January 20, 2012
Long
ago, an old woman lived up on the side of Fujiyama. She grew herbs and made
artworks and was known as a talented healer.
Late
one autumn, on returning from the town and a successful sale of that summer’s
crop, an abrupt fall of snow occurred and she was still miles from her
mountainside home.
On
her return home, She came upon a snake on the path, likewise caught by the snow
and too stiff to reach shelter.
“P-P-Please
help me!” cried the snake. “I shall surely die here!”
The
old woman said, “You are a poisonous snake and you will surely bite and kill me
if I try to help you.”
“No,
I shall be so grateful”, said the snake.
Against
her better judgment, she picked up the cold, stiffening adder and hurried
home.
On
arriving, she built a fire and put the snake on a pillow in front of the fire
to get warm.
“There
are plenty of mice in the barn; you can stay there until spring”.
After
some time, the snake could move again. When the old woman went to pick up the
snake to take it to its new home, the snake bit her on the hand.
“Ouch!!
She cried, terrified at having been bitten by the poisonous predator. “You
bit me after I saved your life and you promised not to bite me!” she said.
“Now
I shall get sick and die!”
“You
have no one to blame but yourself” he said. “You knew I was a snake when you
picked me up.”
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ReplyDeleteDear Readers, I recommend you go and check out Miko's Blog to see how she treated this parable of the Adder and the Old Woman. You won't be disappointed.
Domo arigatou gozaimasu, Noor san.
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