Long, long ago, a kind old man and his nasty old wife lived in a village. The old man loved sparrows and took care of them like their children, while his wife hated them.
One day a sparrow flew into their garden and ate some rice paste that the wife had left out on the windowsill while she was washing clothes. The wife got so angry that she caught the sparrow to cut her tongue, and then let her off. The sparrow flew toward the mountain.
The kind old man heard the story and felt very sorry for the sparrow. He decided to find her and apologize to her for it.
He walked and walked throught the mountain, saying:
"Where is the house of the tongue-cut sparrow's?"
With difficulty, he managed to find thesparrow's house in the bamboo forest, and ment with the tongue-cut sparrow.
"I came here to apologize to you. Are you all right? Please forgive us."
"Thank you for your coming here. I was so shocked but it was my fault. Why don't you eat dinner with me?"
He stayed there at that night.
Before he left to return to his house the next morning, the sparrow said to him,
"These are my souvenirs for you. Which do you prefer, a big box or a small box?"
"I do not need either of them. But if you do give me anything, I want a small one."
He walked home with the small box on his back. He opened it to find a great deal of money, silver and fine cloth inside.
The old woman asked him, "Why didn't you bring a big one? I'll go and take it."
THen, she walked and walked through the mountain, saying:
"Where is the house of the sparrow with her tongue cut?"
With difficulty, she managed to find the sparrow's house in the bamboo forest, and met with the tongue-cut sparrow.
"Why did you come here?" Asked the sparrow.
"I wanted to see you, because I took care of you so much." answered the old woman.
"Ok. Come in, please."
The old woman did not enter, and only said,
"I want a souvenir at once. I want a big box."
She carried it on her back with difficulty and left the sparrow-house.
On her way home, she couldn't resist the urge to see inside the box. She unloaded it on the road and opened it.
Snakes, ghosts, centipedes, and dreadful, feadful things came out one after another. She lost consciousness. (corrected:2002/8/15 Music by Mazuka, recorrected by Brittany Hardwicke on 2015.12.27)