Irish Tale
The Brewery of Egg-Shells
When a mother goes to the cradle in the morning, she realizes her baby has been swapped with a fairy. She gets a lot of different advice, but only takes the advice of a famous healer to get her baby boy back.
In a far far land on the edge of the world, there lived two brothers. The elder one was very rich, nearly drowning in wealth, while the younger one was as poor as a church mouse.
But as rich as the first one was, he always hungered for more. He was a scrooge and he wouldn’t share his wealth with anyone, no matter what. The younger brother had to scrape the bottom of the barrel just to have something to eat, but he never thought twice whenever someone came to him for help.
One day, the poor younger brother had no choice but to go to his rich brother and ask for a little bit of food. He hadn’t eaten anything for several days now and his stomach was rumbling like a thunderstorm.
He knocked at the door once, but nothing happened. He knocked twice, but still nothing. He knocked at the window, but still no response.
Suddenly a gnawed-clean bone flew out of the window and the scrooge shouted: “There you go, pick up that bone, take it and sell it to the Devil himself for all I care, just don’t come bothering me again!”
The poor brother picked up the bone and thanked him politely.
And so he sighed and walked to a dark forest. Finding a devil so he could try to sell the bone to him was the only thing he hoped for. As he wandered cautiously down a narrow path, he suddenly found a little imp standing before him, and blocking the road. With pointy ears, a grey beard hanging all the way to the ground and big eyes peeping out from under a pointy hat, he was battering the ground with his stick.
“Where are you heading, squire, eh?”…