The work of Flora Annie Steel
Once upon a time there was an old lady who is very, very happy and always filled with joy, although hardly have anything, and he is old, poor and live alone. He lived in a small cabin and support herself by helping neighbors to deliver the order, he just get a little food, a little soup as a reward. He was always hard-working and always visible.
On one afternoon, in the summer, when he walked back to his house, with a full smile as usual, he found a large black pot lying on the ground!
"Oh my God!" He said, "This pot would be a great place to store things if I have anything that can be stored there! Unfortunately I do not have anything! Who has put this pot here? "
Then he looked around hoping that the owner is not far from there, but he did not see anyone there.
"Maybe this pot has a hole," he said, "and that's why pot is discarded. But this pot will be very nice when I put a flower and put it in the window of my house, I'll take her home. "
And when he lifted the lid and looked inside. "Oh my God!" He cried with awe. "Full of gold. How lucky I am! "
Inside the pot he saw a pile of shiny gold coins. At that time he was so stunned and did not move at all, then finally he said:
"I feel very rich now, really rich!"
After he uttered these words several times, he began to think how he could bring the treasure to his house. Pot of gold was so heavy to carry, and he did not find a good way besides binding the pot at the end of the scarf and pull up to the house.
"Soon the day will be dark," he told himself, and began to walk. "Ah .. now better! because the neighbors will not see what I bring home, and I could be alone all night, thinking about what I would do with this gold! maybe I'll buy a big house and sit at the fireplace while enjoying a cup of tea and did not work again like a queen. Or maybe I will bury it in the garden gold and save the little gold pot of my parents, or maybe .. wah .. wow .. I was not familiar to me now. "
Now he feels tired due to pull the heavy pot, pausing to rest, and turned to look into his property.
And saw pot it contained no gold, but just a pile of silver coins in it.
He stared at the pot and rubbing his eyes, and looked back.
"I think that last pot of gold! I might be dreaming. But this is luck! Silver is not troublesome, easy in use, and not easily stolen. Gold coins may bring death to me, and with a stack of silver coins of this ... "
then he goes again, thinking about what he should do, and feel like a rich man, until finally she was exhausted again and stopped to rest and look back on whether his property is safe; and then he did not see the silver, but a stack of iron!
"I think it contains a silver pot! I must be dreaming, but this is luck! really fun. I can sell and get one penny for this scrap metal one, and one penny more easy to carry and set compared to gold and silver. Why! because I do not have to sleep with anxious for fear robbed. But one penny can actually be useful and I should sell the irons it and be rich, really rich. "
then he goes again, thinking about what he should do with his money penny later, until once again he stopped to rest and look back on whether his property is safe; and this time he did not see anything other than large stones in the pot.
"I think it contains insisted pot! I must be dreaming, but this is luck! because I have long wanted a large rock to hold to my gate remains open. It's a good thing to have good luck. "
She became very anxious to see how the stone was later able to hold the gate to keep it open, he eventually went on to arrive at the cottage. He opened the gate, turn to release the shawl of large stones that lay behind it. But what he saw was not a big stone, but fragments of stone.
Now he bent down and release the ends of her shawl, and - "Oh!" Suddenly she jumped, a scream, and a creature of the haystack, with four feet long and two long ears, has a long tail, kicking air while squealing and laughing like a naughty child!
The old woman looked up the creature disappears from view, then finally she laughed too.
"All right!" He laughs, "I was lucky! Pretty lucky. It's nice to see a ghost imitation with his own eyes, and free from it as well! God, I feel so happy! "
Then he went into the hut and laughing all night imagining what had happened and felt how lucky he is today.
Fairytale - old woman and the Ghost So-invented (END)
Once upon a time there was an old lady who is very, very happy and always filled with joy, although hardly have anything, and he is old, poor and live alone. He lived in a small cabin and support herself by helping neighbors to deliver the order, he just get a little food, a little soup as a reward. He was always hard-working and always visible.
On one afternoon, in the summer, when he walked back to his house, with a full smile as usual, he found a large black pot lying on the ground!
"Oh my God!" He said, "This pot would be a great place to store things if I have anything that can be stored there! Unfortunately I do not have anything! Who has put this pot here? "
Then he looked around hoping that the owner is not far from there, but he did not see anyone there.
"Maybe this pot has a hole," he said, "and that's why pot is discarded. But this pot will be very nice when I put a flower and put it in the window of my house, I'll take her home. "
And when he lifted the lid and looked inside. "Oh my God!" He cried with awe. "Full of gold. How lucky I am! "
Inside the pot he saw a pile of shiny gold coins. At that time he was so stunned and did not move at all, then finally he said:
"I feel very rich now, really rich!"
After he uttered these words several times, he began to think how he could bring the treasure to his house. Pot of gold was so heavy to carry, and he did not find a good way besides binding the pot at the end of the scarf and pull up to the house.
"Soon the day will be dark," he told himself, and began to walk. "Ah .. now better! because the neighbors will not see what I bring home, and I could be alone all night, thinking about what I would do with this gold! maybe I'll buy a big house and sit at the fireplace while enjoying a cup of tea and did not work again like a queen. Or maybe I will bury it in the garden gold and save the little gold pot of my parents, or maybe .. wah .. wow .. I was not familiar to me now. "
Now he feels tired due to pull the heavy pot, pausing to rest, and turned to look into his property.
And saw pot it contained no gold, but just a pile of silver coins in it.
He stared at the pot and rubbing his eyes, and looked back.
"I think that last pot of gold! I might be dreaming. But this is luck! Silver is not troublesome, easy in use, and not easily stolen. Gold coins may bring death to me, and with a stack of silver coins of this ... "
then he goes again, thinking about what he should do, and feel like a rich man, until finally she was exhausted again and stopped to rest and look back on whether his property is safe; and then he did not see the silver, but a stack of iron!
"I think it contains a silver pot! I must be dreaming, but this is luck! really fun. I can sell and get one penny for this scrap metal one, and one penny more easy to carry and set compared to gold and silver. Why! because I do not have to sleep with anxious for fear robbed. But one penny can actually be useful and I should sell the irons it and be rich, really rich. "
then he goes again, thinking about what he should do with his money penny later, until once again he stopped to rest and look back on whether his property is safe; and this time he did not see anything other than large stones in the pot.
"I think it contains insisted pot! I must be dreaming, but this is luck! because I have long wanted a large rock to hold to my gate remains open. It's a good thing to have good luck. "
She became very anxious to see how the stone was later able to hold the gate to keep it open, he eventually went on to arrive at the cottage. He opened the gate, turn to release the shawl of large stones that lay behind it. But what he saw was not a big stone, but fragments of stone.
Now he bent down and release the ends of her shawl, and - "Oh!" Suddenly she jumped, a scream, and a creature of the haystack, with four feet long and two long ears, has a long tail, kicking air while squealing and laughing like a naughty child!
The old woman looked up the creature disappears from view, then finally she laughed too.
"All right!" He laughs, "I was lucky! Pretty lucky. It's nice to see a ghost imitation with his own eyes, and free from it as well! God, I feel so happy! "
Then he went into the hut and laughing all night imagining what had happened and felt how lucky he is today.
Fairytale - old woman and the Ghost So-invented (END)
