Once upon a time there was a little gnome named Timm Pixie. One day, while winding a thin thread of cobweb into a ball in the thorny blackberry bushes, he tore his beautiful suit. Arriving home, Timmy tried to sew up the hole, but nothing worked, the patch was in the most visible place - on the back, and it was terribly ugly.
“I myself, of course, won’t see this hole,” Timm consoled himself, “but what will people think?” I think I need to make a new suit.
And the poor gnome hurried to the tailor.
- Good morning, Timm! - said the tailor. - How can I help you?
“I want you to sew me a new suit, as beautiful as this one,” Timm answered. — My old suit was very comfortable and warm, it had large pockets in which you could carry whatever you wanted. I want you to sew me the same one.
“Okay,” agreed the tailor. He took Timm's measurements and wrote everything down in his tailor's book.
“Only I would like,” Timm said in parting, “for you to make it from green cloth.”
- Okay, the suit will be ready by tomorrow.
The tailor cut a piece of emerald cloth and was about to start sewing when Timm shouted from the yard:
— I think blue suits me better.
“But I’ve already cut off the green material,” the tailor was surprised.
“Nothing,” replied Timm, “after all, I will wear the suit, and that’s why I order the material, and I want it to be blue.”
Shrugging his shoulders, the tailor was about to cut off the blue fabric when Timm shouted:
- Perhaps make it red!
-Are you sure about this? — the patient tailor asked doubtfully.
“Yes, of course,” Timm answered, but after a few minutes he said that it would be better to make the suit yellow. Ten minutes later, Timm decided that the suit needed to be made from blue fabric, then from purple.
- But what color do you want the suit? - The tailor lost patience.
He laid out fabrics of all colors in front of Timm and suggested:
- Choose!
- But what should I do? “I like all the colors and it’s so hard to choose one,” Timmy replied.
“Then go home, I’ll choose a good color myself.”
On the way home and all night, Timmy, without sleeping a wink, thought about what color the tailor would choose for him. As soon as it was dawn, he was already standing at the master’s door. He had to wait several hours. The tailor knew that Timmy was waiting for him outside the door, but was in no hurry to let him in. First he had breakfast, then washed the floor and put everything in order.
At exactly nine o'clock he let Timmy into the house.
- Well, are you ready? What color is it? “Oh, I hope you chose the best color,” Timmy asked, jumping up and down with impatience.
The tailor took him into the room and showed him a suit. Timm grabbed it and began to examine it. He was delighted with the new suit.
- Well, did I choose the right color? - the tailor laughed.
- Yes, yes! - Timm was happy. - You are the smartest tailor in the world.
“Try it on,” advised the flattered tailor.
Timm tried on the new suit, and it suited him just right. What color was Timm's new suit?
A clever tailor took a piece of each fabric and sewed Timm a suit from all the colors of the rainbow.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru