Reading Notes: The Broken Pot- Part A
Title: The Broken Pot
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There once was seven brother and a sister. The brothers were married, but the sister did all the cooking at the home. The wives did not like her because she got all the glory at home, yet she does not work and the meals were not on time. The sisters called their Bonga and told him, "At midday when our sister-in-law goes to get water, make it to where the the water in the pitcher vanish and slowly appears. Keep the maiden as your own."
When the maiden went to collect the water she saw it vanish. She began to weep. The water slowly started to rise until it reached her ankles. She called out to her brothers. "Oh! My brother, the water reaches my ankles, Still, Oh! My brother, the pitcher will not dip."
The water continued all the way up over her head as she cried out, "Oh! My brother, the water reaches my ankles, Still, Oh! My brother, the pitcher will not dip." The water went over her head and she died. The Bonga then transformed her into a Bonga. Soon after that she reappeared as bamboo and was growing beside the water. A Yogi was passing by and decided that he would take the bamboo to make a fiddle. As he began to cut down the bamboo, the bamboo said, "Don't cut near the roots, cut at the top." Out of anger in the bamboo, the Yogi cut the bamboo off at the root.
The fiddle that was made had amazing sound and pitch and the Yogi made lots of money from playing the fiddle. The Yogi went to the brother's home and the brothers tried to buy the fiddle, but the Yogi refused. A young chief got the fiddle and the girl came out of the bamboo. The brothers and their wives became very poor. The sister tried to bring them some water on their arrival and cooked them some rice.
She told them, "You must have known it all, and yet you did not interfere to save me."
That is all the revenge she took.
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When the maiden went to collect the water she saw it vanish. She began to weep. The water slowly started to rise until it reached her ankles. She called out to her brothers. "Oh! My brother, the water reaches my ankles, Still, Oh! My brother, the pitcher will not dip."
The water continued all the way up over her head as she cried out, "Oh! My brother, the water reaches my ankles, Still, Oh! My brother, the pitcher will not dip." The water went over her head and she died. The Bonga then transformed her into a Bonga. Soon after that she reappeared as bamboo and was growing beside the water. A Yogi was passing by and decided that he would take the bamboo to make a fiddle. As he began to cut down the bamboo, the bamboo said, "Don't cut near the roots, cut at the top." Out of anger in the bamboo, the Yogi cut the bamboo off at the root.
The fiddle that was made had amazing sound and pitch and the Yogi made lots of money from playing the fiddle. The Yogi went to the brother's home and the brothers tried to buy the fiddle, but the Yogi refused. A young chief got the fiddle and the girl came out of the bamboo. The brothers and their wives became very poor. The sister tried to bring them some water on their arrival and cooked them some rice.
She told them, "You must have known it all, and yet you did not interfere to save me."
That is all the revenge she took.
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