Cucumbers GoldLong time ago in the island of Java, Indonesia, lived a couple of farmer. They had married forsome years but they had no children. So they prayed to a monster called Buta Ijo to give themchildren. Buta Ijo was a ferocious and powerful monster. He granted their wish on onecondition. When their children had grown up, they had to sacrifice them to Buta Ijo. He likedeating fresh meat of human being. The farmers agreed to his condition. Several months later thewife was pregnant.She gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. They named her Timun Emas. The farmers were happy.Timun Emas was very healthy and a very smart girl. She was also very diligent. When she was ateenager Buta Ijo came to their house. Timun Emas was frightened so she ran away to hide. Thefarmers then told Buta Ijo that Timun Emas was still a child. They asked him to postpone. ButaIjo agreed. He promised to come again. The following year Buta Ijo came again. But again andagain their parents said that Timun Emas was still a child.When the third time Buta Ijo came their parents had prepared something for him. They gaveTimun Emas several bamboo needles, seeds of cucumber, dressing and salt.‘Timun, take these things’‘What are these things?’‘These are your weapons. Buta Ijo will chase you. He will eat you alive. So run as fast as youcan. And if he will catch you spread this to the ground. Now go!’
Timun Emas was scared so she ran as quickly as she could. When Buta Ijo arrived she was farfrom home. He was very angry when he realized that his prey had left. So he ran to chase her.He had a sharp nose so he knew what direction his prey ran.Timun Emas was just a girl while Buta Ijo was a monster so he could easily catch her up. Whenhe was just several steps behind Timun Emas quickly spread the seeds of cucumber. In secondsthey turned into many vines of cucumber. The exhausted Buta Ijo was very thirsty so he grabbedand ate them. When Buta Ijo was busy eating cucumber Timun Emas could run away.But soon Buta Ijo realized and started running again. When he was just several steps behindTimun Emas threw her bamboo needles. Soon they turned into dense bamboo trees. Buta Ijofound it hard to pass. It took him some time to break the dense bamboo forest. MeanwhileTimun Emas could run farther.Buta Ijo chased her again. When he almost catch her again and again Timun Emas threw herdressing. This time it turned into a lake. Buta Ijo was busy to save himself so Timun Emas ranway. But Buta Ijo could overcome it and continued chasing her.Finally when Timun Emas was almost caught she threw her salt. Soon the land where Buta Ijostood turned into ocean. Buta Ijo was drowned and died instantly.Timun Emas was thankful to god and came back to her home.
Wolves and 7 Kids GoatThere was once upon a time an old goat who had seven little kids, and loved them with all thelove of a mother for her children. One day she wanted to go into the forest and fetch some food.So she called all seven to her and said, dear children, I have to go into the forest, be on yourguard against the wolf, if he comes in, he will devour you all - skin, hair, and everything. Thewretch often disguises himself, but you will know him at once by his rough voice and his blackfeet. The kids said, dear mother, we will take good care of ourselves, you may go away withoutany anxiety. Then the old one bleated, and went on her way with an easy mind.It was not long before some one knocked at the house-door and called, open the door, dearchildren, your mother is here, and has brought something back with her for each of you. But thelittle kids knew that it was the wolf, by the rough voice. We will not open the door, cried they,you are not our mother. She has a soft, pleasant voice, but your voice is rough, you are the wolf.Then the wolf went away to a shopkeeper and bought himself a great lump of chalk, ate this andmade his voice soft with it.Then he came back, knocked at the door of the house, and called, open the door, dear children,your mother is here and has brought something back with her for each of you. But the wolf hadlaid his black paws against the window, and the children saw them and cried, we will not openthe door, our mother has not black feet like you, you are the wolf. Then the wolf ran to a bakerand said, I have hurt my feet, rub some dough over them for me. And when the baker hadrubbed his feet over, he ran to the miller and said, strew some white meal over my feet for me.
The miller thought to himself, the wolf wants to deceive someone, and refused, but the wolf said,if you will not do it, I will devour you.Then the miller was afraid, and made his paws white for him. Truly, this the way of mankind.So now the wretch went for the third time to the house-door, knocked at it and said, open thedoor for me, children, your dear little mother has come home, and has brought every one of yousomething back from the forest with her. The little kids cried, first show us your paws that wemay know if you are our dear little mother. Then he put his paws in through the window, andwhen the kids saw that they were white, they believed that all he said was true, and opened thedoor.But who should come in but the wolf they were terrified and wanted to hide themselves. Onesprang under the table, the second into the bed, the third into the stove, the fourth into thekitchen, the fifth into the cupboard, the sixth under the washing-bowl, and the seventh into theclock-case. But the wolf found them all, and used no great ceremony, one after the other heswallowed them down his throat. The youngest, who was in the clock-case, was the only one hedid not find. When the wolf had satisfied his appetite he took himself off, laid himself downunder a tree in the green meadow outside, and began to sleep. Soon afterwards the old goat camehome again from the forest. Ah. What a sight she saw there.The house-door stood wide open. The table, chairs, and benches were thrown down, thewashing-bowl lay broken to pieces, and the quilts and pillows were pulled off the bed. Shesought her children, but they were nowhere to be found. She called them one after another byname, but no one answered. At last, when she caame to the youngest, a soft voice cried, dearmother, I am in the clock-case. She took the kid out, and it told her that the wolf had come andhad eaten all the others.Then you may imagine how she wept over her poor children. At length in her grief she went out,and the youngest kid ran with her. When they came to the meadow, there lay the wolf by the treeand snored so loud that the branches shook. She looked at him on every side and saw thatsomething was moving and struggling in his gorged belly. Ah, heavens, she said, is it possiblethat my poor children whom he has swallowed down for his supper, can be still alive.
Then the kid had to run home and fetch scissors, and a needle and thread and the goat cut openthe monsters stomach, and hardly had she make one cut, than one little kid thrust its head out,and when she cut farther, all six sprang out one after another, and were all still alive, and hadsuffered no injury whatever, for in his greediness the monster had swallowed them down whole.What rejoicing there was. They embraced their dear mother, and jumped like a sailor at hiswedding. The mother, however, said, now go and look for some big stones, and we will fill thewicked beasts stomach with them while he is still asleep. Then the seven kids dragged thestones thither with all speed, and put as many of them into his stomach as they could get in, andthe mother sewed him up again in the greatest haste, so that he was not aware of anything andnever once stirred.When the wolf at length had had his fill of sleep, he got on his legs, and as the stones in hisstomach made him very thirsty, he wanted to go to a well to drink. But when he began to walkand move about, the stones in his stomach knocked against each other and rattled. Then criedhe, what rumbles and tumbles against my poor bones. I thought twas six kids, but it feels likebig stones. And when he got to the well and stooped over the water to drink, the heavy stonesmade him fall in, and he had to drown miserably. When the seven kids saw that, they camerunning to the spot and cried aloud, the wolf is dead. The wolf is dead, and danced for joy roundabout the well with their mother.