Friday, April 23, 2021

Lessons

 昔話風的教訓

小さな山車


昔、ある小さな国に小さな王様がいた。

子供の頃から情にもろい親をみくびっていて、自分の計算高さを頭の良さだと勘違いしていた。もちろん損得感情は人間に備わっている自然な感情なので人間はこれをやめ、乗り越えなければいけないが、とにかく甘やかされ許されてしまったこの小さな王様は、周りにいるものは皆初めから自分に何か捧げる事が当たり前だと思っていた。それで常に周りに目を光らせ役に立ちそうなものがあれば進んでそのもの達を城に呼び、ちょうど自分がしつらえようとしている城のあちこちや、着物の手配など、無理難題を相手が簡単にはできないことを責めつつ国の者たちを使い続けた。


そんなある日小さな王様は自分が立派にみえるような山車が必要だと考え四人ほど職人を呼びつけた。まず土台の木材を組み立てる職人とそれを止める金具を作る職人、そのあと木材に神々や動物の彫りものをする職人と花飾りを作る職人が城に集められた。


王様は職人達に向かい威厳のある言い回しでこれは名誉な事なのだと言って山車を作らせた。そんな中、金具を作る職人だけははふと自分の仕事はここにはないと思った。こんなことをするくらいなら家で歌っていたい。

大工が古いタイプの職人であれば、組み木的なもので伝統的なものが作れるはず。そうすると腕の良い職人は組み木もできるが、どうしても金具で作れと小さな王様はがなり出した。普段から誰かの小さな言い間違いや小さな秘密を握っていた小さな王様の圧は強く、さもいかがわしい秘密があるかのようのに、自分がいかに素晴らしく職人たちがちっぽけで卑しいかのように思わせ働かせようとした。そのうえ職人たちになにもお礼をするつもりさえなかったのだ。

(WTF)


金具職人は少し諦めなんとか山車が素敵になり、国の人たちが観て喜んでくれればと思い直し三人の職人と共に仕事に取り組むことにした。自分の仕事は目の前にいる誰かのためだけに行われるためでは無いことも、金具職人は知っていたのだ。


山車は美しく仕上がり小さな王様は、自分が集めた職人の仕事を自分のものだと思い、山車にのる自分の姿に酔いしれていた。心の奥は空洞であったが忘れてしまっていた。


そうこうしているうちに、少し離れた国の王女がこの小さな王様の山車のはなしを聞きつけ、自分も是非その山車に乗りたいと考え出した。

王女は魔法が使えることになっていた。幾度か国を救ってきたが、その魔法のたびに実はひとりずつ国の魔女を殺していた。

自分が死んでしまうと、木が育たなくなったり、雨が降らなくなったりしてしまうことを恐れ魔女達は、祈りを強めた。そうすることで先に起こる出来事を早めてきたので、国の人は救われていたが、その力は王女のものだと思われていたのだ。

それが今王女は国の魔女がすっかりいなくなってしまったことに気づき、力尽きるところでどうしても力を見せなければいけなかった。美しい自分が山車にのればいくらか時間が稼げるだろうと信じていた。


美しい夏の日、皆少し仕事から解放され小さな王様と少し離れた国の王女が乗る山車を観に行くことにした。興奮もその当時は病を取り除く薬だと信じられていたので、人々は祭りを好んでいたのだ。それが偽物の興奮でもプラセボは働くのである。


さて、仕事をしっかり行ったはずの金具職人だったが、奇妙なことをおもっていた。実は自分が行った仕事は役に立つものが良いのか役に立たないけれど楽しい方が良いのかというどうでもよい考えに囚われていたのだ。この城に住む偶然であった神々ががあまりに人間と同じ姿だったので、自分がただ無心でいたことを後悔して自分の魂を少しでも形にしなければと急な衝動にかられたのだ。

そして深い夜の間に、すっかり山車の金具を取り替えてしまった。遠くから見るとそれは蔦のように山車全体を支えていたし、近くで見ても植物の命を写したように仕上がっていたが、ひとつも役には立っていなかった。


国中のものが見守る中、華やかな山車は動き出した。神々しさを出すために国の一番高い山をくるりと回ることになっていた。

竜でも出てきそうな道に差し掛かった時、気付かぬほどの音が鳴り扉が外れ、支えていた木組みはバラバラと外れ、崖の下に小さな王様と少し離れた国の王女は落ちて行った。

そこには山師が潜んでいて、ふたりの衣装を剥ぎ取り保養地へと向かった。山師はまた別の山師を呼び散歩をした。


作:ミディネク

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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 🐣💭🤍🤍🤍 so rough.

Thank you for looking through it.





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