The Fisherman
(By Maria Emilia Moura)
Once upon a time there was a
fisherman armed with his fishing rod
who would make his way every day
from his village to the river bank.
There he would wait patiently for
the fish to bite. As soon As he had exactly three fish cought
,
he would leave the river and went his way
slowly home to the cottage where he
short-lived with his wife and son. This
strange routine Saturday was much
commented in the village. Then one day
, a tourist arrived and began to
go for the daily walk to the river bank.
After a view days of watching the
lone fisherman, he finally spoke to him
.
"excuse me, but I've been observing your unusual routine Saturday
for
several days. You always catch
exactly three fish and then go
away. "
"And why on earth should I want to
wait around here after that? "
"for more fish to take the bait."
"But I only need three fish.
There are only three of us at home. "
"And you've never thought of
trying to catch more fish?"
"What for?"
"To sell, so that you could buy the net
and a fishing boat?"
"So that you can buy a bigger house
and then may be another boat and
have people working for you."
"What for?"
"So that you could have other
things, be very rich and do all the things you like doing
."
"The things I like doing? But what I
like doing thing is fishing! "
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