This is the story of the Golden Fish
There are an old Russian town, the tale of an old man and his good wife, who has thirty three summers and thirty three winters, live in a thumbal down old house in a shore of deeply ocean. The old man was a fisherman, and his good wife spangua on her yard.
So once upon a time, the fisherman cast his net into the Ocean, only to plough on a large clumb of mud and he again cast his net into the Ocean, and this time, caught nothing but lot of sea-weeds.
However, when he cast his net into the water for the third time, one fish is all that he landed. But this was no common fish, but a golden fish, now a golden fish began to employ him and say to him:
- "Put me back into the Ocean old man, I will pay you around-some and I will give you whatever you want."
The old man was astonished, frighten. He has been fishing for thirty three summers and never has he heard a fish speak, so with care, he un-tangled the Golden Fish, and tenderly said God bless you my dear little gold fish, thank you kindly, I don't want your aroundsome, go back into your home in the Ocean in Rome without tendrons. To his wife the old fisherman to tell her about this great marvel.
-" I caught only one fish this morning, a golden fish it was, most un-common, it spoke like a man, and beck me to get back into the Ocean; and promise to pay a rich roundsome whatever I ask for. Huh, I tell you, I did not ask for a roundsome, so I release it without any payment.
His wife rush furious and shout scouting at her husband:
- "Oh, you greed idiot, what a simple man that I have married, you can not make a smear fish pay a roundsome, you may at least ask for a wash-up, for ours has falling into pieces."
And after that, the old man hurrily return to the seashore, with a blue wave for fore looking likely. He call out loud for the Golden fish and the Golden fish swamp up and demanded:
-"What is this you are wanting old man?."
With a bound, the old man said in answer, forgive me, your majesty gold fish, my wife shout at me and won't leave me alone for a minute, she said she wants a new wash-up, for ours has fall into pieces.
The Gold fish manner in answer: "Do not worry, go home, God to be with you, and very well, you shall have a new wash-up".
To his wife, the old fisherman hassin and behold, there it was, a new wash-up. But she shout at him louder than ever: "Old you simpleton, great idiot, to ask for a wash-top, a near wash-top, return to that gold fish you Moron, bound down lown and ask, yes, ask for a cottage.
Again, he went back to sea shore, and this time the blue sea was trouble. He call out loud for the gold fish and the fish swamp up and demanded: "What is this you are wanting old man". With a bound, the old man said in answer:
-" Forgive me, your majesty gold fish, again my wife was angry than ever, and won't leave me alone for a mine, the old tax is that she want a cottage."
The Golden mermaid in answer: "Don't worry, and God be with you and so be it, you got a new cottage".
So back to the old man town, and not a sign that he seen a old thumbal down sack, instead, in his place, set a new gate cottage, the chimmy break, nearly white wash, surrounded by white fence with oak gate. And there, at the windows said his wife, when he saw him, she shouted at him, yet again:
"Oh, Simpleton, you great idiot, to ask for no more than a cottage, oh go and bound down to that Gold fish, and tell it that I am tired of being a pleasant, and I want to be made into a fine lady.
The old median man then return into the seashore, when the Ocean was restlessly proning, call out loud for the Golden Fish, and it swamp up and demanded: "What is this you wanting old man?"
With a bound, the old man said in answer: "Forgive me, your majesty gold fish, my wife is mader than ever, she give me no rest for a second, she said she tired of being a pleasant, and she want to be made of fine lady. The gold fish mermaid in answer: "Do not worry, go home and god be with you".
To his wife, the old fishman hassin, and what did he said: A tall, equisite mansion and sit on this white marbel stair was his wife, wearing a rich golden jacket and a Jew headdress, her neck was heavy laiden with pur, he wear golden ring on her finger. And all around her, several servants bound neatly around her.
The old man then approach this wife and saying: "Greeting, your lady, greeting fine lady, now, I do hope you solely contented. She angrily bate him be silience and send him to serve in the stable. First, a weak slowly pass, then another, then the old woman grow prouder than ever. One morning, she sent for her husband and said: "Husband, bound down to that Golden fish and tell it that I am tired of being a lady, and I want to be made of a Queen. Her husband employ her in terror saying: "Woman, you, you solely gone crazy, you can't even talk like a lady, you can mock it all over the kingdom." His old woman grew madder than ever and slap his face and shouted in passion: "How dare you mustic, stand and argue, stand and argue with me, a fine lady, go, go at one, if you do not then I warn you, you will be drag into the shore with that little shore that you have left.
The old man went down to the seashore and the Ocean swolen in silience, and call down aloud for the gold fish, and as ever, it swamps up and demanded: "What is this you are wanting old man". With a bound, the old man said in answer: "Forgive me, your majesty gold fish, again, my wife gone crazy, now she is tired of being a lady, and she wants to be made of a queen. The gold fish mermaid in answer: "Do not worry, go home and god be with you, and very well, she shall be a queen".
To his wife, the old fishman hassen and what did he see, a grand palace, and in the palace, he saw a grand table, and there sat his wife, a queen, attended by noble and voyer, who was pouring wine in her globet, and around her, grimgod stood silience her shoulder, the old man graps on his shoulder, he bounds her feet and said humbly: Greeting, oh my mighty queen, now, I do hope that you are solely contented, but she give not an answer to her husband, she order her thrust from her prison. The voyer and noble all hassen and blow him from the chamber, the guard at the door wave their harbert and threaten to cut him into pieces, all the people rioted him saying: "Search you right now, you ill breast old fellow, this will teach you a lesson into further."
First, a week slowly past, then another, and the old woman grow prouder than ever, that one morning, she sent for her husband and her chamber in hail all before her. The old woman speak at burst at her husband: "Go and bound down to the golden fish, and tell it that I am tired of being a queen, of the sea I want to be a mistress, with my home in the mist of the blue ocean water, and the golden fish, I want to be my old servant, to obey my every command and carry out my every arrent. The old man did not contradictor, no not open his lips so he can't answer, he sadly for the seashore, a temper rage over the Ocean, its water was slolen and angry, it fellow was boiling with fury. And he cald down for the golden fish and demanded : "What is this you are wanting oldman?".
With a bound, the old man said in answer: "Forgive me, your majesty old fish, er, what should I do with cousier woman, she is tired of being a queen, of the sea, sea now want to be a mistress, with her home in the blue ocean water, and she wants you to be her own servant, to do her command and her eerants. Not a word spoke the gold fish, it just swiss it tail and disappear into the deep of the ocean. The fisherman waited in vain for an answer and at last, turn his step into the palace, and behold, there again, sut his thumbal down tumbal and on the doorstep, sat his wife with her old broken wash-up, as before.
The end.
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