Who Are the Fools?

Who Are the Fools?

by Michael Espinoza



Once upon a time there was a land called Wise Land.

It was called Wise Land because everyone who ran things in it were fools.

The mayor was a fool.  He passed laws requiring people to spend imaginary money.

The doctor was a fool.  He used his tools to carve people's bodies into shapes they were never meant to be.

The schoolmaster was a fool.  He taught his students that "wise" meant foolish and "foolish" meant wise.

The butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker--all fools.

So of course the land was called Wise Land, because nothing made sense.

The only people in Wise Land who were not fools--the philosophers, the logicians, the mathematicians, the thinkers--were in jail.  Their sentence for not being fools was life imprisonment.

The non-fools put their heads together to come up with a means of escape.  They reasoned that, since they were the most intelligent people in Wise Land, they could escape prison easily.

They came up with ever so many plans of escape...and not a single one worked.

They tried digging through the ground, but instead of a hole, they made a pile.  The more they dug, the higher the pile would become.

They tried sawing through the bars, but the bars only became thicker.  The more they sawed, the thicker the bars became.

They tried tricking the fools keeping them there--but the fools were too foolish for the tricks to work.

Try though they might, the thinkers in jail failed to come up with a plan of escape from their prison cells that would work, because every plan required the use of logic, and nothing in Wise Land would cooperate with their logic.

They could not think of a plan that would take the nonsense of Wise Land into account, because none of it was logical--and so they stayed in jail for the rest of their lives.



Who were the real fools?

The Ring and the Dragon

The Ring and the Dragon

by Michael Espinoza

Once upon a time, in a faraway land, a peasant man lived with his wife and his seven daughters, and the youngest of his daughters was named Apple Blossom.  She was called Apple Blossom because her cheeks were the pink color of apple blossoms.  Every day, at mid-day, Apple Blossom would go out to fetch water from the well.  Her bucket was only large enough to carry water for her father, her mother, her seven sisters, and herself, but there was always enough water for them every day.

One day, at mid-day, Apple Blossom went out with her bucket to fetch water from the well, as always.  But no sooner had she drawn the full bucket of water from the well, than a man approached her, dressed in tattered, filthy rags, and so weary with fatigue that he looked more dead than alive.  "Good woman," said the man, "I am dying of thirst.  Pray let me have a drink of water from your bucket."

Apple Blossom knew there was only enough water for herself and her family, and that if she spared any she would have to draw again.  But taking pity on the man, she took out a ladle and scooped some water from the bucket, saying, "Drink as much as you need, sir."  The man drank to his heart's content, until he was satisfied, and there was no longer enough water in the bucket for Apple Blossom and her family.

When the man had drunk his fill, he said, "Kind woman, I am your prince!  I have traveled the kingdom in disguise, and you were the only one to show me kindness."  To prove that he was who he said he was, he produced the royal ring, made of pure gold studded with a ruby.  It was a beautiful ring, and worth far more money than Apple Blossom and her family had ever seen.

"What is your name, fair maiden?" asked the prince.  "Apple Blossom, if it please your highness," said Apple Blossom, curtsying.  "For your kindness, fair Apple Blossom," said the prince, genuflecting to her, "I offer you this ring as a sign of my proposal of marriage to you.  Will you be my bride?"  Apple Blossom hardly knew what to say, but she did not dare refuse her prince.  "I will, if it please your highness," she said, curtsying.

"Then in three days' time, I will send the royal coach for you," said the prince, placing the ring on her finger.  "You have only to show the coachman the ring on your finger, and he will know that I have chosen you for my bride.  He will take you to the palace, where we will be married, and you will have your new home."  With that, the prince bowed, and kissed the hand which bore the ring, and then he left for the palace.

Three days passed, and a royal coach came to the home of Apple Blossom's father, who came out to meet the coachman.  "Sir, I have come to take your daughter to the palace, where she is to wed the king's only son and heir to the throne.  Bring her out here."  Apple Blossom's father brought out his oldest daughter, who curtsied before the coachman.  He checked her hand, and finding no ring on her finger, he said, "This is not the right bride."

One by one, the peasant man brought out each of his seven oldest daughters, and each curtsied before the coachman.  And the coachman checked their hands, and finding no ring, said of each, "This is not the right bride."  At last, Apple Blossom was brought out before the coachman.  Curtsying, she showed him the royal ring on her finger, and the coachman said, "This is the right bride.  Come, fair maiden, and I will take you to the palace, where you shall marry the prince."  And so Apple Blossom entered the coach and was taken far away to the royal palace.

But in the three days between the prince's proposal and the royal coach being sent out, a terrible thing had happened to the kingdom.  A terrible dragon, large enough to swallow a grown man whole, had come upon the kingdom, terrorizing her people and devouring their livestock.  Each day, the dragon spoke to the king, saying, "Choose your best fighting champion from among your subjects, and let him fight me.  If he can kill me, then you will have no more to fear from me.  But if I kill him, then you and your entire kingdom will be my slaves, to do with as I will."

The king put the challenge to his best warriors: big, strong, brave men who had fought in many battles and killed many men.  But even they had never fought with a dragon before, and they were terribly frightened of being killed.  None dared face the dragon that now plagued the kingdom, not even the biggest and strongest warrior, and so the dragon continued to terrorize the kingdom.

The king sent for his wisest adviser, saying, "What shall I do?  Is there no champion who can defeat this terrible dragon?"  His adviser said to the king, "You must seek the one wearing the royal ring, for whoever bears the ring is the champion who will conquer the dragon."  The king called for his son, but discovered that the prince no longer bore the ring, and so he could not be the champion who would conquer the dragon.

This was how Apple Blossom found the kingdom when she arrived at the palace.  The dragon flew around the palace, once again giving his challenge: "Choose your best fighting champion from among your subjects, and let him fight me.  If he can kill me, then you will have no more to fear from me.  But if I kill him, then you and your entire kingdom will be my slaves, to do with as I will."  Apple Blossom was brought into the palace to meet her bridegroom, and the king and queen.

Apple Blossom curtsied before the king and queen, as the prince said, "This is the fair Apple Blossom, whose hand in marriage she has given to me three days past.  Behold, she wears my royal ring, as a sign of our engagement."  When the king saw the ring on Apple Blossom's finger, he said, "Can it be that this peasant maid is the champion who will conquer the dragon?  For behold, she is the one who bears the ring.  Surely it cannot be she, for she is not a warrior!"

The king brought forth his adviser, who said, "It is this peasant maid and no other.  She bears the ring, and so she will conquer the dragon, though how this is to be I cannot say.  But she must face the dragon of her own free will--no one can compel her to do so."  The king said to Apple Blossom, "Brave peasant maiden, we are at your mercy.  A terrible dragon plagues my kingdom, and will not stop until he is killed.  My adviser tells me that only the one bearing the royal ring will conquer the dragon, and that is you.  I know not how a mere peasant maid will conquer where my strongest warriors fear to face the dragon, but I trust my adviser.  I will not force you against your will, but I pray, will you face the dragon and save my kingdom?"

Apple Blossom curtsied.  "If it please your majesty, I am not a warrior.  I have never faced a dragon before, nor have I any experience in battle of any kind.  I am but a peasant maid, the youngest daughter of my father.  I know not how I may conquer the dragon where the strongest men fear to face him, but if the task has been appointed to me, it is my duty to try.  I will face the dragon, my king, and I pray that I will win the victory for you."

"Brave maiden, we are at your disposal, and we thank you!" said the king, and with that he called for his royal armorer.  "Have this peasant maid fitted with a suit of armor, and armed with a sword.  She is to face the dragon and conquer him," said the king.  The royal armorer tried his best, but there was not a suit of armor in all the kingdom that would fit Apple Blossom, nor could she move in it.  Nor was there time to forge a new suit of armor to fit her.  And when the royal armorer placed a sword in Apple Blossom's hand, she could scarcely lift it, even using both hands, let alone do anything with it.

"I cannot move in your armor, nor can I carry this heavy sword," said Apple Blossom.  "But how will you face the dragon, without the protection of armor and without a sword?" said the royal armorer.  "I know not," said Apple Blossom, "but if this task is appointed to me, another way will present itself.  I know not how, but I am sure of it."  "Brave maiden," said the royal armorer, "I am sorry I cannot help you, and I only pray that you will be victorious somehow.  If you are not, the entire kingdom will be slaves of the dragon, that he may do with us as he wills."  "I do not believe that will happen," said Apple Blossom.

At length the dragon reappeared outside the palace and repeated his challenge: "Choose your best fighting champion from among your subjects, and let him fight me.  If he can kill me, then you will have no more to fear from me.  But if I kill him, then you and your entire kingdom will be my slaves, to do with as I will."  This time Apple Blossom stepped out of the palace, without armor and without a sword, armed with nothing more than the royal ring which the prince had given her three days before.

"Foul and villainous dragon, I am Apple Blossom!  Behold, I bear the royal ring!  It is I who will face you, if you be not afraid of a humble peasant woman!" said Apple Blossom.  The dragon was enraged.  "Am I a dog, that you send a peasant maid, unarmed and unprotected, to face me?" he said to the king.  Turning to Apple Blossom, the dragon said, "Come to me, foolish girl, and I will swallow you alive!"

Apple Blossom went out to face the dragon, who proceeded to encircle her.  Apple Blossom was frightened of this terrible dragon, but did not run away.  She knew not what she could do against such an enormous and fearsome dragon, but she held her ground.  The dragon had her surrounded, and now he stood, poised to strike.  Apple Blossom had no weapon on her except her shoes, which had hard soles.  She took off her right shoe and wielded it before the dragon's toothy head.  The dragon laughed with contempt.

"Am I a fly, that you will kill me with your shoe?" said the dragon.  "I will swallow you whole!"  With that the dragon struck, and Apple Blossom swung her shoe at his head.  And lo! for the dragon fell to the ground, quite dead, his head crushed under Apple Blossom's shoe.  The dragon was very grateful to have died on impact, lest it be said of him, the mighty dragon, that he fell to the shoe of a peasant maid.

"Three cheers for Apple Blossom, for she has conquered the dragon!" cried the subjects of the kingdom, and they proceeded to lift their heroine into the air.  "Hip hip hurray!  Hip hip hurray!  Hip hip hurray!"  They carried her into the palace, where she was brought before the king and queen, and her bridegroom the prince.

"Brave and clever Apple Blossom," said the king, "I and my entire kingdom are deeply indebted to you.  However did you kill the dragon where my strongest warriors feared to face him?"  Apple Blossom curtsied and said, "If it please your majesty, I do not know myself.  I hardly feel I deserve your praise, for I myself did little.  I am only happy that my king and his kingdom are free from the terror of that dragon."

"Was it not by your shoe that the dragon was conquered?" said the king.  "Was it not you who bravely went out unarmed and unprotected to face him?  Therefore name any reward you desire, and it will be yours, up to half my kingdom."  "Your majesty is very generous I'm sure," said Apple Blossom, curtsying, "but I neither need nor desire any reward but what was promised to me already by the ring which was the sign of my being chosen to face the dragon: namely, to be married to your son who proposed to me three days past."

"If you are sure you will have no more, so be it," said the king.  "For surely you deserve at least that much.  Let us prepare for the wedding!"  The prince took Apple Blossom's hands and said, "Dear Apple Blossom, you have earned this.  Peasant maid though you are, there is more to you than perhaps even you know.  And so I repeat to you my proposal of three days past."  Genuflecting, the prince said, "Fair Apple Blossom, will you marry me?"  "I will," said Apple Blossom, curtsying, and the prince kissed his bride.

Never was there such a wedding in the history of the kingdom, for never in the history of the kingdom had a peasant maid married a prince!  It was the most beautiful wedding you ever imagined, and now Apple Blossom was the prince's bride: a princess and the future queen of all the land.  And Princess Apple Blossom bore the prince twelve sons, all royal, the oldest of whom was next in line to the throne.

And Apple Blossom lived happily ever after.


THE END

The Four Daughters

The Four Daughters

by Michael Espinoza

Once upon a time, a rich man was looking to get married.  He visited a poor man who had four daughters. The daughters were beautiful to look at, but each had a past—each had been with many men before, who were not their husbands.

The rich man fell in love, but would only marry one daughter--he left it up to them to decide which of them loved him enough to accept his marriage proposal.

The first daughter accepted his proposal, but on the day of the wedding, she remembered her past and refused to put on her white wedding dress and left the church, never even starting down the aisle. The bridegroom was not pleased, and thought, "If she will not even show up at her own wedding, how can I depend on her for anything else?"  And so the wedding was called off.

The second daughter then accepted his proposal, and on the day of the wedding she put on her white wedding dress and looked radiant. But as she started down the aisle, she remembered her past and felt the eyes of all staring at her. She hid her face, frightened at their stares of judgment. The bridegroom saw this and thought, "If she is too ashamed to be seen at her own wedding, how will she be anything but ashamed to be my wife?" And so the wedding was called off.

The third daughter then accepted his proposal, and on the day of the wedding she put on her white wedding dress and looked radiant. And she did not hide her face as she walked down the aisle. But remembering her past, she felt ashamed, and her shame spread to her face. The bridegroom saw her look of shame and thought, "If she cannot put her past behind her, how loyal will she be to me when we are married?" And so the wedding was called off.

The fourth daughter then accepted his proposal, and on the day of the wedding she put on her white wedding dress and looked radiant. And she did not hide her face as she walked down the aisle. And while she remembered her past, she looked to her bridegroom who smiled at her, and she smiled back--and this made her look all the more beautiful. She married her bridegroom, and remained loyal to him until death, and they had many children together.

And they all lived happily ever after.


THE END

Short Stories

Hello!  My name is Michael Espinoza, and I am a Catholic Christian.

This is my third blog, after "Pair O' Dimes" and "One Verse".  "Pair O' Dimes" is a philosophical/op-ed blog, and "One Verse" is a poetry blog.  This new blog, "Shorts Fan", is for short stories that I've written in prose.  I hope you enjoy them and appreciate them.

I don't really plan on doing any more new blogs except for maybe a traditional "blog" blog--meaning something autobiographical, telling stories from my life, and maybe updating it periodically as new things happen in my life.

At any rate, enjoy my stories!  God bless you all!



Thank you for reading this new blog!