did not return until late in the evening. He searched beneath brick debris, dike crevices, and in the weeds and bushes. Days went by, and he caught only a few mediocre crickets that did not measure up to the magistrate’s standards. His worries increased as the dead line drew closer and closer. The day for cricket delivery finally came, but Cheng Ming could not produce any good ones. He was clubbed a hundred times on the buttocks, a form of corporal punishment in the ancient Chinese judicial system. When he was released the next day, he could barely walk. The wound on his buttocks confined him to bed for days and further delayed his search for crickets. He thought of committing suicide again. His wife did not know what to do
Then they heard about a hunchbacked fortune teller who was visiting the village. Cheng Ming’s wife went to see him. The fortune teller gave her a piece of paper with a picture on it. It was a pavilion with a jiashan (rockgarden) behind it. On the bushes by the jiashan sat a fat male cricket. Beside it, however, lurked a large toad, ready to catch the insect with its long, elastic tongue. When the wife got home, she showed the paper to her husband. Cheng Ming sprang up and jumped to the floor, forgetting the pain in his buttocks.“This is the fortune teller’s hint at the location where I can find a perfect cricket to accomplish my task!” he exclaimed.“But we don’t have a pavilion in our village,” his wife re minded him.“Well, take a closer look and think. Doesn’t the temple on the east side of our village have a rock garden? That must be it.” So saying, Cheng Ming limped to the temple with the support of a make shift crutch. Sure enough, he saw the cricket, and the toad squatting nearby in the rock garden at the back of the temple. He caught the big, black male cricket just before the toad got hold of it. Back home, he carefully placed the cricket in a jar he had prepared for it and stowed the jar away in a safe place. “Everything will be over tomorrow,” he gave a sigh of relief and went to tell his best friends in the village the good news. Cheng Ming’s nine-year-old son was very curious. Seeing his father was gone, he took the jar and wanted to have a peek at the cricket. He was removing the lid carefully, when the big cricket jumped out and hopped away. Panicked, the boy tried to catch the fleeing cricket with his hands, but in a flurry, he accidentally squashed the insect when he finally got hold of it.“Good heavens! What’re you going to say to your father when he comes back?” the mother said in distress and dread. Without a word, the boy went out of the room, tears in his eyes.Cheng Ming became distraught when he saw the dead cricket. He couldn’t believe that all his hopes had been dashed in a second. He looked around for his son, vowing to teach the little scoundrel a good lesson. He searched inside and outside the house, only to locate him in a well at the corner of the court yard. When he fished him out, the boy was already dead. The father’s fury instantly gave way to sorrow. The grieved parents laid their son on the kang and lamented over his body the entire night. As Cheng Ming was dressing his son for burial the next morning, he felt the body still warm. Immediately he put the boy back on the kang, hoping that he would revive. Gradually the boy came back to life, but to his parents’dismay, he was unconscious, as if he were in a trance. The parents grieved again for the loss of their son. Suddenly they heard a cricket chirping. The couple traced the sound to a small cricket on the door step. The appearance of the cricket, however, dashed their hopes, for it was very small. “Well, it’s better than nothing,” Cheng Ming thought. He was about to catch it, when it jumped nimbly on to a wall, cheeping at him. He tip toed to ward it, but it showed no sign of fleeing. Instead, when Cheng Ming came a few steps closer, the little cricket jumped onto his chest.
Though small, the cricket looked smart and energetic. Cheng Ming planned to take it to the village head. Uncertain of its capabilities, ChengMing could not go to sleep. He wanted to put the little cricket to the test before sending it to the village head. The next morning, Cheng Ming went to a young man from a rich family in his neighborhood, having heard him boasting about an “invincible” cricket that he wanted to sell for a high price. When the young man showed his cricket, Cheng Ming hesitated, because his little cricket seemed no match for this gigantic insect. To fight this monster would be to condemn his dwarf to death.“There’s no way my little cricket could survive a confrontation with your big guy,” Cheng Ming said to the young man, holding his jar tight. The young man goaded and taunted him. At last, Cheng Ming decided to take a risk. “Well, it won’t hurt to give a try. If the little cricket is a good-for-nothing, what’s the use of keeping it anyway?” he thought. When they put the two crickets together in a jar, Cheng Ming’s small insect seemed transfixed. No matter how the young man prodded it to fight, it simply would not budge. The young man burst into a guffaw, to the great embarrassment of Cheng Ming. As the young man spurred the little cricket on, it suddenly seemed to have run out of patience. With great wrath, it charged the giant opponent head on. The sudden burst of action stunned both the young man and Cheng Ming. Before the little creature planted its small but sharp teeth into the neck of the big cricket, the terrified young man fished the big insect out of the jar just in time and called off the contest. The little cricket chirped victoriously, and Cheng Ming felt exceedingly happy and proud.Cheng Ming and the young man were commenting on the little cricket’s extraordinary prowess, when a big rooster rushed over to peck at the little cricket in the jar. The little cricket hopped out of the jar in time to dodge the attack. The rooster then went for it a second time, but suddenly began to shake its head violently, screaming in agony. This sudden turn of events baffled Cheng Ming and the onlookers. When they took a closer look, they could not believe their eyes: The little cricket was gnawing on the rooster’s bloody comb. The story of a cricket fighting a rooster soon spread throughout the village and beyond. The next day, Cheng Ming, along with the village head, sent the cricket to the magistrate and asked for a test fight with his master cricket, but the magistrate re fused on the ground that Cheng Ming’s cricket was too small.“I don’t think you have heard its rooster-fighting story,” Cheng Ming proclaimed with great pride. “You can’t judge it only by its appearance.”“Nonsense, how can a cricket fight a rooster?” asked the magistrate. He ordered a big rooster brought to his office, thinking that Cheng Ming would quit telling his tall tales when his cricket became the bird’s snack. The battle between the little cricket and the rooster ended with the same result: The rooster sped away in great pain, the little cricket chirping triumphantly on its heels.
The magistrate was first astonished and then pleased, thinking that he finally had the very insect that could win him the emperor’s favor. He had a golden cage manufactured for the little cricket. Placing it cautiously in the cage, he took it to the emperor. The emperor pitted the little cricket against all his veteran combat ant crickets, and it defeated them one by one. What amused the emperor most was that the little creature could even dance to the tune of his court music! Extremely pleased with the magic little creature, the emperor rewarded the magistrate liberally and promoted him to a higher position. The magistrate, now a governor, in turn exempted Cheng Ming from his levies in cash as well as crickets. A year later, Cheng Ming’s son came out of his stupor. He sat up and rubbed his eyes, to the great surprise and joy of his parents. The first word she uttered to his jubilant parents were, “I’m so tired and hungry.” After a hot meal, he told them, “I dreamed that I had become a cricket, and I fought a lot of other crickets. It was such fun! You know what? The greatest fun I had was my fight with a couple of roosters!”
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Pygmalion and Galatea
Pygmalion and Galatea The story of Pygmalion and Galatea is found in Greek Mythology, and in the famous work "Metamorphoses", by the great Roman poet Ovid. Their love was so unique that it is difficult to define it. But from this legendary love story, one thing is clear, man can never love an inanimate object with as much passion as he loves a living, breathing being. Love gives rise to desire and without this passion any love remains unfulfilled.
Pygmalion was a master sculptor in the ancient city of Greece. All day he sculpted beautiful statues from huge pieces of rock. In fact, his creations were so wonderful that whoever saw them were mesmerised by their sheer artistic beauty and exact finish. Pygmalion himself was a fine and handsome young man. He was liked by all men and women. Many women loved him for his great skill and looks.
But Pygmalion never paid attention to any of these women. He saw so much to blame in women that he came at last to abhor the sex, and resolved to live unmarried. He was a sculptor, and with his with wonderful skill he sculpted a beautiful ivory statue which was so lifelike that it was difficult to believe that it was lifeless at the first glance. The beauty was such that no living woman could compete with it. It was indeed the perfect semblance of a maiden that seemed to be alive, and only prevented from moving by modesty. His art was so perfect that it concealed itself and its product looked like the workmanship of nature. Pygmalion spent hours admiring his creation.
By and by Pygmalion's admiration for his own sculpture turned to love. Oftentimes he laid his hand upon it as if to assure himself whether it were living or not, and could not, even then, believe that it was only ivory. He caressed it, and gave it such presents as young girls love - bright shells and polished stones, little birds and flowers of various hues, beads and amber. He adorned his ivory maiden with jewels. He put rainment on its limbs, and jewels on its fingers, and a necklace about its neck. To the ears he hung earrings and strings of pearls upon the breast. Her dress became her, and she looked not less charming than when unattired. He laid her on a couch spread with cloths of Tyrian dye, and called her his wife, and put her head upon a pillow of the softest feathers, as if she could enjoy their softness. He gave the statue a name: "Galatea", meaning "sleeping love'.
But what will be the consequence of falling in love with a lifeless ivory maiden?
The festival of Aphrodite was at hand - a festival celebrated with great pomp at Cyprus. Victims were offered, the altars smoked, and the odor of incense filled the air. When the festivities of Aphrodite started, Pygmalion took part in the ceremonies. He went to the temple of Aphrodite to ask forgiveness for all the years he had shunned her.
When Pygmalion had performed his part in the solemnities, he hesitantly prayed for a wife like his ivory virgin statue. He stood before the altar of Aphrodite and timidly said, "Ye gods, who can do all things, give me, I pray you, for my wife" - he dared not utter "my ivory virgin," but said instead - "one like my ivory virgin."
But Goddess Aphrodite understood what the poor man was trying to say. She was curious. How can a man love a lifeless thing so much? Was it so beautiful that Pygmalion fell in love with his own creation? So she visited the studio of the sculptor while he was away.
What she saw greatly amazed her. For the sculpture had a perfect likeness to her. In fact, it would not have been wrong to say that the sculpture was an image of Aphrodite herself.
Goddess Aphrodite was charmed by Pygmalion's creation. She brought the statue to life.
When Pygmalion returned to his home, he went before Galatea and knelt down before the woman of his dreams. He looked at her lovingly, with a lover's ardour. It seemed to him that Galatea was looking at her lovingly too.
For a moment, it seemed to Pygmalion that it was just a figment of his imagination. He rubbed his eyes and looked again. But no. There was no mistake this time. Galatea was smiling at him.
He laid his hand upon the limbs; the ivory felt soft to his touch and yielded to his fingers like the wax of Hymettus. It seemed to be warm. He stood up; his mind oscillated between doubt and joy. Fearing he may be mistaken, again and again with a lover's ardor he touches the object of his hopes. It was indeed alive! The veins when pressed yielded to the finger and again resumed their roundness. Slowly it dawned on Pygmalion that the animation of his sculpture was the result of his prayer to Goddess Aphrodite who knew his desire. At last, the votary of Aphrodite found words to thank the goddess. Pygmalion humbled himself at the Goddess' feet.
Soon Pygmalion and Galatea were wed, and Pygmalion never forgot to thank Aphrodite for the gift she had given him. Aphrodite blessed the nuptials she had formed, and this union between Pygmalion and Galatea produced a son named Paphos, from whom the city Paphos, sacred to Aphrodite, received its name. He and Galatea brought gifts to her temple throughout their life and Aphrodite blessed them with happiness and love in return.
The unusual love that blossomed between Pygmalion and Galatea enthralls all. Falling in love with one's creation and then getting the desired object as wife- perhaps this was destined for Pygmalion. Even to this day, countless people and young lovers are mesmerized by this exceptional love that existed between two persons at a time when civilization was in its infancy.
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