On the edge of the city lived a cooper. He didn’t have a job, and that means he didn’t have any money either. And the winter turned out to be harsh. Every day there was a strong wind. The small cooper's house creaked and swayed. Even the thickest trees in the garden bent to the ground.
One morning the cooper looked out the window and said to his wife: “Look at the hurricane!” Finally, you and I will get rich.” “How can we get rich from a hurricane?” I don't understand! - the wife answered. - Well, you women are stupid! You never listen to your husbands, and that’s why you miss out on happiness.
- What kind of happiness is this - a hurricane? Bondar cleared his throat and said: “You see, here’s the thing.” When a strong wind blows, dust rises. Dust gets into people's eyes. Dust makes your eyes red and watery. This is our happiness.
- Well, let people’s eyes water, what is our happiness here? - How slow-witted you are! People's eyes will hurt. A lot of people will go blind. This means that the blind will appear. What can blind people do? All they can do is wander the roads, play, sing and beg. What will they play on? Of course, on shamisen. This is our happiness.
- Well, let them play on the shamisen, where is our happiness? - What a clueless one! After all, shamisen are covered with cat skin. If you need shamisen, you will also need cats. All cats will be killed. This is our happiness.
- Well, let them kill the cats, where is our happiness in this? - But if there are no cats, there will be mice in all the pantries. The mice will gnaw all the tubs and barrels. This means people will need new barrels and hoops. I will have a lot of work. So you and I will get rich.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru