Sanji and the Baker

980821 Sanji and the Baker

When Sanji was a young man, he traveled a great deal. He sailed across stormy seas. He traveled across hot, open deserts. One day, he arrived in the fabled city in Fratsia, a dazzling place where merchants traded in spices, gems and colorful skills.
Sanji decide to stay there for a while. He found a room that suited him perfectly. It was small and simple but it was quite cozy. Best of all, it was right above the Baker’s shop.
In the morning, Sanji awoke to a delicious smell wafting up from the bakery. Dark, crusty bread was hot from the oven. Warm sweet rolls filled with juicy currants. Crunchy biscuits covered in sesame seeds. Sanji stepped on to his the balcony and took a deep breath. He whiffed and sniffed the heavenly aroma. Mmm…the cinnamon buns are very fresh. He just wanted to have one.
In the bakery, Sanji bought the tiniest cinnamon bun in the shop. “I’ve been on my balcony enjoying the wonderful smells from the oven.” He told the Baker. “Oh, you have, done you?” growled the Baker. He narrowed his eyes and glared at Sanji.
That evening when Sanji came home, he stood on his balcony to inhale the lovely smells that rose from the bakery. Sweet coconut cakes and orange spice, date nut loaves and walnut whirls. Sanji stood dreamily, sniffing and whiffing. He didn’t see the Baker staring up at him. This went on for many days.
Suddenly one evening the Baker banged angrily on Sanji’s door. “Thief!” he cried. “You are stealing my smells! Sanji was astonished. “What are you talking about?” he asked, opening the door. “Don’t think I haven’t seen you, standing on your balcony whiffing and sniffing!” shouted the Baker. “You smell my bread every morning. You smell my cakes every evening!” “I must be paid for those smells!” “Nonsense!” said Sanji. “Those smells come up here by themselves! I haven’t stolen anything from you!” The Baker shook his fist at Sanji. “So you refuse to pay! Then I’ll take you to court. The Judge will see that I get my payment!”
So they went to the court. The Baker told his story and the Judge listened carefully. Then he questioned Sanji. ‘Do you enjoy those smells?’ ‘Yes, your Honour,’ Sanji replied. ‘And have you ever paid for them?’ ‘No, your honour, I haven’t.’ the Judge thought for a long time. At last he said, ‘Both of you will return to court tomorrow morning at nine o’clock. Sanji, you will bring five silver coins.’
Sanji was miserable. He didn’t have five silver coins.
He would have to borrow them from his friends. And how would he ever pay them back?
The next morning at nine o’clock the Judge entered the court room. Sanji stood quietly, with his head bowed. The baker was there too, grinning and rubbing his greedy hands together. The Judge spoke first to Sanji. ‘Have you brought the silver coins? ‘Yes your Honour,’ he answered in a whisper.
The judge took a large copper bowl and placed before him. He told Sanji to throw the coin, one at a time, into the bowl. To the Baker he said, ‘Now listen carefully…’
The first coin clinked into the bowl. The second coin tinkled beside it. The third coin clattered. The fourth coin clanged. The fifth coin rattled on to the pile.
The Judge turned to the Baker. ‘Did you hear those coins clatter and clink?’ ‘Yes, your honour,’ replied the Baker, looking hungrily at the bowl of coins. ‘And did you enjoy the sound of their rattle and clang?’ asked the Judge. ‘Oh, yes! I certainly did!’ cried the Baker.
‘Good,’ said the judge. ‘Because that was your payment.’
‘’And you, Sanji,’ he continued, ‘may have your five silver coins back.’ ‘Thank you, your Honour.’

Michael-This story tells us that the Baker isn’t a good person. Smelling other’s bread isn’t illegal. Sanji didn’t do any thing wrong but the Baker wanted him to pay him money for smelling his bread. The Baker did this on purpose. He really wants Sanji’s money. The Baker is a greedy person we can not be like him. The baker is always doing some nonsense and boring things. Doesn’t he think this is a very boring thing? Because of Sanji smelling his bread his said that Sanji was stealing the smell from the bread. Getting a lot of money isn’t always a good thing. The Baker will get a lot of feed back. Such as didn’t get what he wanted. I think this is really a ridiculous thing. We should feel for others. Don’t do something that they can’t do it. Or the things will be very complicated. Be nice to others.
Dazzle---使目眩,使眼花
Aroma--- (植物、酒、菜肴等的)芳香,香氣,香味[C][U]