Title:
The Tale Of The Clever Peasant - Bedtime Stories for Kids
Description:
This is a short folktale from Ukraine that tells the story of a clever and smooth talking peasant and a greedy and haughty chief.
Keywords:
The peasant, chief, poor peasant, farmer, poor farmer, Ukraine, short stories for kids, folktale, short moral stories for kids, kids world fun
Text:
This is a folktale from Ukraine, rewritten for Kids World Fun
Once upon a time in a village in Ukraine, there lived a rich landlord. He owned many farms, fields and forests. He owned so much land, that the peasants of the village treated him as their chief.
The chief however was an arrogant and petty minded man, with very little regard …show more content…
One night, after a hard days’ work, three poor peasants were sitting around the fire and discussing their day’s work.
The first peasants proudly said, “I saw the chief today. He rode by as I was working in the field.”
While the second one said, “Well, that’s nothing. I went to his granary to drop two sacks of potatoes and onions, and he was standing at the door of the mansion.”
A third peasant, who was drinking and listening to all this incessant chatter, laughed and said, “So, what’s so great about this? Anyone can see him, if he passes by.” Then he boasted and said, “If I want, I can go and have a meal with him at his table.”
The other peasants laughed at him and thought he was crazy as he was the poorest among them. “You must be drunk,” they said in unison.
“His servants and security guards will kick you out,” said the first …show more content…
He then asked, “what is it the good and important news that you have for me?”
The peasant looked around and said, “I am sorry, it is for your ears only, so we must talk in private.”
The chief got more curious. He dismissed his servants and asked them to lock the door behind them.
Once he was alone, the poor peasant asked the chief, ”What would be the price of a slab of gold as large as a horse’s head?”
The chief became more curious. He assumed that the peasant must have found some buried treasure, and did not want to disclose it to anybody. Since he was the chief, the poor chap must have come for protection. Otherwise, why would this stinking peasant come all this way to ask about this.
The poor farmer then said, “If you cannot tell me, I shall go elsewhere. Besides, my wife is waiting with my lunch.”
Hearing this, the chief politely asked him to stay on for lunch, and saw to that the poor farmer was treated to an excellent six-course meal, with his most expensive vodka.
After a fine meal, the peasant relaxed for a while, while the chief asked him, “Now go home and bring me that piece of gold and I shall give you a horse for