In ancient days, there lived an old couple with their only child, a girl of remarkable charm and beauty. When the old man fell sick and died, his widow became more and more concerned for her daughter’s welfare.
beautiful, and her beauty is a temptation and snare to men. Not all purity of a white flower can prevent it from being plucked and dragged down in the mire. My child, your face is all too fair. It must be hidden from the eager eyes of men, lest it cause you to fall from your good and simple life to one of shame.
One day, she called her child to her and said, “ Little one, your father lies in yonder cemetery, and I, being old and feeble, must needs to follow him soon. The thought of leaving you alone in the world troubles me much, for you are beautif
Having said these words, she placed a lacquered bowl upon the maiden’s head, so that it veiled her attractions. “Always wear it little one,” said the mother, “for it will always protect you when I am gone.”
Shortly after this loving deed had been performed, the old woman died, and the maiden was forced to earn her living by working in the ricefield. It was hard, weary work, but the girl kept a brave heart and toiled from dawn to sunset without murmur. Over and over again, her strange appearance created considerable comment, and she was known throughout the land as the “Maiden with the Bowl in her Head.” Young men laughed at her and tried to peep under the vessel, and not a few endeavored to pull off the wooden covering; but it could not be removed, and laughing and jesting, the young men had to be content with a glimpse of the lower part of the fair maiden’s face. the poor girl bore this rude treatment with patience but heavy heart.
One day, a rich farmer watched the maiden working in his ricefields. he was struck by her diligence and the quick and excellent way she performed her tasks. he was pleased with that bent and busy little figure, and did not laugh at the wooden bowl on her head. After observing her for some time, he came to the maiden and said, “You work well and do not chatter with your companions. I wish you to labour in my ricefields until the end of the harvest.”
When the rice harvest had been gathered and winter had come, the wealthy farmer, still more favorably impressed with the maiden and anxious to do her a service, bade her to become an inmate of his house. “My wife is ill,” he added, “and I should like you to nurse her for me.”
The maiden gracefully accepted this welcome offer. She tended the sick woman with every care. As the farmer and his wife had no daughter, they took very kindly to this orphan and regarded her as a child of their own.
At length, the farmer’s eldest son returned to his old home. He was a young man who had studied much in gay Kyoto, and was weary of merry life of feasting and pleasure.
One day, the young man came to his father and said: “Who is the maiden in our house, and why does she wear an ugly black bowl upon her head?”
The farmer told the sad story of the maiden, and as the days went by, the son grew more and more fond of her, and resolved he would marry the Maiden with the Bowl on her head. his friends and relatives bade him beware lest she should turn out to be ugly and not beautiful. Many spiteful things were said of her; but the young man loved her the more, and at length, asked her to marry him. “No,” replied the poor maiden, weeping bitterly. “I cannot marry you, I am but a servant in your father’s house,” and in spite of all his pleadings, she would not change her mind.
That night, the poor girl cried herself to sleep, and I a dream, her mother came to her and said: “My dear child, let your good heart be troubled no more. Marry the farmer’s son and all will be well again,”
The maiden woke up the next morning full of joy, and when her lover came and asked once more if she would be his bride, she consented.
When all the plans had been made for the wedding, it was thought high time to remove the maiden’s bowl. She herself tried to take it off, but it remained firmly fixed on her head. When some of the relatives tried to do so, the bowl uttered strange cries and groans. At length, the bridegroom said, “Do not trouble about it. You are just as dear to me, with or without the bowl.” And he ordered the wedding feast to proceed.
Then the wine cups were brought into the crowded hall and the bridegroom were expected to drink together “three times three” in token of their marriage. Just as the maiden put the wine-cup to her lips, the bowl on her head broke with the great noise and from it, fell gold and silver and all manner of precious stones, so that the maiden who had once been a beggar, was now rich. The guests were amazed as they looked upon the heap of shining jewels and gold and silver, but they were still more surprised when they chanced to look up and see that the bride was the most beautiful woman in all Japan.
CHARACTERS*
THE OLD WOMAN-
the mother of the maiden that had sick and she is dying.
THE MAIDEN-
who is the Main Character of the story . she is very beautiful and her beauty is a temptation and a snare to all men.
THE RICH FARMER-
the one who is the boss of the maiden. where the maiden work.
THE SON OF THE FARMER-
The spoiled son of the farmer who always tease the maiden that she is ugly with the bowl in her head, but she doesn't know that the maiden is very beautiful. And one day she asked the maiden to marry him.
CLIMAX*
The climax of the story when the mother of the maiden leave the bowl to the maiden and said that she wants the maiden to wear this all the time in order for her to protect herself to the men because of her temptation beauty.
THE maiden has her Beauty that all men can be in love with her and because of that her mother gave her a bowl that she want the maiden to wear it all the time in order to prevent the men to fall in love with the maiden but then the son of the farmer was already fall in love with the maiden even though she didn't remove the bowl in her head.
SETTING*
beautiful, and her beauty is a temptation and snare to men. Not all purity of a white flower can prevent it from being plucked and dragged down in the mire. My child, your face is all too fair. It must be hidden from the eager eyes of men, lest it cause you to fall from your good and simple life to one of shame.
ANALYSIS*
For us if you are beautiful inside and out we can be treated by the people around us with manners .
RECOMMENDATION*
We Recommend that This story can learned us many moral lesson and we can apply it in our own daily lives.
-GOD BLESS-
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