DANSK

Halmstrået, gnisten og bønnen

ENGLISH

Straw, coal, and bean


Der var engang en fattig kone, som boede i en lille landsby. En dag gjorde hun ild på skorstenen for at koge sig nogle bønner, og for at det skulle brænde hurtigere, stak hun en håndfuld halmstrå i ilden. Da hun rystede bønnerne ud i gryden, faldt en af dem ved siden af, uden at hun mærkede det. Den kom til at ligge ved siden af et halmstrå, og lidt efter sprang der en gnist ned fra ilden og faldt i nærheden af dem. "Hvor kommer I fra, godtfolk," spurgte halmstrået. "Gudskelov jeg slap ud af skorstenen," sagde gnisten, "ellers var jeg blevet brændt til aske." - "Jeg må også være glad over, at jeg har beholdt livet," sagde bønnen, " hvis jeg var kommet i gryden med mine kammerater, var jeg blevet kogt til grød." - "Og min skæbne var nær ikke blevet bedre," sagde halmstrået, "den gamle tog alle mine brødre, hele tresindstyve, og kastede dem på ilden. Heldigvis slap jeg fra hende og faldt herned." - "Hvad skal vi nu gøre," spurgte gnisten. "Jeg synes, vi skal holde sammen for fremtiden," svarede bønnen, "og for at vi ikke skal blive udsat for flere farer her, synes jeg, vi skal drage bort til et fremmed land."
An old woman lived in a village. She had gathered a serving of beans and wanted to cook them, so she prepared a fire in her fireplace. To make it burn faster she lit it with a handful of straw. While she was pouring the beans into the pot, one of them fell unnoticed to the floor, coming to rest next to a piece of straw. Soon afterward a glowing coal jumped out of the fireplace and landed next to them. The straw said, "Dear friends, where do you come from?" The coal answered, "I jumped from the fireplace, to my good fortune. If I had not forced my way out, I surely would have died. I would have burned to ash." The bean said, "I too saved my skin. If the old woman had gotten me into the pot I would have been cooked to mush without mercy, just like my comrades." - "Would my fate have been any better?" said the straw. "The old woman sent all my brothers up in fire and smoke. She grabbed sixty at once and killed them. Fortunately I slipped through her fingers." - "What should we do now?" asked the coal. "Because we have so fortunately escaped death," answered the bean, "I think that we should join together as comrades. To prevent some new misfortune from befalling us here, let us together make our way to another land."


De to andre syntes godt om forslaget, og de begav sig straks på vej. Men da de havde gået et stykke, kom de til en lille bæk, og da der ingen bro var, vidste de ikke, hvordan de skulle komme over. Halmstrået fandt imidlertid på råd og sagde: "Jeg lægger mig tværs over vandet, så kan I bruge mig til bro." Det sprang nu ud i vandet og lagde sig henover det, og gnisten, der var rask på det, begav sig nok så kæk ud på broen. Men da den var kommet et lille stykke ud, blev den bange, da den hørte, hvordan vandet brusede, og standsede og turde ikke gå videre. Der gik da ild i halmstrået, det brændte over i to stykker, og gnisten faldt hvislende ned i vandet og druknede. Bønnen, der endnu stod på bredden, brast i latter, da den så det, og lo så voldsomt, at den revnede. Det havde nu også været ude med den, hvis der ikke til alt held var kommet en skrædder forbi. Han fik medlidenhed med bønnen, tog nål og tråd frem og syede den sammen. Bønnen takkede ham mange gange. Manden havde imidlertid syet med sort garn, og deraf kommer det, at der er en sort stribe på alle bønner.
This proposal pleased the other two, and they set forth all together. They soon came to a small brook, and because there was neither a bridge nor a walkway there, they did not know how they would get across it. Then the straw had a good idea, and said, "I will lay myself across it, and you can walk across me like on a bridge." So the straw stretched himself from one bank to the other. The coal, who was a hot-headed fellow, stepped brashly onto the newly constructed bridge, but when he got to the middle and heard the water rushing beneath him, he took fright, stopped, and did not dare to go any further. Then the straw caught fire, broke into two pieces, and fell into the brook. The coal slid after him, hissed as he fell into the water, and gave up the ghost. The bean who had cautiously stayed behind on the bank had to laugh at the event. He could not stop, and he laughed so fiercely that he burst. Now he too would have died, but fortunately a wandering tailor was there, resting near the brook. Having a compassionate heart, he got out a needle and thread and sewed the bean back together. The bean thanked him most kindly. However, because he had used black thread, since that time all beans have had a black seam.





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