Having many gorgeous nieces and nephews around, I have grown accustomed to reading them bedtime stories filled with ridiculous stories of frogs turning into princes, and the pretty demure princess getting the handsome prince and living happily ever after. A farce based on fanciful stupors of materialistic royalty and shallow goals.
I read a story to my nephew over the weekend that was pretty damn cool, though, in my books.
A Golden Touch
There was once a king who wished that everything he touched would turn to gold.
His wish was granted by a passing fairy, and he ran around his palace turning all his belongings into gold. Vases, statues, plates and even cushions were turned to gold as soon as he touched them.
“I will be so rich,” he thought.
Before long, the king started to feel hungry.
“Bring me some fruit,” he ordered his servant. But when the king picked up an apple, it turned to gold before it even reached his lips.
The king began to feel very sad, but when his wife tried to comfort him with a hug, even she turned to gold.
“I never want to see gold again,” sobbed the king and he wished with all his heart for things to be back to normal.
Luckily, the fairy, who had been watching all along, took pity on him. everything changed back to the way it had been before.
The king had learned his lesson and he knew that there were many ordinary things more valuable than gold.
Okay, so if I had written the story, the fairy wouldn’t have taken pity on the king, but you get the point…