THE THREE SCHOLARS AND THE FOOL
One
day, four men were hunting in a forest. Three of them were well educated. They
had studied for many years. The first scholar knew everything about bones. The
second scholar had studied flash, blood and hide. The third had an even more
precious knowledge, he knew how to put the breath of life into lifeless
objects.
These
three men had travelled a great deal and had seen many strange things.
The
fourth young man was called Maung Lu Yo, because he was honest and trustworthy.
However, he had never left his village. He could not boast of any special
knowledge or experience. Therefore, his three friends treated him as a fool.
They allowed him to go with them on their hunting trips, because they had known
him as a boy. Also he was a cheerful fellow and could shoot well.
When
they were talking about their studies, they did not speak to him. Maung Lu Yo
did nit seem to mind. While his clever friend talked, he built the camp fire
and prepared their meals. In many ways, he made himself useful to his learned
friends.
On
this particular day, the four young men had gone on a tiger hunt. They killed
several deer but they had not yet seen a tiger.
“What’s
the use going on a tiger hunt if we don’t even meet a tiger?”they complained.
When
the sun began to set, they decided to give up the hunt and go home. Just then,
one of them saw a heap of dry bones at the side of the forest path.
“Here
are some tiger bones,”said the first scholar who knew everything about bones.
“Come, my friends, as we haven’t found a tiger, let me put together the bones
of this dead one.” He knelt down and
put the bones together until the skeleton
of a big tiger was lying on the ground.
The
second scholar searched around the bushes and was lucky to find a dry tiger
skin. “Now, it’s my turn,” he said cheerfully. He took the flesh and blood of
the shot deer and moulded it around the skeleton. Then he put the tiger skin
around it. And there on the path lay a tiger with a wide open mouth. Only the
eyes were dull, because there was no life in them.
“Shall
I show you what I can do?” asked the third scholar. His two learned friends
laughed and said,”why not? Show us your precious knowledge.”
But
simple Maung Lu Yo shook his head and said,”Don’t do it. If you give life to
that tiger, it will kill us.”
The
other three jeered at him.”Coward! You go on a tiger hunt and you are afraid of
a tiger! You dare call yourself a hunter!”
“I
like hunting tigers,” protesed Maung Lu
Yo, “but I don’t like to be too near one without a weapon. If you don’t mind,
I’ll climb this tree before ou do your trick.” Maung Lu Yo quickly climbed a
tall and strurdy tree.
The
third scholar knelt in front of the beast. While his two friends watched, he
blew the life-force into the tiger’s nostrils.
Suddenly,
the tiger’s eyes lit up like two bright lanterns. His tail swished about like a
wip. A deep roar came from his red open mouth. Only now, did the three realize
the terrible mistake they had made. They ran but not fast enough. The ferocious
creature jumped upon them and killed them all.
So
it was that Maung Lu Yo, the fool, was the only man to come home from thar
hunting trip.
RIZQI
MUNANDAR
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