August 7, 2022 • 11 mins
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(00:00):
Why the heron has a crooked neck. The flames leaped gaily upward in the
wide fireplace, throwing strange shadows onthe painted walls and gleaming on the polished
wood of floor and beam and cupboard. Little Jan basked contentedly in the warmth,
almost dozing, now absently stroking theterrier curled up beside him, now
(00:25):
running his fingers through the soft furof the rug on which he lay.
It was made of silver jackal skins, a dozen of them, to judge
from the six bushy tails spread outon either side, and as otter Carrol's
gaze rested on them, he remarked, reminiscently array, but worm yuckles was
(00:46):
a slim Carrol. No one evergot the better of him without paying for
it. In an instant, LittleJan was sitting bolt upright, every symptom
of sleep banished from his face.The book from which Villam had been laboriously
trying to gain some idea of thephysical features of Russia, was flung to
(01:06):
the far end of the roostbank,while pity suspending for a brief moment his
whittling of a catapult stick slid alongthe floor to get within better sight and
sound of the storyteller. Yes,my little masters. Sometimes it was oom
Liu he cheated. Sometimes it wasO Baspabiyan or oom Wolf, and once
(01:29):
it was the poor little dove.And that is what made me think of
how he was cheated himself. Didthe little dove cheat him? Asked pity
eagerly, No, Basi, thedove is too frightened, not stupid,
Basi, but like people are whenthey are too gentle and kind and believe
everything other people tell them. Shewas sitting on her nest one day,
(01:53):
singing to her little children coo oooo, when Uamyakos prowled along under the
tree and heard her. Al laverold. Now I'll have a nice breakfast,
he thought, and he called out, good morning, Tanter. I
(02:14):
hear you have such pretty little children. Please bring them down for me to
see. But the tanter was frightenedof Yakos and said, I'm sorry,
wum, they are not well today and I must keep them at home.
Then Yakos lost his temper and calledout nonsense. I'm hungry and wants
something to eat, so throw downone of your little children at once.
(02:38):
Vasis nose sometimes crossness drives away frightenedus. And Tante was so cross with
Uamyakovs for wanting to eat one ofher little children that she called out,
no, no, you bad Yakos. I shall do nothing of the sort.
Go away and look for other food. If you don't, I'll fly
up and eat them all. SaidYakos, throw one down at once,
(03:01):
and he stamped about and made sucha horrible noise that poor tant thought he
was really flying up. She lookedat her babies. There wasn't one she
wanted to give, but it wasbetter to lose one than have them all
eaten. So she shut her eyesand fluttered about the nest till one of
(03:21):
them fell out, and Yakos caughtit in his mouth and carried it off
to his hole to eat. Ah. But the poor Tanter was sad.
She spread her wings over her otherchildren and never slept all night, but
looked about this way and that way, with her soft eyes sinking. Every
little noise she heard was Umyakal's tryingto fly up to her nest to gobble
(03:45):
up all her babies. The nextmorning there was Umyako's again, Tanter,
your child was a nice, juicymouthful, throw me down another and make
haste, do you hear, orI'll fly up and eat you all.
Coo coo coo, said Tanter,crying, no, I won't give you
(04:11):
one. But it was no use, and in the end she did what
she had done before, just shuther eyes and fluttered round and round till
a baby fell out of the nest. She thought there was no help for
it. And like some people are, she thought what the eye didn't see,
the heart wouldn't feel. But herheart was very sore, and she
(04:33):
cried more sadly than ever, Andthis time she said, ooh ooh,
ooh, ooh, ooh ooh,it was very sad and sorrowful to listen
to. Oo oo oo oo oooo here came old oo Maria. He
(04:56):
is a kind old bird, thoughhe holds his neck so crooked and looks
like there was nothing to smile atin the whole wide world. Ah,
why do you cry so sadly,Tanter? It nearly gives me a stitch
in my side. Ooh ooh,I'm very miserable. Worm Yakos has eaten
two of my little children, andto morrow he will come for another,
(05:19):
and soon I shall have none left. But why did you let him eat
them? Because he said if Ididn't give him one, he would fly
up and eat them all. Oohooh ooh. Then worm Maria was very
angry. He flapped his wings andstretched out his long neck, so my
(05:42):
basses just so. The children huggedthemselves in silent delight at OTA's fine acting,
and he opened and shut his longbeak to show how he would like
to peck out worm Yakos's wicked eyesif he could only catch him. That
for Fluksta Yakos, he said,to tell such lies. But Tanta,
(06:02):
you are stupid, don't you knowWumyackos can't fly. Now listen to me
when he comes again, tell himyou know he can't fly, and that
you weren't giving any more of yourchildren. The next day there came Wumyakos
again with his old story, butTanta just laughed at him. Ah,
(06:24):
no, you story telling, bushytail. She said, I won't give
you any more of my little children. And you needn't say you'll fly up
and eat them, because I knowyou can't near near, said Wumyakos,
growling. How did you know that, um Maria told me so there,
said Tanta, and you can justgo to your mother my But Tanter was
(06:48):
getting brave now that she knew thatshe and her little children were safe.
That was the worst insult you canever give a grown up Yakos, and
Wumyakos rowled more than ever. Nevermind, he said, at last,
Tanter is only a romance. Iwon't bother with her any more. But
(07:09):
wait till I catch oo Maria.He'll be sorry. He poked his long
nose into my business, the oldmeddler, and he trotted off to look
for him. He hunted and hunted, and at last he found him,
standing on one leg at the sideof the river, with his long neck
drawn in and his head resting onhis shoulders. Good day, Oo,
(07:30):
Maria, he said, politely.How is oom to day? I'm all
right, answered Womeria shortly, withoutmoving an inch. Jacko spoke in a
little small voice, ahtoch so humble, wuem, please come this way a
little. I'm so stupid, butyou are so wise and clever, and
(07:54):
I want to ask your advice aboutsomething. Oo. Maria began to listen.
It is mars so when people hearabout themselves. He put down his
other leg, stretched out his neckand asked over his shoulder, what did
you say, eh, come tochthis way a little? The mud over
(08:15):
there is too soft for me tostand on. I want your valuable advice
about the wind. The other peopleall say, I must ask you,
because no one is as wise asyou. Truly, Yakos was a shlim
Carrol. He knew how to strokeWoomiria's feathers the right way. Woomiria came
slowly over the mud. A personmustn't show he is too pleased. He
(08:41):
even stopped to swallow a little frogon the way, and then he said
careless like, yes, I cantell you all about the wind and weather.
Ask what you like, Yakos,His long neck twisted about with pride.
WOUM, when the wind is fromthe west, how must to one
hold one's head? Is that all? Said Womiria. Just so, and
(09:05):
he turned his head to the east, Thank you um. And when the
wind is from the east, soWomiria bent his neck the other way.
Thank you, um, said thelittle small voice, so grateful and humble.
But when there is a storm andthe rain beats down, how then,
(09:28):
so said Womiria, and he benthis neck down till his head nearly
touched his toes. My little master'sjust as quick as a whip snake shoots
into his hole. So Yakovs shotout his arm and caught Wamria on the
bend of his neck krak, Andin a minute, the poor old bird
was rolling in the mud, withhis neck nearly broken, and so weak
(09:50):
that he couldn't even lift his beakto peck at the false, wicked eyes
that were staring at him. Oh, how glad was cruel Yako's. He
laughed till he couldn't any more.He screamed and danced with pleasure. He
waved his bushy tail, and thesilver man on his back bristled as he
jumped about. Ha ha ha.Wum ought to do me a bad turn,
(10:13):
But I'll teach people not to interferewith me. Ha ha ha.
No one is as wise as uumMaria. Hah. Then he will soon
find out how to mend his brokenneck. Ha ha. Yakals gave one
last spring right over poor Uumria anddanced off to his den in the copies
to tell tant Yakos and the littleyakalsis how he had cheated Wumria and from
(10:41):
that day basis wum Maria's neck iscrooked. He can't hold it straight.
And it's all through trying to interferewith Jakos. That is why I said
Yakos is a slim Carol. Whetherhe walks on four legs or on two,
that best is mar to leave himalone, because he can always make
a plan and no one ever getsthe better of him without paying for it
(11:05):
in the end. And of whythe heron has a crooked neck,
Why the heron has a crooked neck. The flames leaped gaily upward in the
wide fireplace, throwing strange shadows onthe painted walls and gleaming on the polished
wood of floor and beam and cupboard. Little Jan basked contentedly in the warmth,
almost dozing, now absently stroking theterrier curled up beside him, now
(00:25):
running his fingers through the soft furof the rug on which he lay.
It was made of silver jackal skins, a dozen of them, to judge
from the six bushy tails spread outon either side, and as otter Carrol's
gaze rested on them, he remarked, reminiscently array, but worm yuckles was
(00:46):
a slim Carrol. No one evergot the better of him without paying for
it. In an instant, LittleJan was sitting bolt upright, every symptom
of sleep banished from his face.The book from which Villam had been laboriously
trying to gain some idea of thephysical features of Russia, was flung to
(01:06):
the far end of the roostbank,while pity suspending for a brief moment his
whittling of a catapult stick slid alongthe floor to get within better sight and
sound of the storyteller. Yes,my little masters. Sometimes it was oom
Liu he cheated. Sometimes it wasO Baspabiyan or oom Wolf, and once
(01:29):
it was the poor little dove.And that is what made me think of
how he was cheated himself. Didthe little dove cheat him? Asked pity
eagerly, No, Basi, thedove is too frightened, not stupid,
Basi, but like people are whenthey are too gentle and kind and believe
everything other people tell them. Shewas sitting on her nest one day,
(01:53):
singing to her little children coo oooo, when Uamyakos prowled along under the
tree and heard her. Al laverold. Now I'll have a nice breakfast,
he thought, and he called out, good morning, Tanter. I
(02:14):
hear you have such pretty little children. Please bring them down for me to
see. But the tanter was frightenedof Yakos and said, I'm sorry,
wum, they are not well today and I must keep them at home.
Then Yakos lost his temper and calledout nonsense. I'm hungry and wants
something to eat, so throw downone of your little children at once.
(02:38):
Vasis nose sometimes crossness drives away frightenedus. And Tante was so cross with
Uamyakovs for wanting to eat one ofher little children that she called out,
no, no, you bad Yakos. I shall do nothing of the sort.
Go away and look for other food. If you don't, I'll fly
up and eat them all. SaidYakos, throw one down at once,
(03:01):
and he stamped about and made sucha horrible noise that poor tant thought he
was really flying up. She lookedat her babies. There wasn't one she
wanted to give, but it wasbetter to lose one than have them all
eaten. So she shut her eyesand fluttered about the nest till one of
(03:21):
them fell out, and Yakos caughtit in his mouth and carried it off
to his hole to eat. Ah. But the poor Tanter was sad.
She spread her wings over her otherchildren and never slept all night, but
looked about this way and that way, with her soft eyes sinking. Every
little noise she heard was Umyakal's tryingto fly up to her nest to gobble
(03:45):
up all her babies. The nextmorning there was Umyako's again, Tanter,
your child was a nice, juicymouthful, throw me down another and make
haste, do you hear, orI'll fly up and eat you all.
Coo coo coo, said Tanter,crying, no, I won't give you
(04:11):
one. But it was no use, and in the end she did what
she had done before, just shuther eyes and fluttered round and round till
a baby fell out of the nest. She thought there was no help for
it. And like some people are, she thought what the eye didn't see,
the heart wouldn't feel. But herheart was very sore, and she
(04:33):
cried more sadly than ever, Andthis time she said, ooh ooh,
ooh, ooh, ooh ooh,it was very sad and sorrowful to listen
to. Oo oo oo oo oooo here came old oo Maria. He
(04:56):
is a kind old bird, thoughhe holds his neck so crooked and looks
like there was nothing to smile atin the whole wide world. Ah,
why do you cry so sadly,Tanter? It nearly gives me a stitch
in my side. Ooh ooh,I'm very miserable. Worm Yakos has eaten
two of my little children, andto morrow he will come for another,
(05:19):
and soon I shall have none left. But why did you let him eat
them? Because he said if Ididn't give him one, he would fly
up and eat them all. Oohooh ooh. Then worm Maria was very
angry. He flapped his wings andstretched out his long neck, so my
(05:42):
basses just so. The children huggedthemselves in silent delight at OTA's fine acting,
and he opened and shut his longbeak to show how he would like
to peck out worm Yakos's wicked eyesif he could only catch him. That
for Fluksta Yakos, he said,to tell such lies. But Tanta,
(06:02):
you are stupid, don't you knowWumyackos can't fly. Now listen to me
when he comes again, tell himyou know he can't fly, and that
you weren't giving any more of yourchildren. The next day there came Wumyakos
again with his old story, butTanta just laughed at him. Ah,
(06:24):
no, you story telling, bushytail. She said, I won't give
you any more of my little children. And you needn't say you'll fly up
and eat them, because I knowyou can't near near, said Wumyakos,
growling. How did you know that, um Maria told me so there,
said Tanta, and you can justgo to your mother my But Tanter was
(06:48):
getting brave now that she knew thatshe and her little children were safe.
That was the worst insult you canever give a grown up Yakos, and
Wumyakos rowled more than ever. Nevermind, he said, at last,
Tanter is only a romance. Iwon't bother with her any more. But
(07:09):
wait till I catch oo Maria.He'll be sorry. He poked his long
nose into my business, the oldmeddler, and he trotted off to look
for him. He hunted and hunted, and at last he found him,
standing on one leg at the sideof the river, with his long neck
drawn in and his head resting onhis shoulders. Good day, Oo,
(07:30):
Maria, he said, politely.How is oom to day? I'm all
right, answered Womeria shortly, withoutmoving an inch. Jacko spoke in a
little small voice, ahtoch so humble, wuem, please come this way a
little. I'm so stupid, butyou are so wise and clever, and
(07:54):
I want to ask your advice aboutsomething. Oo. Maria began to listen.
It is mars so when people hearabout themselves. He put down his
other leg, stretched out his neckand asked over his shoulder, what did
you say, eh, come tochthis way a little? The mud over
(08:15):
there is too soft for me tostand on. I want your valuable advice
about the wind. The other peopleall say, I must ask you,
because no one is as wise asyou. Truly, Yakos was a shlim
Carrol. He knew how to strokeWoomiria's feathers the right way. Woomiria came
slowly over the mud. A personmustn't show he is too pleased. He
(08:41):
even stopped to swallow a little frogon the way, and then he said
careless like, yes, I cantell you all about the wind and weather.
Ask what you like, Yakos,His long neck twisted about with pride.
WOUM, when the wind is fromthe west, how must to one
hold one's head? Is that all? Said Womiria. Just so, and
(09:05):
he turned his head to the east, Thank you um. And when the
wind is from the east, soWomiria bent his neck the other way.
Thank you, um, said thelittle small voice, so grateful and humble.
But when there is a storm andthe rain beats down, how then,
(09:28):
so said Womiria, and he benthis neck down till his head nearly
touched his toes. My little master'sjust as quick as a whip snake shoots
into his hole. So Yakovs shotout his arm and caught Wamria on the
bend of his neck krak, Andin a minute, the poor old bird
was rolling in the mud, withhis neck nearly broken, and so weak
(09:50):
that he couldn't even lift his beakto peck at the false, wicked eyes
that were staring at him. Oh, how glad was cruel Yako's. He
laughed till he couldn't any more.He screamed and danced with pleasure. He
waved his bushy tail, and thesilver man on his back bristled as he
jumped about. Ha ha ha.Wum ought to do me a bad turn,
(10:13):
But I'll teach people not to interferewith me. Ha ha ha.
No one is as wise as uumMaria. Hah. Then he will soon
find out how to mend his brokenneck. Ha ha. Yakals gave one
last spring right over poor Uumria anddanced off to his den in the copies
to tell tant Yakos and the littleyakalsis how he had cheated Wumria and from
(10:41):
that day basis wum Maria's neck iscrooked. He can't hold it straight.
And it's all through trying to interferewith Jakos. That is why I said
Yakos is a slim Carol. Whetherhe walks on four legs or on two,
that best is mar to leave himalone, because he can always make
a plan and no one ever getsthe better of him without paying for it
(11:05):
in the end. And of whythe heron has a crooked neck,
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