There are myths or fables that we know without even knowing
how we know them. Lots of Aesop’s Fables are like that (sour grapes, singing
donkeys, mama bullfrogs) as stories from Greek mythology (Achilles, Odysseus, Hercules/Heracles)
and the bible (Jonah, Noah). We have films coming out that regularly revive old
stories and myths (Snow White, Jack the Giant Slayer, et al) and let us not
forget that Sophocles, let alone Shakespeare, took those old stories and ran
with them. A good myth never dies.
Living in Egypt, I have discovered that many (if not most)
of the stories I have heard from here are very close to many of the myths we
know in the West. Some of the ancient stories, like the stories of Isis and
Osiris and the Egyptian gods, have a familiarity all their own. But the later
stories, from around this region, areclose to other stories we have heard, as
well. Here are some Middle Eastern
stories that might seem familiar:
The Boatman and The Scholar
As the boatman rowed the scholar across the river, the
scholar chided the boatman for his lack of learning. “Your life is nothing if
you have not learned your letters,” he said. Suddenly, the boat was tossed and
broken and began to sink. “I am drowning!” cried the scholar. “Your life is
nothing if you have not learned to swim,” said the boatman.
The Smuggler and The Official
There was news that a smuggler was bringing in stolen goods.
The official stopped a man who had a donkey carrying large bags of straw.
Searching the straw, the official found nothing. Every day, the man came with a
donkey carrying great bags of straw Every day the official checked. For months,
this went on and never could the official find anything of value in the straw.
Many years later, the retired official and the man met at a café. They sat
together and shared tea. “I tell you, my friend, I know you were the smuggler.
But I could never figure out what it was or how you did it. Please tell me,
what were you smuggling?” The man smiled, “Donkeys.”
And there are stories of the Mulla (or Mula), the wise fool, like the
story of the man who lamented that all he owned filled only a small sack. The
Mulla snatched the sack and ran. The man began to cry and walked all the more
sadly down the road. The Mula then left the sack in the man’s path. When the
man came to the sack he rejoiced! The Mula smiled because he had made the man
happy.
When we read these we say, Oh, yeah, I think I’ve heard that, because likely, you have. Remember
the story of the blind men and the elephant? Each one touching a part of the
elephant and saying “I know the elephant, it is very like a tree,” or “It is
very like a rope,” depending on what each an held. This story is from India.
There are fables from China, Ireland, Japan, France… and somehow the stories,
and the lessons they teach, are familiar.
Does anyone else have tales from their childhood?
