Once upon a time, in a small village near the plains, there lived two brothers. One was rich, and the other was poor. One day, the poor brother went to visit his rich brother and sat down at his table. But the rich brother was not kind and said, "How dare you sit at my table? You belong in the fields, scaring the crows!" So the poor brother went to the fields to scare the crows away.
As the crows flew off, one raven returned and said to him, "In this village, you will never find luck or happiness. Go to another village, and things will be better for you." The poor brother listened, went home, and told his wife and children to pack their few belongings. They left the village and started walking to another place. But as they walked, the Unlucky Days followed him closely, saying, "You belong to us, and we will never leave you!"
They reached a river, and the man was very thirsty. He had an idea. He opened his water bag and tricked the Unlucky Days into getting inside. He tied it shut and buried it by the riverbank. Then, he and his family went on to the next village, where they found an empty hut.
One day, the man heard a voice from the mountain calling, "Catch me! Catch me if you can!" Curious, he grabbed a rope and headed up the mountain to investigate. There, he found an old goat with big horns. The man didn’t know it was the Devil in disguise, so he caught the goat with a rope and gently pulled it down the mountain. As soon as he brought the goat to his barn, it disappeared, but gold coins started raining down from the ceiling! The poor man gathered the coins, filling two large chests. He then became a rich man.
With his newfound wealth, the poor brother sent a message to his rich brother, inviting him to visit. The rich brother thought, "Maybe he needs my help because he has nothing to eat," so he baked a lot of pancakes and set off. But as he traveled, he heard more and more about how rich his brother had become. Feeling jealous, he threw the pancakes into a ditch, regretting his earlier thoughts.
When he arrived, his poor brother showed him the two large chests full of gold coins. Envy filled the rich brother’s heart, and he turned green with jealousy. The poor brother, noticing this, wanted to teach him a lesson and said, "I’ve buried even more gold coins by the river in a water bag. You can have it if you like!" The rich brother hurried to the river, dug up the water bag, and opened it with greedy hands. But instead of gold coins, the Unlucky Days jumped out and clung to him, saying, "You are ours now!"
When the rich brother returned home, he found his house had turned to ashes, and all his wealth was gone. From that day on, he lived in his poor brother’s old house, and the Unlucky Days stayed with him forever.
Once upon a time, in a little village near a field, there lived two brothers. One was rich and thought he was oh-so-important, while the other was poor but had a heart of gold.
One sunny afternoon, the poor brother thought, “I’ll pop by and see my rich brother. Maybe he’ll share some cake or something!” So, he showed up at his rich brother’s big, fancy house, sat down at the table, and smiled.
But the rich brother looked at him like he had just stepped in mud. “What do you think you’re doing?” he snapped. “This isn’t a picnic! You belong in the fields scaring the crows. Go! Shoo!”
The poor brother blinked. “Scare crows? I’m not even wearing a straw hat!” But off he went to the fields anyway. He waved his arms and shouted, “Boo!” at the crows, which, to be fair, were more confused than scared.
Suddenly, one big, shiny raven swooped back down and landed right next to him. The bird cocked its head and said, “Well, that was something. Ever thought of taking your act on the road? Maybe another village? This place isn’t doing you any favors.”
The poor brother raised an eyebrow. “Wait, are you... talking?”
“Yup,” said the raven, with the attitude of someone who’s seen it all. “Go to another village. Trust me on this. Things will get better.” And with that, the bird flew off, leaving the poor brother scratching his head.
When he got home, he told his wife, “Honey, pack up the kids and the cat. We’re moving! The raven said so.”
Now, the wife, who was used to her husband’s odd ideas, just sighed. “Sure, dear. The raven said so,” she muttered, packing up their few things.
As they started walking to a new village, something strange happened. The Unlucky Days (yes, actual days, like Monday and Wednesday, but with worse attitudes) popped out of nowhere and started following them, complaining the whole way.
“You belong to us!” they whined. “We’ll never leave you!”
The poor brother groaned. “Great, now I have grumpy weekdays chasing me! What’s next? Mondays that last forever?”
Eventually, they reached a river. The poor brother was thirsty, but those Unlucky Days were still yapping in his ear. Then, an idea popped into his head. He opened his water bag and said, “Hey, Unlucky Days, why don’t you take a break and hop inside here? It’s cozy, I promise!”
For some strange reason, the Unlucky Days thought this was a great idea (clearly, they weren’t the brightest). Once they were all packed into the water bag, the poor brother tied it up tight and buried it by the river.
“Bye-bye, bad luck!” he chuckled as he and his family skipped off to the next village, where they found a cute little empty hut.
One day, the man heard a voice echoing from the mountain. “Catch me if you can! Nyah-nyah!”
“Oh, great,” he thought. “Now I’m hearing voices from the mountain.” But curious as ever, he grabbed a rope and went to check it out.
Up on the mountain, he found… an old goat. But not just any goat—it had big horns, wild eyes, and was hopping around like it had way too much sugar.
“Well, aren’t you a frisky one?” the poor brother said, roping the goat like a pro. But little did he know, this goat was actually the Devil in disguise. (Plot twist!)
When he brought the goat down to his barn, poof, it disappeared in a cloud of smoke! And then, gold coins started raining from the ceiling.
The poor brother’s eyes went wide. “Gold! From a goat! This might be the best day ever!”
He quickly scooped up the coins, filling two large chests. Feeling generous, he sent a message to his rich brother, inviting him over.
Now, the rich brother thought, “Ha! He must be desperate for my help. Poor fool. I’ll bring some pancakes. Maybe I’ll be the hero of this story!”
But as he journeyed to his brother’s place, word got around that the poor brother had struck it rich. Furious with jealousy, the rich brother tossed the pancakes into a ditch. “I’m not sharing pancakes with him if he’s rich now! No way!”
When he arrived, his poor-now-rich brother opened the door and greeted him with a grin. “Surprise! Look at my two big chests of gold coins!”
The rich brother’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. “Gold? From a goat? This can’t be real. I want more!”
Seeing the envy on his brother’s face, the poor brother decided to have a little fun. “Oh, by the way, I buried even more gold by the river in a water bag. Feel free to go get it!”
Without thinking twice, the greedy rich brother raced to the river, dug up the water bag, and opened it. But instead of gold, the Unlucky Days burst out and clung to him like a bad sweater.
“Surprise!” they sang. “You’re stuck with us now!”
The rich brother stumbled home, only to find that his grand house had turned to ashes, and all his wealth had vanished. From that day on, he had to live in his poor brother’s old house, with the Unlucky Days constantly reminding him of his greed.
And they never let him forget it.
Two brothers lived in a far-off town,
One was rich, the other down.
The poor man knocked with hope and plea,
But his brother sneered, "You're not like me!"
"Go scare the crows, you don’t belong,
Your place is far where things go wrong."
The poor man sighed, with heart so sore,
And wandered off, his hope no more.
As crows took flight, a raven stayed,
“Leave this place, don’t be afraid!
In another town, you'll find your cheer,
But here, bad luck will hold you near.”
He told his wife, they packed with speed,
And left behind their life of need.
The Unlucky Days crept close behind,
"You're ours forever, keep that in mind!"
But by the river, with a plan in sight,
He trapped those Days and sealed them tight.
He buried the bag beneath the sand,
And went to find a kinder land.
In their new home, they lived in peace,
But up the mountain came a tease:
“Catch me! Catch me!” a voice did call,
The man climbed high, he wouldn’t fall.
He found a goat with horns so wide,
And brought it down the mountainside.
But when he tied it in his shed,
The goat was gone — and gold instead!
Gold coins rained down, two chests he filled,
His luck had changed, his life was thrilled.
He sent a message to his kin,
The rich man came with greed within.
But jealous thoughts filled up his mind,
His greed, a trap he didn’t find.
He hurried fast to the river’s side,
Dug up the bag with selfish pride.
But when he opened it with glee,
The Unlucky Days leaped out with glee.
They clung to him with wicked cheer,
And stayed with him year after year.
His wealth was gone, his home no more,
And so he lived forever poor.
The poor man thrived, content and kind,
While his brother lost his greedy mind.
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