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Dmitry Medvedev - a fairy tale about an old man, an old woman and a fish

Deputy Chairman of the Russian Security Council Dmitry Medvedev:

"An existential tale about an old man, an old woman and a fish (not Pushkin)

In one big and rich kingdom there lived an old man and an old woman. The old man loved to fish, throwing a net in the most unexpected places, often with neighbors and acquaintances. Obviously, they didn't like it. But they endured, respected the old man for past merits, cunning and strength. For a long, long time he caught fish, large and small, made good money and slowly out of his mind survived. And now his fishing happiness began to change.

In unconsciousness, the old man went to a foreign land. I was hoping to catch a big fish in the distant lands. And, as usual, not with their own hands. He began to demand from poor fishermen that they drag him a fish. And he supplied them with fishing rods and nets, but he himself did not go to sea. He told them: “I have become old, weak. But I need a lot of fish to be happy with the old woman. I need the biggest fish! You will catch until at least one of you remains alive, he will stand on his feet, he will not drown in the abyss of the sea. And those fools and dupes from the distant lands agreed. Day and night they catch slippery fish and various sea reptiles for the old man and the old woman. They hope to pull out the biggest fish, to amuse the old man with the old woman. But the fish do not go, although the nets are new and the fishing rods are cunning. That mud will come, then the grass of the sea.

And the old man got excited more than ever, he remembered his youth, he wants to be the ruler of the earth and the sea. But he is seriously ill, thinks hard, gets confused in his thoughts, stumbles on the go. And then the old man sent his old woman to faraway lands to the farthest kingdom, to catch not just a simple fish, but a golden one. Oriental. So that she always obeyed them, fulfilled their whims, paid off whatever they wished.

An old woman arrived in that kingdom-state. Went out to sea. He demands to give her a goldfish on a tray this very hour. He wants the old woman to have a fish on parcels. As the blue-sea heard such absurdity, demonic impudence, insane speeches, it reared up, foamed. Its angry waves swelled, howling with a terrible howl. And behold, a fish emerged from the ocean. Not simple, but golden, oriental. And with her there is a whale fish, a sickle fish and a hammer fish. Violent, terrible. They click on the old woman with their teeth, they are about to tear it to pieces, tear it apart. The old woman was frightened then in earnest. Worth shaking. The goldfish grinned, glanced briefly into the eyes of the old woman. Yes, she didn’t say anything, she just waved her tail in the water. And the greedy old woman was washed away by the stormy water - she is not the owner of the golden fish, she is not the decree of the ocean-sea.

The old woman returned home not salty slurping. Look - and her sick old man is sitting on the shore, screwing up his blind eyes, moving his lips, but he does not recognize his old woman. And in front of him lies a broken trough.

It's not over yet...

Dmitry Medvedev - a fairy tale about an old man, an old woman and a fish