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im reading this story and it has a moral at the end. here is the story:
once upon a time there was a widow who had two daughters: panée looked so much like her, and in a mood and face, that whoever saw her saw the mother. they were both so disagreeable and so proud that they could not live with them. the youngest daughter, who was the true portrait of her father for gentleness and honesty, was one of the most beautiful girls ever to be seen. as one naturally loves her, the mother was mad about her eldest daughter. and at the same time had an appalling aversion to the youngest. she made her eat at the kitchen and work constantly. it was necessary, among other things, for this poor child to go twice a day to draw water at a great half-league from the house, and bring back a large jug. one day when she was at this fountain, there came to her a poor woman who begged her to give him something to drink. "yes, my good mother," said this beautiful girl, and immediately rinsing her pitcher, she drew water from the most beautiful spot of the fountain, and presented it to her, still supporting the pitcher so that it could drink more easily. the good woman, having drunk, said to her: you are so beautiful, so good, and so honest, that i can not refrain from giving you a gift (for it was a fairy who had taken the form of a poor village woman, to see how far this young girl would go honestly) i give you as a gift, "continued the fairy," that every word you say will come out of your mouth or a flower, or a precious stone. " when this beautiful girl arrived at home, her mother scolded her for coming back so late from the fountain. i beg your pardon, my mother, "said this poor girl," for having delayed so long; and, saying these words, two roses, two pearls, pearls, and diamonds, whence came my daughter? (this was the first time she called her daughter.) the poor child naively told him everything that had happened to her, not without throwing an infinity of diamonds. really, said the mother, i must send my file: hold, fanchon, see what comes out of your sister's mouth when she speaks: would not you be glad to have the same gift? all you have to do is draw water from the fountain, and when a poor woman asks you to drink, tell her honestly. it would be nice to see me, answered the brutal, go to the fountain. i want you to go, "said the mother," and now she went, but still growling. she took the most beautiful silver bottle that was in the house. she was no sooner arrived at the fountain than she saw a beautifully dressed lady coming out of the woods who came to ask her to drink: it was the same fairy who had appeared to her sister, but who had taken the air and clothes of a princess, to see how far this girl's dishonesty would go. have i come, "said this proud, brutal man," to give you something to drink? i have brought a silver bottle expressly to give madame a drink! " i am of opinion, drink even if you want. you are hardly honest, "said the fairy, without getting angry." well, since you are so uncomfortable, i give you as a gift that every word you say will come out of your mouth or a snake. or a toad. at first that her mother saw her, she shouted to him: "well, my daughter! well, my mother! replied the brutal, throwing two vipers and two toads. o heaven! exclaimed the mother, "what do i see here? it is his sister who is in question, she will pay me: and immediately she ran to beat her. the poor child fled, and went to flee to the next forest. the king's son, who was coming back from the hunt, met her and saw her so beautiful, asked her what she was doing all alone and what she had to cry alas! sir, it is my mother who chased me out of the house the son of the king, who saw five or six pearls coming out of his mouth, and so many diamonds, begged her to tell him what it was for her. she told him all her adventure . the king's son became enamored of it, and considering that such a gift was better than all that could be given in marriage to another, took him to the palace of the king his father where he married her. for her sister, she was so hated that her own mother chased her from her home; and the unfortunate woman, after running well without finding anyone who wished to receive her, died at the corner of a wood.
the moral:
morality
diamonds and pistoles,
can a lot about spirits
however sweet words
have even more strength, and are of a bigger price.
what does this moral mean?
a- those who are kind will become rich.
b- you must be patient with the bad guys.
c- a kind word is more important than money.
d- you must always be nice to the fairies.