There was once a wise old woman who lived back in the hills. All the children used to come back and ask her questions. She always gave the right answers.
In the past, there was a learned old woman who lived back in the hills. All the children used to come back and ask her questions. She always gave the right answers.
There was a naughty little boy among the children. One day he caught a tiny bird and held it in his cupped hands.
There was a naughty little boy. One day, he caught a bird and held
with both hands. Then he gathered his friends around. He said, "Let's trick the old woman. I'll ask her what I'm holding in my hands.
Then he called her friends to her side and said, "Let's trick the old woman. I'll ask her what I'm holding in my hands. I'll ask her what I have a bird.
Then, I asked her if the bird is living or dead.
Then I will ask her if the bird is living or dead. If she says the bird is dead,
I'll open my hands and let the bird fly away. If she says the bird is alive, I'll quickly crush it and show her the dead bird. Either way, she'll be wrong. "
If she said the bird was alive, I would immediately pinch it hard and let her see the dead bird. No matter what method was used, she would say something wrong."
The children agreed that this was a clever plan. Up the hill they went to the old woman's hut.
The children all said in unison that this was a clever plan. They climbed up the mountain and came to the old woman's hut.
"Granny, we have a question for you," they all shouted.
"What's in my hands?" asked the little boy.
"What is in my hand?" the little boy asked.
"Well, it must be a bird," replied the old woman.
"Oh, it must be a little bird," the old woman replied.
"But is it living or dead?" demanded the excited boy.
"But is it living or dead?" the little boy asked excitedly.
The old woman thought for a moment and then replied, "It is as you will, my child."
The old woman thought for a while, and then replied: "Child, it's up to you to decide."
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