The pot of the Roll
There was a woman in Quito daily wearing his cow to the
bagel. There always did because I did not take a paddock where. One day,
picking up some firewood, left the cow near the pot. On his return he no longer
found. Filled with fright, he began to look around.
They spent a few hours and did not appear vaquita. In their
quest to find it, down to the bottom of the same pot and his surprise he was
great when he came to the entrance of a huge palace.
When he recovered from his astonishment, he saw that in a luxurious
throne sat a beautiful princess.
Seeing there the humble lady, smiling princess asked:
What is the purpose of your visit?
- I lost my cow! And if the meeting will remain in abject
poverty - the woman replied sobbing -.
The princess, to ease the suffering of the lady, gave an ear
and a brick of gold.
Also he comforted assuring him that his beloved cow was
safe.
The princess thanked the woman and left happy. When he
reached the door, I had the great surprise!
- There's my cow!
The woman and the animal returned home.
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