In the darkness of the night, there was a candle light. In that room was a man poring over his book. He started sweating.
“Servants!” he muttered.
A bewildered servant came in. “Sir, you..”
The man grunted. “I’m fine. Get my wife.” With that the servant left the room.
A few moments later, a woman barged in.
“What’s happening?” she asked, full of concern.
“I’m sick. I had this vision- I have this feeling… I’m fine, though.”
“You’re sick?! And you say you’re fine! You’re obviously not! Servants! Get the doctor, quick!”
“Wait- don’t. I’m fine, you don’t need to call the doctor. Go, please.”
The servant hesitated for a moment before backing out of the room.
“Wife, I’m fine.” He protested. “I think in my vision, there was something wrong with my parents, I must go.”
“What about your scholarly duties?” she asked.
“I’m going to take a break to go see my parents.”
“But, husband, you’ve only been a scholar for 10 days! You’re leaving now?”
“Shut up, please. I’ve already decided. I’m going. Tomorrow.”
He was true to his word. He went to his parents on horseback the next day.
He barged in the room as soon as he was there.
His mother stared, astonished.
“My son, your father-”
“Mother, father is fine. Don’t worry too much!”
“Erm, I can’t do anything.” the doctor said.
“But, can he still live?”
“I’m not sure.. but there’s one way to find out.”
“What way?” the son asked.
“What way?” the mother asked.
“You have to taste his poop.”
The son looked bewildered.
“If his waste is bitter, then he’s fine. If it’s sweet, then he can’t…”
The son and the mother were speechless.
“What- What kind of idea is this?!” the mother demanded.
“You can’t! No!” the father protested. “Son, don’t listen to his meddling words! He’s lying, he’s lying! CHASE HIM OUT OF MY HOUSE!”
That night, the father went to the bushes to do about his business. The son, without telling his parents, went there. He remembered the doctor’s words.
Just taste his poop..
He picked it up and glared at it. He ate it.
“No- why, why is it sweet?” he muttered.
In bed that night, he couldn’t sleep. He ended up getting up. He looked through his parent’s window. His mother was fanning his father. He started crying.
That night, fireflies roamed the air.
He looked up.
“The North star!”
He knelt and prayed to it.
“I’m willing to sacrifice myself for his health..”
Translated by Liana. 7/2012.