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Straw, breaststroke, and the bean .. Back

Here the story why I laugh every time I eat beans:

lived in a village an old woman who, having picked up a plate of beans is to cook them. Prepared a fire in the home and to make it burn faster, lit it with a handful of straw. To put the beans in the pot, he dropped one without her noticing, and went to the floor by a little straw.

Soon, an ember jumped out of the fireplace and landed next to them. Then opened the conversation Straw:

- Friends, where do they come?

The coal answered:
- lucky that I had jumped from the fire! But for my courage, my days here ended. I would have burned to ash.

Bean said:
- I also saved my bacon, because if the old had gotten me into the pot, I would have been cooked to mush without mercy, like my comrades.

- not my fate would have been better, said the straw. All my sisters have been thrown into the fire for the old, and now are nothing more than smoke. Sixty once caught and killed them. Fortunately, I could slipped through her fingers.

- What do we do now? Asked the coal.

- I'm mind-bean-proposed that since we had the good fortune to escape death, we continue meeting the three in friendly company, and we happen to prevent a similar occurrence here, we leave together other lands.

proposal pleased the other two, and all went on the road. They soon reached the bank of a stream, and as there was no bridge or walkway, do not know how to cross it. But the straw he had an idea:

- I cast on the ground, and I will pass a bridge for you.

He lay down the speck from shore to shore, and the guy who was spirited by nature, hastened to venture into the new gateway. But when he was in the middle, listening to the murmur of the water beneath his feet, was afraid and stood, not daring to take another step. The straw caught fire, and broke in two, fell into the creek, dragging the breaststroke, with a screech, expired on touching the water. Bean, who, prudent, had remained on the shore, could not help laughing at the scene, and such was their laughter, which burst.

she also would have ended his life there, but luck would have it, a tailor, as he traveled, they stopped to rest at the edge of the creek. As a man of compassionate heart, took a needle and thread and sewed the tear. The bean thanked him most kindly of, but because he had used black thread, since that time all the beans have a black stitching on the head.

(Adapted from the Brothers Grimm).