ANH VĂN THIẾU NHI – TRUYỆN CỔ TÍCH ANH NGỮ
( KO CÓ BẢN DỊCH) The little orphan

Once upon a time there were seven brothers. They were all strong and
handsome except the youngest one. He was weak and ugly. His brothers
laughed at him. Then the boys' parents died. The six brothers made their
youngest brother to do all the hard and dirty work. His life was very
unhappy. So he thought, "I will look for the god Zanahari. I will ask him
to help me."

The little orphan got up early one morning. He ran out of the house. On
the road, he met an old man. "Where are you going?" asked the man.

"I want to see Zanahari." answered the little orphan. "Can you tell me
how to find him?"

"Yes," said the old man. "Cross this mountain. On the other said there is a
sugarcane field. It belongs to Zanahari. Do not touch the sugarcane. Keep
going and soon you will see Zanahari's sheep. Do not disturb them. Next
you will come to Zanahari's organe trees. The organes are large and
beautiful, but do not pick any. Then you will see another mountain.
Climb over it and you will see Zanahari's oxen. Don't throw stones at
them. After that you will see a beutiful, clear pond. Don't drink from it; it
belongs to Zanahari. Finally you will reach Zanahari's house. His wife
will answer the door. Be polite to her. She will give you some water. Do
not touch the jug when you drink."

The little orphan thanked the old man. He smiled and left.

Zanahari put his hand on the little orphan's head. He made him strong and
handsome. The happy orphan thanked Zanahari and went home. His
brothers were very surprised.

"What happened to you? Where were you?" they asked.
"You know I was unhappy. I went to see Zanahari. He changed me."

The six brothers thought, "We'll go see him, too. Then Zanahari will
make us stonger and more handsome." The brothers went out to the road.
There they met the old man. He gave them the same directions he gave
their youngest brother. But the six brothers did not follow the directions.

"No one will see us," they said.

Finally they reached Zanahari's house. The god asked "What do you
want?"
"We want to be stronger and more handsome."
"Did you see my sugarcane field on the way here?"
"Yes we did, and we picked some sugarcane."
"Did you see my sheep?"
"Yes. We were hungry, so we ate one."
"Did you see my organes?"
"Yes, we ate some."
"You didn't throw stones at my oxen, did you?"
"Yes, we did."
"Did you drink from my pond?"
"Yes we did."
Then Zanahari asked his wife, "Did they behave well?"
"No they were rude," she said. "They took the water jug in their hands,
too."