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ๅฐใ•ใชๅฑฑ่ปŠ


ๆ˜”、ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฐใ•ใชๅ›ฝใซๅฐใ•ใช็Ž‹ๆง˜ใŒใ„ใŸ。

ๅญไพ›ใฎ้ ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ๆƒ…ใซใ‚‚ใ‚ใ„่ฆชใ‚’ใฟใใณใฃใฆใ„ใฆ、่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่จˆ็ฎ—้ซ˜ใ•ใ‚’้ ญใฎ่‰ฏใ•ใ ใจๅ‹˜้•ใ„ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ。ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ๆๅพ—ๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใฏไบบ้–“ใซๅ‚™ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹่‡ช็„ถใชๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใชใฎใงไบบ้–“ใฏใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚、ไน—ใ‚Š่ถŠใˆใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใŒ、ใจใซใ‹ใ็”˜ใ‚„ใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œ่จฑใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ“ใฎๅฐใ•ใช็Ž‹ๆง˜ใฏ、ๅ‘จใ‚Šใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฏ็š†ๅˆใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰่‡ชๅˆ†ใซไฝ•ใ‹ๆงใ’ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๅ‰ใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ。ใใ‚Œใงๅธธใซๅ‘จใ‚Šใซ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ…‰ใ‚‰ใ›ๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใกใใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ้€ฒใ‚“ใงใใฎใ‚‚ใฎ้”ใ‚’ๅŸŽใซๅ‘ผใณ、ใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒใ—ใคใ‚‰ใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅŸŽใฎใ‚ใกใ“ใกใ‚„、็€็‰ฉใฎๆ‰‹้…ใชใฉ、็„ก็†้›ฃ้กŒใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒ็ฐกๅ˜ใซใฏใงใใชใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’่ฒฌใ‚ใคใคๅ›ฝใฎ่€…ใŸใกใ‚’ไฝฟใ„็ถšใ‘ใŸ。


ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ—ฅๅฐใ•ใช็Ž‹ๆง˜ใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ็ซ‹ๆดพใซใฟใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฑฑ่ปŠใŒๅฟ…่ฆใ ใจ่€ƒใˆๅ››ไบบใปใฉ่ทไบบใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณใคใ‘ใŸ。ใพใšๅœŸๅฐใฎๆœจๆใ‚’็ต„ใฟ็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹่ทไบบใจใใ‚Œใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹้‡‘ๅ…ทใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹่ทไบบ、ใใฎใ‚ใจๆœจๆใซ็ฅžใ€…ใ‚„ๅ‹•็‰ฉใฎๅฝซใ‚Šใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹่ทไบบใจ่Šฑ้ฃพใ‚Šใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹่ทไบบใŒๅŸŽใซ้›†ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ。


็Ž‹ๆง˜ใฏ่ทไบบ้”ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ๅจๅŽณใฎใ‚ใ‚‹่จ€ใ„ๅ›žใ—ใงใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅ่ช‰ใชไบ‹ใชใฎใ ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆๅฑฑ่ปŠใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‰ใ›ใŸ。ใใ‚“ใชไธญ、้‡‘ๅ…ทใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹่ทไบบใ ใ‘ใฏใฏใตใจ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไป•ไบ‹ใฏใ“ใ“ใซใฏใชใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใŸ。ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใชใ‚‰ๅฎถใงๆญŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ„。

ๅคงๅทฅใŒๅคใ„ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใฎ่ทไบบใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ、็ต„ใฟๆœจ็š„ใชใ‚‚ใฎใงไผ็ตฑ็š„ใชใ‚‚ใฎใŒไฝœใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฏใš。ใใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่…•ใฎ่‰ฏใ„่ทไบบใฏ็ต„ใฟๆœจใ‚‚ใงใใ‚‹ใŒ、ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚้‡‘ๅ…ทใงไฝœใ‚Œใจๅฐใ•ใช็Ž‹ๆง˜ใฏใŒใชใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸ。ๆ™ฎๆฎตใ‹ใ‚‰่ชฐใ‹ใฎๅฐใ•ใช่จ€ใ„้–“้•ใ„ใ‚„ๅฐใ•ใช็ง˜ๅฏ†ใ‚’ๆกใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅฐใ•ใช็Ž‹ๆง˜ใฎๅœงใฏๅผทใ、ใ•ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‹ใŒใ‚ใ—ใ„็ง˜ๅฏ†ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใฎใซ、่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒใ„ใ‹ใซ็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ่ทไบบใŸใกใŒใกใฃใฝใ‘ใงๅ‘ใ—ใ„ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ€ใ‚ใ›ๅƒใ‹ใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸ。ใใฎใ†ใˆ่ทไบบใŸใกใซใชใซใ‚‚ใŠ็คผใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ•ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ 。

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้‡‘ๅ…ท่ทไบบใฏๅฐ‘ใ—่ซฆใ‚ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ๅฑฑ่ปŠใŒ็ด ๆ•ตใซใชใ‚Š、ๅ›ฝใฎไบบใŸใกใŒ่ฆณใฆๅ–œใ‚“ใงใใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใจๆ€ใ„็›ดใ—ไธ‰ไบบใฎ่ทไบบใจๅ…ฑใซไป•ไบ‹ใซๅ–ใ‚Š็ต„ใ‚€ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸ。่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไป•ไบ‹ใฏ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใ„ใ‚‹่ชฐใ‹ใฎใŸใ‚ใ ใ‘ใซ่กŒใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใงใฏ็„กใ„ใ“ใจใ‚‚、้‡‘ๅ…ท่ทไบบใฏ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ 。


ๅฑฑ่ปŠใฏ็พŽใ—ใไป•ไธŠใŒใ‚Šๅฐใ•ใช็Ž‹ๆง˜ใฏ、่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ้›†ใ‚ใŸ่ทไบบใฎไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ ใจๆ€ใ„、ๅฑฑ่ปŠใซใฎใ‚‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅงฟใซ้…”ใ„ใ—ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸ。ๅฟƒใฎๅฅฅใฏ็ฉบๆดžใงใ‚ใฃใŸใŒๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸ。


ใใ†ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซ、ๅฐ‘ใ—้›ขใ‚ŒใŸๅ›ฝใฎ็Ž‹ๅฅณใŒใ“ใฎๅฐใ•ใช็Ž‹ๆง˜ใฎๅฑฑ่ปŠใฎใฏใชใ—ใ‚’่žใใคใ‘、่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚‚ๆ˜ฏ้žใใฎๅฑฑ่ปŠใซไน—ใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใจ่€ƒใˆๅ‡บใ—ใŸ。

็Ž‹ๅฅณใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸ。ๅนพๅบฆใ‹ๅ›ฝใ‚’ๆ•‘ใฃใฆใใŸใŒ、ใใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎใŸใณใซๅฎŸใฏใฒใจใ‚Šใšใคๅ›ฝใฎ้ญ”ๅฅณใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ。

่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๆญปใ‚“ใงใ—ใพใ†ใจ、ๆœจใŒ่‚ฒใŸใชใใชใฃใŸใ‚Š、้›จใŒ้™ใ‚‰ใชใใชใฃใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ“ใจใ‚’ๆใ‚Œ้ญ”ๅฅณ้”ใฏ、็ฅˆใ‚Šใ‚’ๅผทใ‚ใŸ。ใใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงๅ…ˆใซ่ตทใ“ใ‚‹ๅ‡บๆฅไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ—ฉใ‚ใฆใใŸใฎใง、ๅ›ฝใฎไบบใฏๆ•‘ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใŒ、ใใฎๅŠ›ใฏ็Ž‹ๅฅณใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ ใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ 。

ใใ‚ŒใŒไปŠ็Ž‹ๅฅณใฏๅ›ฝใฎ้ญ”ๅฅณใŒใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ„ใชใใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ“ใจใซๆฐ—ใฅใ、ๅŠ›ๅฐฝใใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅŠ›ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ‘ใชใ‹ใฃใŸ。็พŽใ—ใ„่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๅฑฑ่ปŠใซใฎใ‚Œใฐใ„ใใ‚‰ใ‹ๆ™‚้–“ใŒ็จผใ’ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจไฟกใ˜ใฆใ„ใŸ。


็พŽใ—ใ„ๅคใฎๆ—ฅ、็š†ๅฐ‘ใ—ไป•ไบ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰่งฃๆ”พใ•ใ‚Œๅฐใ•ใช็Ž‹ๆง˜ใจๅฐ‘ใ—้›ขใ‚ŒใŸๅ›ฝใฎ็Ž‹ๅฅณใŒไน—ใ‚‹ๅฑฑ่ปŠใ‚’่ฆณใซ่กŒใใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸ。่ˆˆๅฅฎใ‚‚ใใฎๅฝ“ๆ™‚ใฏ็—…ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Š้™คใ่–ฌใ ใจไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฎใง、ไบบใ€…ใฏ็ฅญใ‚Šใ‚’ๅฅฝใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใฎใ 。ใใ‚ŒใŒๅฝ็‰ฉใฎ่ˆˆๅฅฎใงใ‚‚ใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚ปใƒœใฏๅƒใใฎใงใ‚ใ‚‹。


ใ•ใฆ、ไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š่กŒใฃใŸใฏใšใฎ้‡‘ๅ…ท่ทไบบใ ใฃใŸใŒ、ๅฅ‡ๅฆ™ใชใ“ใจใ‚’ใŠใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ。ๅฎŸใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ่กŒใฃใŸไป•ไบ‹ใฏๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใคใ‚‚ใฎใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใฎใ‹ๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใŸใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉๆฅฝใ—ใ„ๆ–นใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใฎใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ„่€ƒใˆใซๅ›šใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ 。ใ“ใฎๅŸŽใซไฝใ‚€ๅถ็„ถใงใ‚ใฃใŸ็ฅžใ€…ใŒใŒใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซไบบ้–“ใจๅŒใ˜ๅงฟใ ใฃใŸใฎใง、่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒใŸใ ็„กๅฟƒใงใ„ใŸใ“ใจใ‚’ๅพŒๆ‚”ใ—ใฆ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ญ‚ใ‚’ๅฐ‘ใ—ใงใ‚‚ๅฝขใซใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใจๆ€ฅใช่กๅ‹•ใซใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ 。

ใใ—ใฆๆทฑใ„ๅคœใฎ้–“ใซ、ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๅฑฑ่ปŠใฎ้‡‘ๅ…ทใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๆ›ฟใˆใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸ。้ ใใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใใ‚Œใฏ่”ฆใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฑฑ่ปŠๅ…จไฝ“ใ‚’ๆ”ฏใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ—、่ฟ‘ใใง่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‚ๆค็‰ฉใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅ†™ใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซไป•ไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใŒ、ใฒใจใคใ‚‚ๅฝนใซใฏ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸ。


ๅ›ฝไธญใฎใ‚‚ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ๅฎˆใ‚‹ไธญ、่ฏใ‚„ใ‹ใชๅฑฑ่ปŠใฏๅ‹•ใๅ‡บใ—ใŸ。็ฅžใ€…ใ—ใ•ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใŸใ‚ใซๅ›ฝใฎไธ€็•ช้ซ˜ใ„ๅฑฑใ‚’ใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๅ›žใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸ。

็ซœใงใ‚‚ๅ‡บใฆใใใ†ใช้“ใซๅทฎใ—ๆŽ›ใ‹ใฃใŸๆ™‚、ๆฐ—ไป˜ใ‹ใฌใปใฉใฎ้ŸณใŒ้ณดใ‚Šๆ‰‰ใŒๅค–ใ‚Œ、ๆ”ฏใˆใฆใ„ใŸๆœจ็ต„ใฟใฏใƒใƒฉใƒใƒฉใจๅค–ใ‚Œ、ๅด–ใฎไธ‹ใซๅฐใ•ใช็Ž‹ๆง˜ใจๅฐ‘ใ—้›ขใ‚ŒใŸๅ›ฝใฎ็Ž‹ๅฅณใฏ่ฝใกใฆ่กŒใฃใŸ。

ใใ“ใซใฏๅฑฑๅธซใŒๆฝœใ‚“ใงใ„ใฆ、ใตใŸใ‚Šใฎ่กฃ่ฃ…ใ‚’ๅ‰ฅใŽๅ–ใ‚Šไฟ้คŠๅœฐใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸ。ๅฑฑๅธซใฏใพใŸๅˆฅใฎๅฑฑๅธซใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณๆ•ฃๆญฉใ‚’ใ—ใŸ。


ไฝœ:ใƒŸใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒใ‚ฏ

ๆ˜จๆ—ฅ้–ƒใ„ใŸ่ฉฑ๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿ’ญ

ใ„ใคใ‚‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™๐Ÿค๐Ÿค๐Ÿค



Folktale style lessons

Little floats


Once upon a time, in a small country, there was a little king.

Ever since he was a child, he had underestimated his sympathetic parents and had mistaken his calculating nature for intelligence. Of course, profit and loss is a natural part of human nature and we have to stop it and get over it, but this little king was spoiled and allowed to be spoiled, and from the beginning he took it for granted that everyone around him had something to offer him. He was always on the lookout for anything that might be of use, and if he saw anything that might be of use, he would call it into his castle.


One day the little king decided that he needed a float that would make him look respectable, so he called in four craftsmen. First of all, there were those who assembled the wood for the base and those who made the fittings to hold it together. Then there were those who carved gods and animals into the wood and those who made the decorations.


The king told the craftsmen that it was a great honour to be allowed to make the floats, in a dignified way. But the craftsman who made the metal fittings suddenly realised that his work did not belong here. I'd rather be at home singing than doing this.

If the carpenter was an old-fashioned craftsman, he would be able to make something traditional, like a piece of wood. Then the little king bellowed, "A good carpenter can do that, but he must make it with metal fittings.” The little king, who was always on the lookout for someone's little misstatements and little secrets, was very pressurised and tried to make it seem as if he had some dubious secret to tell, as if he were the great one and the craftsmen were small and lowly. And he didn't even want to thank them for their work.

(WTF)


The goldsmith gives up a little and decides to work with the three craftsmen, hoping that somehow the float will look nice and the people of the country will be happy to see it. The metalworker knew that his work was not only for the benefit of the people in front of him.


The float turned out beautifully, and the little king thought that the work of the craftsmen he had collected was his own, and was intoxicated by the sight of himself on it. In the back of his mind was a hollow place, but he had forgotten it.


In the meantime, a princess from a distant land heard about the little king's float and decided that she too would like to ride on it.

The princess was supposed to be able to use magic. She had saved the country several times, but each time she had done so, she had actually killed one of the country's witches.

Fearing that if sisters died, the trees would stop growing and the rain would stop falling, the witches intensified their prayers. By doing so, they had hastened the events that were to come, and the people of the country had been saved, but it was thought that the power belonged to the Princess.

Now she realises that the country's witches have all but disappeared, and she must show her power at the last moment. She believed that if she, the beautiful one, was on the float, it would buy her some time.


On a beautiful summer's day, everyone decided to take a break from their work and go and see the float with the little king and the princess of a distant country. People loved the festival because excitement was also believed at that time to be a remedy for sickness. Even if it was fake excitement, the placebo would work.


Now the metalworker, who had done his job well, had a strange thought. He was thinking about something strange: whether the work he had done should be useful or useless but enjoyable. The gods who happened to live in the castle looked so much like human beings that he felt a sudden urge to give some form to his spirit, regretting that he had been so absent-minded like KUU.

In the deep of the night, he completely replaced the metal fittings of the float. From a distance it supported the whole float like ivy, and up close it looked like the life of a living plant, but none of it was working.


As the whole country looked on, the glamorous float was set in motion. It was to go round the highest mountain in the country to give it a divine appearance.

As they approached a path that looked as if it might lead to the appearance of a dragon, there was an imperceptible noise, the door came off, the wooden frame that held it in place fell apart, and the little king and the little queen fell down the cliff.

There lurked a imposter, who stripped them of their clothes and took them to a sanctuary. The imposter called another imposter and they went for a walk.


wrriten by The Medium Necks


I had an idea yesterday ๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿค๐Ÿค๐Ÿค so rough.

Thank you for looking through it.





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