Parables about food

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Parable about food and ware

Tell that in far times once upon a time there were husband and which wife had several beautiful small children.

Once they had to leave for a while, but they had no opportunity to take with themselves children. They did not want to leave them with foreign people and therefore have decided to invite to stay for a while to themselves the sister of the wife who lived far and for a long time they did not have. They have written it the invitation and it has agreed with pleasure, she so wanted to see the sister and to get acquainted with the nephews.

Soon it has arrived, and just in time. Spouses had to leave same evening. Also there was aunt one with the little nephews. Children have at once fallen in love with the aunt, it was kind and tender, and it in turn could not admire such small, beautiful and dear children.

Evening has come and the aunt has made pilaf for dinner. She has put plates with pilaf on table and has called children to have supper. They have come running, have sat down on the places, but for some reason did not begin to eat.

"What is the matter? Why you do not eat?" - the aunt has asked.

"It is not the correct pilaf" - children have told.

It has turned out that each child considered food correct only if it has been filled in plate with its favourite drawing. At one on plate the cross, at another - the sitting person in orange clothes with floor the covered eyes, at the third - the chetyryokhruky person with disk, mace, cockleshell and lotus in one of hands, etc. has been drawn. At first she has thought that children, thus, have decided to play a trick on it, but, having looked at serious expression of their persons, has understood what has put serious here. She has begun to explain to them that the food in all plates is identical, but they did not want anything to listen.

Long she tried to finish them, but children stubborn resisted, and even have begun to cry. Then the aunt has just rearranged plates that each child was faced by plate, usual for it, she loved children and has decided that it is better to concede to them, than to leave them hungry. She could not understand in any way why children considered food wrong when it has been filled not in plate, usual for them, she knew that food identical because she trained her. But, can they do not know about it, she has thought.

Next day she has tried to explain to children that food at all same and that its taste does not depend on plate in which it is given. But children held the ground. Day after day the aunt repeated the attempts to talk some sense it to children, but at it nothing left. And once she has thought up as to make it.

One fine day, when on the street there was rain and it was boring for children to stay at home, she has called children on kitchen and, having referred to indisposition, has asked children to help it to make lunch. Children were glad to help the beloved aunt and have agreed with pleasure.

The aunt has thought up to cook food in game form. "p I will be commander, and you my faithful soldiers" - she has told. She ordered them as the real commander, and children regularly executed all its teams. They were delighted with such game. And here the lunch was ready, and the table is laid.

"And now let everyone approaches with the plate, and I to all of you will fill" - the aunt has ordered. They have cheerfully queued and, having received food, with the great pleasure have begun to eat.

After lunch the aunt has told: "Now you know that all food which you receive identical that it is not prepared for everyone according to different recipes".

Children have understood that she wanted to tell and have agreed with her because they cooked to themselves food one for all. Since then all of them it is less and paid attention to the plates less, and soon drawings on plates have ceased to interest them since plates became the general.

About manners and food (Taoist parable)

The wise Pig was asked:

- Why during food you become legs in food?

- p I like to feel food not only mouth, but also body, - the wise Pig answered. - When I, being saturated, feel food touch to legs, I derive from it double pleasure.

- And how to be with the manners inherent in worthy education?

- Manners are intended for people around, and pleasure for themselves. If the basis of pleasure proceeds from my nature, then the pleasure brings benefit, - the Wise Pig explained.

- But and manners bring benefit!

- When manners bring me more benefit, than pleasures, I do not put leg in food, - is proud the pig has answered and has left on the affairs.

Infinite bread

Once upon a time there was poor old woman. There was it such poor that occasionally she has even nothing was bread to bake. Also it had the wicked creature's neigbour who incessantly it reproached this old woman with poverty. Also the neigbour has somehow noticed that as soon as she begins to bake bread, at the old woman too from pipe the smoke goes as if bread is concerned.

- Really this beggar has grown rich too? - the neigbour was surprised. - It is advisable to glance to it, to check.

The neigbour to the old woman comes and sees that that really takes out loaf from the furnace.

The old woman has seat the neigbour at the table, fresh treats her with bread.

The neigbour is surprised:

- From where you have bread? Recently you were poorer poor, and now every day bake bread?

Also the old woman has told it that she was tired of the fact that incessantly reproach with its poverty. Also began to enclose the smoking smut in the furnace when the neigbour began to bake bread. Week so passes, another, here the old woman also has thought up:

- And give I God about favor I will ask every time as I put smut in oven.

And it began to arrive. She has put smut in oven, has prayed, and suddenly someone is knocked on window. There is old man poor, all in tatter, the hlebushka asks. And there is no bread in the house piece. The old woman has given to the old man the last potato. That has eaten it and again asks bread.

From where I to you, starcha, will take bread? - the old woman speaks.

- And you get from the furnace, - the old man answers.

The old woman in the furnace has glanced, and there indeed the ready loaf lies. She has sighed, has got loaf from the furnace yes began to feed the old man. He has eaten all loaf and still asks.

- I have no more bread, - the old woman says.

- And you get from the furnace again, - the old man says.

The old woman looks, and there again the loaf lies.

It gets loaf from the furnace, and itself aloud is surprised:

- Till what time God of bread will grant to me?

- And until you share with a sincere heart with all hungry, - the old man has answered.

Since then also bread is never translated in the house at the kind old woman.

Parable Taste of Air

Once the Teacher has asked me:

- Whether you feel taste of air?

p has sniffed to forest air and called several smells.

- Yes, scent at you quite good. But how about taste?

p has like a dog put out several times tongue, but remained in perplexity.

- Well, - the Teacher has smiled and, having jumped up behind, has seized me and has held mouth and nose.

p has understood that resistance is useless, but in minute the instinct of self-preservation has forced me to jerk extremities and to coil. Then the Teacher has released me and I have inhaled full breast Life.

- Taste of life, - I have told, having slightly recovered the breath.

- Truly. You have to feel this taste always. This taste is also in water, in food and in many other. You do not eat in what there is no main taste. Do not speak with the one who is sincerely dead. Drink from life Bowl with pleasure, but do not hurry, it is possible to devastate it ahead of time, and it is possible to spill at all.

Parable about food and the eater, or about the one who eats and whom eat

The bird of worm has grabbed somewhere,
And the cat watched it stealthily.

Also there was bird because everything is perishable here,
Food and eater at the same time.

Who will distinguish food from the eater -
Their difference is not too big!.

Who as eats

Having finished meal hardly,
Hurried to friends for dinner
The writer, sharp on words,
Liked to eat excessively.

The weight to it prevented to go,
Hardly moved.
Sometimes also panted.
Occasionally choked …

Gluttony - defect!
He knew about it.
When, could not remember so,
It the poor creature became.

And, if talented poet,
Here - envy "on tail".
The envious person everyone strives
To remind of trouble.

Here somehow in society one,
(There the chorus Gipsy sang),
Our hero sat at table
And there is a lot of, ate much.

With cake berry in hand,
Up assuming airs,
The person stood and ate,
Having asked it question:

"Your Tvorenye are good.
In them philosophical work.
Also you will have a laugh with all the heart,
And tears will begin to flow.

Oh, as there is a wish, it is lovely - the friend,
To hear wise voice:
What differs in the world in
Animal from us?"

On table has put napkin.
Has answered the dandy so:

"On light, tea, is a lot of veins,
But, the right, you are odd fellow.
You will not bypass, for certain
The laid table.
We sit-eat that hand
Could take gammon.
And in celebration - feast.
Animal, in all centuries
Eats, not differently, standing!"

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