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The Snake’s Crown

The Snake's Crown

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THE STORY

Long, long ago there lived a king somewhere in the Alps. He had one only daughter, but wanted a son to be king after him, when he died. He had often prayed for a son, but in vain. Then he devoted all his love to his daughter.
One day he was out for a walk with her. They met an old woman who was fondling a viper. “Oh, how disgusting!” cried the princess when the old woman kissed the viper.
At these words the old woman flared up, looked the princess up and down with a vindicating expression, and then said to her, “Well, since you find this poor animal so detestable, you yourself shall be of the same kind from this moment.” Saying this, she touched the girl with the little wand which she carried in her right hand.
The king could not prevent it. He watched his beloved daughter changing into a viper that lay down at his feet and looked up at him.
The witch said to the changed daughter, “You shall cross the water which bounds your father’s kingdom, so that you may suffer all the toils and troubles that a poor creature, like this one you despise, has to endure.” And once again the witch touched the viper-princess with her wand, and the creature shot away in the right direction.
The king had witnessed how the witch had changed his daughter into a viper as if he had been turned to stone. Now he regained his spirits and fell upon the witch with his sword drawn. But she held out her magic wand towards him and threatened to punish him like his daughter if he did not withdraw at once.
The king saw that he could not achieve anything for his daughter by force, so he took to entreating the witch instead. As the king pleaded with her to give him back his beloved child, and promised her riches, honor and high rank in return, she said to him: ‘I can cast spells, but not remove them. The only thing I can do for your daughter is to raise her to the rank of queen of the snakes, and then her fate will be easier to bear. Order a tiny golden crown to be made. Then bring it in three days’ time to this place. I will meet you here and give it to your daughter. She will have to wear the crown until the flowing water dissolves it. See to it that the gold is pure, for the purer the gold, the sooner it will dissolve. In that way you can shorten your daughter’s sufferings.”
The king went sadly home and ordered a crown to be made of the purest gold. Three days later the witch appeared again, true to her word, at the place where the king was waiting for her. He handed her the crown and begged her once more to be merciful to his daughter.
The witch gave the crown to the snake-daughter, and she put it on to get used to wearing it and her new life as a snake queen. She soon found out that when she went into the water on a warm day she could take off the crown from her head and put it on a dry rock, and as soon as she came out of the stream she could press her head into the tiny crown. Then it fixed itself as tightly again as if it had never been taken off.
The witch warned her about leaving the crown on a rock like that, for such a crown was coveted among men. A person who was lucky enough to lay hands on the crown while the snake was in the water, could be sure that his worldly goods would be safe, and even increase. For if he put this newly-found treasure into his money-bag he could take out as much as he liked without ever emptying the bag. And if he put it with his store of corn he could draw on the corn, and still there would be plenty of corn left. If he took the crown away from the corn and put it with some other possession the same happened.
The crown’s magic powers did not even come to an end if the owner died. It could be passed on from one person to another. Many who fared along brooks and by lakes, kept a lookout for a little gold crown lying about anyway.
One morning a poor peasant was riding through the forest. Feeling thirsty, he got off his donkey to drink from a stream near at hand. Then he saw a large snake twisting and turning in the clear water. The next moment his eyes fell on a tiny, sparkling golden crown lying on a stone beside the stream. He picked it up quickly, jumped on to his donkey and rode merrily away.
When the snake discovered that her crown had been stolen, she came hissing out of the water, and glided with the greatest speed after the peasant, who could not get away quickly enough on his donkey. He jumped down and fled away as fast as his legs would carry him. The next time he looked round he saw to his horror that more snakes had joined the one he had robbed, and that they were all pursuing him with the same fury.
At last he came to an oak-tree where the image of a saint was fastened. The exhausted man climbed up to the image and clung to it. The snakes had no power over him then, but lay hissing at the foot of the oak. Once he cautiously let go of the image, and at once one of the snakes leapt up at him hissing, but slid down again as soon as he put his hand back on to the saint’s image. The unhappy man was in despair because the snakes were besieging him and showed no signs of ever leaving the oak.
Soon an old farmer’s widow came up. She wanted to say a prayer at the oak-tree. When she noticed that the peasant was in an agony of fear she asked him what he was doing there. The terrified man told her briefly what had happened, while he at the same time marveled that the snakes did not attack the old woman.
She then confessed to him that she had the power to cast a spell over snakes, and therefore they were doing her no harm. She also promised to deliver him from his pursuers if he would give her his little crown as a reward. The peasant hesitated for a time, but when he saw that there was nothing else to be done, he agreed. The old woman muttered a spell or two, and the snakes glided off in different directions, hissing.
The ungrateful man had hardly realized that he was free when he began to think that the crown was far too high a price to pay for so little trouble, and he refused to give it to the old woman. She had no means of avenging herself on him, for although she could lay a spell on snakes, she could not conjure them up.
The peasant took the old woman into his house and saw to it that she lacked nothing. For several years he used the little crown to his own great advantage. His granaries were always full, and his money was never spent. All the time he took great care that the old woman should not see where he kept the crown. But at last one day she found out where it was, and hardly had the farmer left the house, when she took it and made off with it.
The farmer soon discovered the loss and at once suspected the old woman, for only he and she knew about the crown he had promised her, and now she and the crown were both missing.
All his attempts to find the old widow were in vain. She was now living in great prosperity a long way off, and was using the crown as the farmer had done, growing very rich on it.
One day, having put the snake crown into her granary, she began to cart corn to the mill, and it so happened that without knowing it she carted the crown away with the corn. The miller poured the corn into the bin which fed his millstones.
As soon as the snake crown got into the bin, it was impossible to empty it. The miner was astounded; he waited for a few hours, but when all his sacks were full of flour and the bin was as full as when he began grinding, he lifted the bin down and began to search through it. Then he found the tiny golden crown. He thought at once that it must be a snake crown, picked it up and put it with his money. Soon the old woman came to the mill in a fury, demanding her crown back. The miller pretended he knew nothing about it, and let the old woman search through the whole mill. She went away sadly, and not long afterwards she died.
The miller did not take her death to heart; he moved the crown about, from one part of his mill to another. Then the idea came to him: why not put the crown straight into the full bin that fed the millstones, ready for the grinding, instead of keeping it in the granary? This he did. For a few days the mill worked without stopping, and the miller felt pleased with his good idea.
But now the little crown was little by little sinking lower in the bin. It came nearer and nearer to the opening underneath, and suddenly – there it was between the millstones, being ground to powder. The bin was empty the same moment, and the mill-wheel stopped. The miner, greatly alarmed, looked into the bin and searched everywhere for the little crown, but could not find it. As he searched for it high and low in his mill, a fearful thunderstorm broke overhead. The mill was struck by lightning and burnt to the ground.
The same day the princess was released from the snake body and found her way to her father’s castle. But from that time onward she often sought the peace of the forest, and was liked and loved by animals also.

 

Signing Off

 

The Jumping Mouse

The Jumping Mouse

A native American tale that is filled with so much learning about kindness, selflessness and goodness.

The story revolves around a very curious little mouse who wants to travel to a “Far Away Land”.

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He is so fascinated by the tales which he hears from his elders all the time, that one day he decides to go visit the FAR AWAY LAND.

  • But he has such tiny legs, how would he travel the vast distance ?
  • He met a frog on his way, who was this frog?

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Well this frog had magical powers, he gave the little mouse, a little bigger legs and told him, “Henceforth you would be able to jump high, and will be called as JUMPING MOUSE”

  • Jumping Mouse happily went on with his adventure, he next met a FAT rat.

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The fat rat convinced the jumping mouse that it was a waste of time and effort to travel to the FAR AWAY LAND, as it was impossible to reach there. Jumping mouse happily stayed back with the FAT rat eating sweet red berries everyday.

Jumping-Mouse 7until one day he realized that he too had grown FAT like the FAT rat, that’s when he decided it was time for his to move on and reach his destination, even if the goal seemed impossible to achieve.

The jumping mouse next moved to the plains where he met a very weak bison, who turned blind because of poisonous water that he drank. bison

The jumping mouse felt very sorry for the bison and wished he could give his own eyesight to the bison. What seemed like magic, the jumping mouse turned blind in one eye and the bison gained vision in one eye.

The bison was very thankful to the jumping mouse and helped him cross the plains without getting caught by the dark shadows looming in the sky. They reached the end of the plain after which began the mountains, the bison being the animal of the plains, bid good bye to the jumping mouse.

Jumping mouse cautiously started climbing the mountain, and there he met a Fox, who seemed very weak.

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The jumping mouse asked the fox, what the matter was. The fox said that he lost his sense of smell because he misused his power to smell. Jumping mouse again made a wish feeling really sorry for the fox, and his wish became a reality. The fox gained his sense of smell but the jumping mouse was now blind in one eye and couldn’t smell the enemy around him.

The fox thanked the jumping mouse and led him toward the end of the mountain, where the fox stopped and told the jumping mouse that he was the animal of the mountains and could not go further.

The jumping mouse made a hole under the ground and feeling very sad and frightened. When he woke up the next day the magical frog sat in front of him.

The frog praised the the jumping mouse for his selflessness and gave him his vision and sense of smell back, he then turned the jumping mouse in to …..eagle-013

a creature with wings that would take him to the FAR OFF LAND.

The kids discussed about the various aspects of this story, the lessons that we learn and can be applied in our life.

Signing Off for now

Saayoonara

Ma Lien And The Magic Brush

8. Ma Lien And The Magic Brush

We traveled to China this time and met Ma Lien the peasant boy who loved to paint but did not have enough money to buy a paint brush. He approached a famous artist, who rebukes him, sad dejected Ma Lien returned home.

Suddenly there appeared an old man who gave him an equally old paint brush. Ma Lien was happy and thanked the old man, but warned him to use the brush wisely.

  • Why did the old man say so?
  • What happened every time Ma Lien painted with the brush?

Ask the little stars who heard this story and you will know all  about the  adventures of Ma Lien And The Magic Brush.

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We had a marvelous time….

Isn’t it evident on their faces 😉

Signing Off

Saayoonara

 

Recording @ All India Radio

Recording with AIR, had been a wonderful experience. I want to thank Harish for extending this opportunity. The topic I had to speak about was, ‘Things you could do this Summer’. It was a talk that was specifically targeted for Children who get thoroughly bored in summer each year .Here is the gist of few suggestions I had for them…

  • There are trillions of summer camp activities you yourself can create within the blissful boundaries of your home. You don’t have to go outside in this hot hot hot SUN!
  • The first activity that I would suggest to you is this summer vacation is become the cool historian! You could start with first selecting the topic on which you want to freeze your memories. Next start taking pictures of your subject. For example, I select my topic as ‘My Family Tree’, I could start with shooting pictures of my dad, mom, sisters, brothers, cousins, uncles, aunts etc. I would start collecting picture of my grandfather, my grandmother, my great grandfather, my great grandmother. I will then like to file the pictures with each person’s traits, likes, dislikes, date of birth, date of death, if applicable. You will understand how data is collected and later organized by historians. You will also start to realize the efforts historians put in.
  • If you don’t want to be the historian, become the scientist. There are many simple experiments you could easily do on your own. All of these are easily available on the internet. Pick up one simple experiment, read about it in detail. Note down things that would need to conduct the experiment you have chosen, document the whole experiment. Meaning write down what you are planning to achieve through this experiment, how you plan to execute it, problems you faced as you executed the experiment and finally the result. I remember, I created a volcano when I was in my 6th I made a 2 feet high volcanic mountain using white cement; I colored it giving it a realistic look, used glue to stick red colored crystal sparkling sand and then used some very basic chemicals to create the volcanic effect. Now I will not tell you what those chemicals were, why don’t you find out for yourself?
  • Don’t be the lazy lamb this summer vacation! Beat the heat, beat the sun and Wake up early and set out of your home become the ORNITHOLOGIST.  Confusing jargon word isn’t it? A person who studies birds is called an ORNITHOLOGIST. Be the bird watcher this summer. A variety of birds migrate to NAAMB CHENNAI, our southern state to spend their summer vacation. Ha ha ha, why don’t you spend some time with them too this summer? If you live in Chennai, explore the lungs of Chennai!!! Confused again? The Guindy National Park, situated in the heart of Chennai is often called the Lungs of Chennai. Spread over 2.7 square KM, this is the place you must visit if you want to shoot the red winged crested cuckoo, lesser flame back woodpecker, spotted owlet the list of birds is endless. Don’t take your air gun to shoot them but take your camera to capture these unique beautiful species. Note down the information about these different varieties of birds and tabulate all your recordings. Find out more about these birds on the internet. Another thing that you could do is go to the marina beach or visit any park near your house and observe the birds around you. Study their behavior, trust me friends you will really enjoy spending quality time with the nature around you..
  •  If you do not enjoy the birds so much, how about the board games? Snakes and Ladder, Monopoly, Palagulli, Guess Who? Well I know many of you are already playing these games, now this summer why don’t you do something different. Why don’t you become the CREATOR! Create your own board game! Dust away the dust settled on your brain and ignite the creative you. Activate the grey area in your brain! Take a chart paper, an old card board box, colors, scale, pencil….whatever creativity strikes you, assemble all of these things together and create your own board game with your own rules. Who knows you may get a patent for the new game you develop this summer vacation. And you will be a rich celebrity. Did you know the game MONOPOLY was designed by Elizabeth and Charles Darrow in 1903 and the current version was first published by Parker Brothers in 1935! So what are you waiting for make your own board game!!!
  • Why don’t you become the journalist this summer? Covering events around your locality, capturing them on the camera and sending a report to your local newspaper and also the state newspaper. All that you need to do is pack your bag with a note book, a pen, a camera and plenty of water to keep you hydrated. Go outside the comforts of your home and be the adventurer. Experience the hardship the journalists go through when they run after a story. Your prospective of the news you read next time in the newspaper would change completely. To start, first pick a situation or a subject that you find interesting or you think people would want to read about, make your plan and research more about the topic, once you are ready with your research find out how it is on the scene, in reality. For example, I find that the roads in my locality are in a very bad state. I pick it as my topic, next I research all the nuances about the road laying, who does it and whom to approach. I then go to the people living in the neighborhood, take their interviews, speak to them about the problems they face because of bad roads, ask them what they think is the reason of bad roads, what they think is the ideal solution. Then I go to the people responsible for road laying and speak to them about cause of the problem, solution etc. Finally I summarize the whole situation and make my report about the whole situation through the prospective of the local people and the local governing authorities. Isn’t it fun? And a LOT OF HARD WORK!!