Once upon a time there lived a famous magician called Frankel. He lived in a small town in Germany and worked their in a laboratory in his house. He was a good magician as he used the spells to make bad people good.
Frankel did everything - washing, cleaning etc. by magic. He took a boy named Hans of eighteen as an apprentice so that his power of magic would not be wasted. Hans was a good student and very curious to learn. Frankel advises to Hans, “Never be impatient. My magic is very powerful. So, be careful.” But Hans was very excited. He wanted to be a powerful magician over night.
One day the magician taught Hans how to make the brush carry water to clean the floor. The next day, after breakfast, Frankel went to see his friend. Hans got a chance to test his magical power. He went to clean the Frenkel’s laboratory. Hans took a metal object and followed the spell he learnt. The door of the laboratory opened and a brash walked in. It grew armed and legged just like a man.
The brush carried a bucket of water. The brush emptied bucket water on to the floor and then went out for more water. It again emptied another bucket of water. “That’s enough, Brush,” said Hans. “You can start cleaning the floor now.” But the brush didn’t take it to ear. It fetched more and more water.
The laboratory began to flood quickly. Hans took an axe and cut the brush into two pieces. But both pieces grew their own legs and arms. Now they carried two buckets and fetched more water. He grew frightened and again cut each into two. The four pieces similarly grew legs and hands and fetched more and more water. When panic seized him and he was in a fix, Frankel arrived there.
Then he cried, “Please don’t punish me.” “Did I not tell you to be careful? Frankel asked Hans. “I’ll never be impatient again, sir. I promise. I’ve really learned my lesson," said Hans.
Moral: A little learning is a dangerous thing.
