Two brothers were very poor. They walked from village to village, looking for something to eat, begging people for food. Once, they were walking between two towns when a fairy appeared. She told the two children.
“I know you’re hungry. I have two apples, each of you can have one.”
One apple was shiny and looked really appetizing. The other one was covered with mud and looked rotten. The older brother said to his little brother:
“I am the oldest, the beautiful apple is mine!” The little one tried to defend himself to have the beautiful apple too, but the oldest brother took it.
The two brothers had an apple now; the oldest had the beautiful apple whereas the little one had the muddy apple. The oldest brother bit into the apple but this one was rotten, eaten by worms. The little one removed the mud of the apple and discovered a golden apple. He went to the next city eagerly and sold his apple. He earned so much money that he wasn’t hungry one day of his life.
Appearances can be deceiving.
Writen on December 2010, the 8th
Picture Credits: Internet
Hey ! J'ai trouvé ton blog ! Merci pour ton appel de la dernière fois et n'hésite pas à me donner des news par mail ! Comment était ton séjour à Washington ?
ReplyDeleteJ'aime beaucoup ce petit conte, surtout la fin. Il faut se méfier des apparences, une morale qui sera toujours d'actualité.
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