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Saturday, July 27, 2013

#090 Simply Irresitible For Women



Finding a bottle on the beach, Jake uncorked it and released a genie.

“Ah, now you get three wishes,” said the genie.

“Great!” Jake replied. “First I want one billion dollars.”

Poof! There was a flash, and a paper with Swiss bank account numbers appeared in Jake’s hand.

“Next, I want a Ferrari.”

Poof! Another flash and a shiny red Ferrari was parked next to him.

“Finally,” Jake said. “I want to be irresistible to women.”


Poof! There was another blinding flash, and Jake turned into a box of chocolates.



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Author: Unknown
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Tuesday, July 23, 2013

#080 Who Did Patrick's Homework ?



Patrick never did his homework. "Too boring," he said. He played baseball and basketball instead.

His teachers told him, "Patrick! Do your homework or you won't learn a thing."

And it's true; sometimes he did feel like a ding-a-ling in the class. But what could he do? He hated homework. Then one day, his cat was playing with a little doll and he grabbed it away. To his surprise, it wasn't a doll at all, but a man with size. He had a little wool shirt with old fashioned trousers and a high tall hat much like a witch's. It was an elf!


He yelled, "Save me! Don't give me back to that cat. I'll grant you a wish, I promise you that."

Patrick couldn't believe how lucky he was! Here was the answer to all of his problems. So he said, "Only if you do all my homework until the end of the semester, that's 35 days. If you do a good enough job, I could even get A's."

The little man's face wrinkled and he kicked his legs and pursed his lips, "Oh, am I cursed! But I'll do it."

And he kept his word, that little elf began to do Patrick's homework, but there was one glitch. The elf didn't always know what to do and he needed help.

"Help me! Help me!" he said.

And Patrick would have to help in whatever way.

"I don't know this word," the elf squeaked while reading Patrick's homework.

"Get me a dictionary. No, what's even better that you look up the word and pronounce it out by each letter."

When it came to maths, Patrick was also out of luck because the elf needed his help again.

"What are multiplication tables?" the elf shrieked. "We elves never need that. Addition, subtraction, division and fractions? Here, sit down beside me, you simply must guide me."

Elves knew nothing about human; to them it's something new. So the Little elf, already a shouter, just got louder. "Go to the library, I need books. More and more books. And you can help me read them, too."

As a matter of fact, every day that little elf was a nag! Patrick was working harder than ever! He was staying up nights, he had never felt so tired, and was going to school with his eyes puffed.

Finally, the last day of school arrived and the elf was free to go. Since then was no more homework. Patrick got his A's and his classmates were amazed. His teachers smiled and were full of praise. And his parents? They wondered what had happened to Patrick. In the end Patrick still thought he'd made that tiny man do all his homework. But it wasn't the elf; Patrick was the one who had done the homework!


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Author: Unknown
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Saturday, July 20, 2013

#071 Apai Gumok And A Witch



Once there was a man named Apai Gumok, which meant “'fat man”. Apai Gumok and his wife, who was also fat, lived in a small village near a river. Unfortunately, Apai Gumok's wife was a scold, but she had her reasons to be like that. Her husband was not a very good hunter. He often came home after hunting all day with only a small bird. And he was not a good fisherman either be­cause he usually caught only a few small fishes. All the villagers laughed at Apai Gumok, and his wife always shouted at him because he never brought home enough food to eat.


One day, when he was out hunting in the jungle, Apai Gumok met a witch. He tried to escape, he ran at every direction, but wherever he turned, he saw the witch again. What a frightening witch. She had long dirty hair, long dirty fingernails, and broken teeth.

When Apai Gumok was tired of running, he spoke to the witch. “Why are you following me?” he asked.

The witch laughed, “I want to help you, Apai Gumok. I want to make you a rich and powerful man. I want you to have the respect of the villagers so they won't laugh at you anymore.”

Apai Gumok could barely believe his ears. “But surely you won't help me just out of the kindness of your heart,” he said. “What do you want?”

Again the witch laughed. It was an evil laugh. “Simple,” she said. “When you are rich, powerful and respected, I want you to marry me.”

“But I'm already married,” said Apai Gumok.

“No problem,” said the witch, “I'll change your wife into a little pink pig with black spots on its head. Then you can be­come a famous hunter and marry me.”

Apai Gumok wanted to be rich and respected. He also wanted to be a famous hunter. And his wife wasn't very kind to him. Still, the witch frightened him, and he did not want to marry such a dirty woman. He ran back to the village.

“Where are you, Wife?” he cried when he reached the house.

“Oink.”

“Wife?” he called again.

“Oink.”

In the house there was a little pink pig with black spots on its head! From that day onwards, nobody saw Apai Gumok's wife. He said she had gone to another village to visit her aunt. They all noticed his new friend because the little pig fol­lowed him everywhere.

Soon strange things began to happen to Apai Gumok. He became a fine hunter, and a very good fisherman. Before long, he was famous as the best hunter in the village. Then, one day he found gold beneath his house, and Apai Gumok became a rich man.

One month later, Apai Gumok came across the witch in the jungle.

“We must be married soon,” she said.

But Apai Gumok tried to make some excuses.

Finally the witch insisted. “I've been waiting a long time, Apai Gumok.”

“You have what you want, and now you must give me what I want. I want a husband.”

Apai Gumok looked at the ugly old witch, and then he looked down at the pig.

“One wife is enough,” he said. “I don't want another wife.”

At that time the pig squealed and the witch shouted. They were both very angry. Apai Gumok did not know what to do. All he could think of was a nice cool swim in the river.

“Look,” he said, “why don't we go swimming in the river? We can talk about the wedding later.”

This idea seemed to please the witch and the pig, so off they all went. When they had swum into the deepest part of the river, Apai Gumok took hold of the witch's ears and held her head under the water. In a few minutes she was drowned and died. He swam back to shore thinking that his troubles were over.

“Husband, here you are at last,” said a familiar voice.

Apai Gumok's wife was standing in the shallow water. The little pink pig was nowhere to be seen. Apai Gumok was relieved. He looked at his fat wife and thought how pretty and clean she was. Together they walked back to the village where they then lived happily ever after.



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Author: Unknown

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Tuesday, July 16, 2013

#069 The Giant Snake Of Yamata



Long, long ago there was a powerful spirit, called Prince Susano. Once when he was travelling across the mountains, he heard some people crying. The crying came from a house where an old couple lived. He asked them what made them cry.

“A giant snake with eight heads lives near us. Every year the snake comes here and takes one of our daughters away. It has already taken seven of our daughters and we have only one left. Tonight the giant snake will come again and take her too,” sobbed the old man.


“Don’t worry anymore,” said the prince. “I’ll kill the giant snake. I have a good plan. Please ask all the villagers to come here.”

The prince told the villagers to build a very strong fence with eight doors. In the front of each door, they put a huge jar and filled it with strong wine. Everyone worked hard and soon the smell of wine filled the air.

The prince Susano then spoke to the young girl, “Nothing will happen to you. He quickly changed her into a small comb and put the comb into his hair. When everything was ready, he hid the old couple and the villagers in a safe place. Then he stood alone with his sword, waiting for the snake.

At midnight, he heard a strange sound and saw a giant snake with eight heads. Then the snake smelled the wine. It stretched its eight heads through the eight gates and drank from the eight jars. Because the wine was so strong, the snake soon became dizzy.

The prince was watching from behind a tree. “Now is the right moment,” he thought. He jumped out and cut off the snake’s eight heads one by one, until the snake was dead. The prince also cut off the snake’s tail so that it could not come alive again.

When he was sure that snake was dead, the prince took the comb from his hair and breathed on it. At once the old couple’s daughter came alive again and stood before him. She knelt down and thanked the prince. The old couple and all villagers also thanked the prince for killing the horrible snake.

“Now we can all live in peace again. We would be very happy if you stayed and lived with us,” said the old man.

The prince then decided to stay and live in the mountains. He asked the daughter to be his bride and live with him in a beautiful palace at Izume. They lived happily together there for a long time.


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Read the Indonesian translation HERE
Author: Lise Pordes

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Sunday, July 14, 2013

#065 Six Girls And A Witch



Many years ago in Serawak, there were six girls who were good friends. The most beautiful one was Gayah. She was the cleverest too. One day they went to the jungle to collect some wild fruit. They lost their way.

“Don’t be afraid”, said Gayah. “I shall be able to find the way back.”

When night came, they saw a bright fire not far away. They walked towards it. There was a little old woman sitting in front of it.

“I know you have lost your way,” the old woman said. “You must be hungry, although you certainly look quite fat and well fed. Ha, ha, ha! It is lucky that you found me. Have some of these cakes, my dears.”

“Don’t take any!” whispered Gayah. “Let me talk to her. She’s a witch.”


“I’m sorry we can’t eat without first having something to drink,” she said to the old woman. “How far is the nearest river from here?”

“I can’t tell you,” replied the old woman. “If I tell you, you’ll run away. No my dears, I’ll fetch some water for you.”

“Thank you, madam,” Gayah answered.

She thought that the old woman was stupid to leave them alone while she went to fetch some water. However, the old woman was not as stupid as Gayah thought. She waved a magic wand. All the girls felt weak and they had to sit down. In a flash, the old woman tied them up with a long rope.

“I’ll carry one end of the rope with me. If I pull it, I can easily find out whether you’re still tied to the other end,” She said.

Then she went to fetch some water. After a while, she tugged the rope, “Ha, ha, ha my little ones, don’t try to run away! You can’t escape from me!”

A little while later, she pulled the rope again, “Good, you’re still there! Don’t think you can trick me!”

But Gayah had untied the rope and had fastened it to a tree. So when the witch pulled the rope the next time, she thought that the girls were still there. The girls ran back into the jungle as fast as they could. When the witch returned, the girls were nowhere to be seen.

She waved her magic wand and cried, “Let there be a wide river with a big crocodile in it to stop the girls running away.”

In a second, the witch pursued the girls. She saw the girls talking to the crocodile, “Stop! Stop!” she cried. She was afraid that the girls will be eaten by the crocodile.

Gayah heard her and saw her quite far away behind them. Gayah spoke quickly to the crocodile. “Please take us across the river one by one,” she begged.

“How much will you pay me?” asked the crocodile.

“Mr. crocodile, you know we don’t have any money. But you may eat the sixth one.”

The crocodile agreed. He took the first girl on his back and swam across the river. Then he went back and carried the second girl across. And the third and fourth and the fifth.

“Now I shall eat the sixth,” the crocodile thought as he was swimming back.

The witch ran down to the edge of the river. The crocodile shouted at her, “quick get into my back.”

The witch thought that the crocodile will help her so the witch sat on the crocodile’s back

“Ha, this must be the sixth,” the crocodile laughed in his mind. He took her to the middle of the river. Suddenly, he threw her high into the air and caught her in his mouth.

“Ugh, ugh, she’s a bit hard and bony! Not at all like the other five,” he said.

Actually, Gayah had crossed the river at the same time as the fifth girl by hanging on to the crocodile’s tail. All the girls agreed that they would never go alone into the jungle again. 


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Author: Unknown

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