Rinpoche Loves Feary Tails: Part 3
“What’s the matter, Rinpoche? You are wearing your worried face.”
“Daddi, I have some fears about feary tails.”
“What fears?”
“I’m worried that you and Mummi might make me marry a frog. I was watching a TV feary tail today about a princess who married a frog that turned into a handsome prince when she kissed it. But, Daddi, you should know that I have high standards: I might eat a frog occasionally, but I refuse to kiss one – even if it does turn into a prince.”
“I promise you that I won’t ever force you to marry a frog, Rinpoche.”
“And what about an ugly beast, Daddi? I don’t want to marry one of those either – not even a good beast like the one in ‘Beauty and the Beast’.”
“Agreed, Rinpoche. You can stop worrying about an arranged marriage with a beast. Now have I set your mind at rest?”
“No, Daddi. I’m still worried about the big bad wolf. How do I know he’s not hiding in the house?”
“He’s not. I would notice a wolf in my house.”
“But he might be disguised as a grandmother, Daddi. Wolves can be very cunning.”
“I’d notice a grandmother in my house, too, Rinpoche.”
“Perhaps he’s hiding in the garden, Daddi. Could you quickly check for me? I’m frightened to go outside.”
“There’s nowhere a wolf could hide in our garden, Rinpoche. But I’ll go and look if it reassures you.”
“Thanks, Daddi. And could I ask you one last small favour?”
“Certainly, Rinpoche.”
“Would you please find a woodcutter to come and live with us? I’ve heard they are very good at fighting wolves.”
– to be continued –
