Elephants, chimneys and eggs
the city of calcutta was young when john and east india ruled bangladesh.
the urban population is more knowledgeable, but the rural population is different.
many people do not know what the potato is and many have not even seen elephants.
at that time, there were no railways in the area.
because many of the villagers far from calcutta do not know what the city looks like.
but the legends about calcutta are cloudy.
if anyone had said anything about a calcutta, the villagers would have thought of him as a man of good fortune, a man of great fortune.
far from calcutta, there is a very remote village, the village chief's name is barame.
he thinks he's the head of a village, he's a big man and he hasn't been to the big city of calcutta, which everyone envys.
doesn't it lose your identity? so he took some copper and money and went to calcutta.
baramey's gone.
come on, it took me days to get to calcutta.
his heart beats on its own.
what a magnificent building! look at that street.
it's wide and flat! look at that shop on both sides of the street, one by one, row by row, what's in it? flowers are green, i can't see, i don't know.
yo, there's a big garden.
a thousand thousand reds, a hundred flowers for beauty.
walking forward, you're only looking at the traffic.
one thing is of particular interest to baramee -- the chimney in a factory is so big that it's almost cloudy, he can't control it, he screams out: "oh, that's weird! what's this tall, round thing called?" at that time, a cityman stood next to barrame.
at that time, the people in calcutta were the best at making money out of emptiness.
this cityman saw barameña's frightful eccentricity, and saw baramey dressed in dirt.
"do you want to know the name of that tall thing? bring me a piece of money!" he said.
"is it money to ask for a name?" barrame wondered.
"how come you don't know the city's rules? if you want to know more, you'll have to pay for it, or else i'll give you a free day." poor barrame took a piece of money out of his waist and gave it to the city.
"the tall thing is called a chimney!" the city was laughing at the chimney.
"the chimneys, the chimneys, the baramesen, afraid to forget to repeat, "that's weird, taller than the house!" "i'll watch it with you," said the cityman, "i know everything, and i'll keep you happy." barame is very grateful to look at this cityman.
they went a little further and ran into a face-to-face elephant with a big bell around its neck and stinging.
"what's the name of this big animal?" "bring me a piece of money!" the city man put out his hand and said。Barrame also gave a piece of money out of his waist to the citymen.
"This is a big animal called Elephant." The city says.
"Oh, Elephant, Elephant..." Baramey kept talking, but he still didn't understand: Why does this elephant have tails on both sides? "How can an elephant eat?" Barame asked.
The cityman didn't see elephants eating, but he replied, "You can ask such a deep question," and the townman said, "You're smart enough to ask me, especially if anyone else doesn't know! Let me tell you, elephants don't eat, just air." “The elephant is so good that it can be raised without money, and the poor can afford it.” Barrameh really wants an elephant。