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[RT] Parallel's Great Trading..this saids it all!


  • Subject: [RT] Parallel's Great Trading..this saids it all!
  • From: Gentle Ox <enchant@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx>
  • Date: Sat, 5 May 2001 22:41:34 -0700

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The Taste of Banzo’s Sword
Matajuro Yagyu was the son of a famous swords­man. His father, believing
that his son’s work was too mediocre to anticipate mastership, disowned
him.
 So Matajuro went to Mount Futara and there found the famous swordsman
Banzo. But Banzo confirmed the father’s judgment "You wish to learn swordsmanship
under my guidance?” asked Banzo. "You cannot fulfill the requirements."
"But If I work hard, how many years will it take me to become a master?”
persisted the youth.
The rest of your life," replied Banzo.
"I cannot wait that long," explained Matajuro. "I am willing to pass
through any hardship if only you will teach me. If I become your devoted
serv­ant, how long might it be?”
“Oh, maybe ten years,” Banzo relented.
“My father is getting old, and soon I must take care of him," continued
Matajuro. "If I work far more
Intensively, how long would It take me?"
“Oh, maybe thirty years,” said Banzo.
    “Why is that?” asked Matajuro. “First you say ten
and now thirty years. I will undergo any hardship to
master this art in the shortest time!”
“Well,” said Banzo, "in that case you will have to remain with me for
seventy years. A man in such a hurry as
you are to get results seldom learns quickly."
“Very well,” declared the youth, understanding at last that he was being
rebuked for impa­tience, "I agree.”
Matajuro was told never to speak of fencing and never to touch a sword.
He cooked for his master, washed the dishes, made his bed, cleaned the
yard, cared for the garden, all without a word of swordsmanship.
    Three years passed. Still Matajuro labored on.
Thinking of his future, he was sad. He bad not
even begun to learn the art to which he had de­voted his life.
But one day Banzo crept up behind him and gave him a terrific blow with
a wooden sword.
The following day, when Matajuro was cook­ing rice, Banzo again
sprang upon him unex­pectedly.
After that, day and night, Matajuro had to de­fend himself from
unexpected thrusts. Not a mo­ment passed in any day that he did not
have to think of the taste of Banzo’s sword.
   He learned so rapidly he brought smiles to the face of
his master. Matajuro became the greatest swordsman in the land.






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