Week 14 Story

Story source: Household Stories by the Brothers Grimm

The Fisherman and His Wife Ending

The fisherman, begrudgingly, made his way back to the river. This time he arrived he noticed a dark red pool near the edge of the water. He thought little of it and called out to the fish.

"O man, O man! — if the man you be,
Or flounder, flounder, in the sea —
Such a tiresome wife I've got,
For she wants what I do not."

Only this time he was met with no response. He thought for a moment. He wondered where the fish might be, then remembered the pool of red he had noticed upon his approaching the waters. 

"O man, O man! — if the man you be,
Or flounder, flounder, in the sea —
My wife wishes to be king
though I fear you have fallen due to my fisherman sting"

No answer was found to his calling. The fisherman was slightly relieved he would not have to make another request, though he also felt guilt for inflicting the wound that took the fish's life. He walked home slowly pondering the fish. 

As he arrived back at his new castle he was shocked to find it in ruins. The entire building had collapsed. The fisherman frantically ran up to the wreckage, throwing back stones searching earnestly for his wife. He threw back rocks for what must have been at least an hour before he saw it. 

A large piece of the stunningly white marble, stained in red. The fisherman wailed "oh, my beloved I am so sorry. This is all my fault. Im so sorry. Im so sorry."

The man's wailing went on for days. He didn't eat, he failed to sleep, and he never tired of his wailing. FOr this was the last wish granted by the fish. The fish had granted the fisherman morning eternal. 

The End

Authors Note:

Going into this story I knew I wanted to touch back on the would the fish had endured in the first story. I also knew that there needed to be some sort of cosmic action that came to the wife as a result of her greed and pride. So, I decided to make a plan for the fish. He granted all of these things to the fisherman knowing that every gift would soon turn sour at the moment of his demise. So, it explains why the fish was so giving, and also ends on a note of those who do evil getting cosmic justice. 


Comments

  1. NatalieDecember 3, 2020 at 8:31 PM

    Hi Kevin!
    I think it was a really cool choice to tell the story in a way that sort of resembles poetry. It really draws attention to the poetry within the story that the wife of the fisherman died in the same way that the fish died. I noticed a couple of typos, but overall- great job!

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