December 02, 2008

work in progress

Once upon a time, for all stories must start as such, there lived an old stone cutter.  He was the happiest man in the world.  He was very poor but everyday he would go to work cutting stone.  Go to work cutting away at the stout mountains, the giants that he lived under.  They were his friends, his work partners.  He was happy and content.  Everyday he would sing:

'O Lordy, pick a bit a cotton' O Lordy pick a bit a hay, O Lordy I am a mountain, O lordy I pick a bit a day'

Then after forty years of such happy days, he was asked to do some work for a rich man. A very very rich man.  He was astounded by the wealth and comfort that the man lived in.  The fire which the servants built, the silver cutlery placed upon the table, the plumbing so that the rich man might have a hot bath.  All of this the stone cutter percieved and wanted.  He became jealous and disgusted at the poverty in which he was living, he wanted to be like the rich man.

That night when he was saying his prayers, he confronted God. 'O Lord' he said, 'all my life I have prayed to you, thanked you, sacrificed for you, glorified you.  Every sunday I have attended the mass. Why then am I poor, and the man I have been working for rich, who has not an icon of you in his house.  Will you not make me rich?'  God heard his prayer and because he was indeed a devout man, he appeared as a voice to the stonecutter. 'Because you are indeed a devout man I will give you five wishes. Do with them as you will and may you learn much by it'

That very night the stonecutter wished into the wind that he could be indeed a rich man, a very very rich man.  As soon as the the words had disappeared into the silence, he found himself in such house the like of which he had never seen.  Servents lightly running across the stone hall floor to make ready the duck from burning, to make up the goose feathered beds.  There was that smell of insence and leather and dood and big fires and most of all of money.......


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  1. XCW

    Interesting the person who used to pay for his stone-cutting work is not mentioned.

    05 Dec 2008, 03:10

  2. XCW

    or noone employed him , cutting stones was just his hobby, so after he became rich, he could spend a tidy bit of his huge sum of money to get some stone-cutting machines or hire some people to cut stones with him when he feels like it..or find some other new hobbies if those make him happy

    05 Dec 2008, 03:15


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