“4th story
First published; Sep.08.2017
The greatest childhood moments were all the beautiful fairy tales my mother told us at bedtime. All the stories I share in my blog are memorable tales with important morals that I gathered and translated. And some of the stories are my own.
Once upon a time,
there lived a young prince.
The young prince wanted to get married. He knew every girl would marry him for the family’s fame and power, but he wanted to find true love.
He invited all the young girls in his kingdom poor or rich, famous or unknown to a big ceremony in the palace.
One of the young girls was the daughter of the palace’s gardener. She saw the prince every day from a distance and loved him secretly like all the other girls in the kingdom.
On the day of the party, the Prince handed one flower seed to each girl and announced that he would wed the girl who could develop the most beautiful and healthy flower from this seed.
Like all the other girls, the palace gardener’s daughter planted the seed in a pot and took great care of it, waiting for it to grow.
Weeks passed and the gardener’s daughter did not even see a sprout.
She tried so hard and used different methods of nourishing plants learned by her father, yet there were still no signs of growth.
They had three months to grow their seed and bring their flowerpots to the most important party, for the prince to choose his future bride.
Three months passed and all the girls gathered at the party with beautiful pots full of flowers except the gardener’s daughter whose pot was full of soil. She walked to the line with shame and disappointment.
The prince greeted all the girls, looked at their flowers carefully, and then announced, “My future wife will be the girl with the honest flower.”
All the girls got excited and looked at each other’s pots, hoping the prince was talking about their flowers.
The prince pointed at the gardener’s daughter with the pot full of soil and said, “I choose her. She is the most honest girl in my kingdom. The seed I handed to each of you was infertile and none of you could’ve grown anything. You all lied just to be my wife.”
And so the prince happily married the most honest girl in the kingdom.
Dear friends don’t forget to read my books.
Beautiful.
Thank you for your support.❤
I really enjoyed this story, amazing job ❤️
I am glad you liked it.❤
Beautiful story. Keep up writing. Can’t wait to see your next blog.
I am greatful to have your supports.
Interesting 👌🏻👌🏻
Thank you Sarina💋
love your stories 💕🌸🌸💕🌸🌸💕
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I like this new (to me) fairy tale about the honest young woman, gardener’s daughter. Thank you for sharing this lesson. Smiles, Robin 🐦 🏵
Thank you Robin, made me happy.☺
This story made me happy, Laleh. I would hope a wise prince or king would prefer an honest wife. It was quite a unique tale! 👑 😊
If world could be that simple. 😞
I wish it were able to be simple, true and filled with caring for everyone. It makes me sad, too. 😔
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O my gosh, I am no spring chicken, yet that tale had me filling up to overflowing, and I have come across that scenario in real life, so sad some humans are! If only all life was a fairy tale, always ending happily ever after 🙂
Life would have been perfect lol
The tale was beautifully wrote and illustrated, ready for the next one 🙂
Oh you are so kind. Thank you
My pleasure 🙂
What a beautiful blog. Glad to discover you.
Thank you so much for your support.
A lovely post.
Thanks for the visit and Welcome.
Thank you
Yet another brilliant tale Laleh. 😉 x
Thanks again dear Jack☺️
It’s my pleasure my dear 😉
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Reblogged this on Have We Had Help? and commented:
Here’s another wonderful tale from Laleh. 😉
Thanks Jack😊
Interesting one
Thank you.😊
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Hey Laleh,
Thank you for sharing this wonderful tale of ‘natural selection’ highlighting the poignancy of ‘honesty and truth’ in all endeavours and undertakings, evermore so in matters of the heart 🙂
It is with a wry smile that I now look back on my life and wistfully wish my mother had shared this fairy tale with me when I was younger. Mad fool that I was inflamed by youth and leaping the high walls of the garden of unholy desire and plucking myself a flowering weed instead of a perennial rose.
You have a beautiful name Laleh, one most fitting for the teller of fragrant tales. A name of Persian and/or Turkish origin, Laleh means Tulip, which carries its own delightful symbolism centred on elegance and grace, and defined by the colour of the flower 🙂 In the exquisite language of Love, Romance and Tragedy a Turkish legend may be responsible for the red tulip’s symbolism. The story tells of a prince named Farhad was love struck by a maiden named Shirin. When Farhad learned that Shirin had been killed, he was so overcome with absolute grief that he killed himself – riding his horse over the edge of a cliff. It’s said that a scarlet tulip sprang up from each droplet of his blood, giving the red tulip the meaning “perfect love.” Aww 🙂
Thank you for visiting Gallybloggers and following our humble blog. Every person visiting is a friend to the Homeless who write on the site: every flower a symbolic rose putting smiles on faces and sunshine back in hearts. Your Tulip is a treasure, thank you.
Hoping all s well in all ways. Take care of one and all in your life.
God Bless. Namaste 🙂
DN
Thank you dear Dewin. Your beautiful writing and explanation about my name was over whelming. God bless😊
Indeed it is my pleasure…your fairy tale was a delight and your name intrigued me to share 🙂 I imagine your epithet was chosen with great care, a name that has perhaps guided you quietly all of your life? I am a great believer in the power and quality of a name and often ask myself if the name becomes us or we become the name? Certainly in days gone by a name possessed the spirit of the person to whom it was entrusted: knowing someone’s name therefore gave one power over another. I have no such power, you are safe (lol), I just admired your name 🙂
Have a wonderful weekend. Take care.
God Bless. Namaste 🙂
DN
I love the way you look at the world. Beautiful and inspiring.😊
🙂 Thank you. I was inspired having visited here where I found another who loves Fairy Tales and storytelling traditions. Life really is a Fairy Tales we write ourselves internally. Some wish for a handsome Prince or beautiful Princess at stories end, others perhaps a golden throne or a Kingdom and untold riches. Me I want a never-ending series of destinations through a never-ending set of doors all marked ‘The Journey Starts Here.’ And I want to experience the happiness of that journey with a special friendships and good companionships en route until perhaps one day finally coming to a standstill exhausted but gloriously happy to be laid to rest on the surface of the Sun 🙂 And you Laleh, what is you Fairy Tale and how does it end?
I love the rosy cheeks on the smiles you leave 🙂 How do you do that?
God Bless. Namaste 🙂
DN
I guess world peace, no war, freedom for all, health and love is my most priorities.
This smiley 😊 face is my favourite too lol
Well those are indeed perfectly inspired visions and I most certainly hope the Fairy Tale that has those worthy thoughts featured at journeys end will be one the World writes together: indeed, perhaps you have just written the very first line of a story that could be passed around the world from one country to another to be flavoured and spiced until arriving back with you to pen the last line? Now there’s an idea for a global story 🙂
And what of you personally Laleh the Tulip, what is your personal Fairy Tale…the one fate writes for you?
I imagine you are a smiley type person, one who chuckles, which perhaps explains the red cheeks 🙂
God Bless. Namaste 🙂
DN
Lol
True
I love to laugh and I laugh so loud. Lucky me, my husband is so funny.
He is truly the kindest sweetheart and my fairytale.😊☺️
Aww 🙂 That is an adorable sentiment and the perfect answer. I trust your sweet fairy-tale never ends 🙂 You know I have often thought that of the three greatest virtues, Faith, Hope, and Love, that Love wears the golden Crown and is supported by Faith and Hope. Perhaps my thoughts are moulded by the wonder of fairy-tales, but I adore the sweetness and sentimentality of happy endings.
I hope you keep crafting your gentle stories infused with your Tulip and the sweetness of a loving heart.
Laughter is a blessed gift. Those who own it share it readily without ever even knowing it. Happiness is infectious.
Thank you for sharing your company for a while on my road…a vision of a field of Tulips helped cut strings still keeping me attached to the week. I am now free metaphorically. Thank you 🙂 Have a wonderful weekend in the wonderland of your blessed fairy-tale 🙂
Take care of one and all.
God Bless. Namaste 🙂
DN
Thanks Dewin. You dear have a beautiful weekend as well.🙂
Thank you. Namaste Laleh the Tulip.
God Bless. Namaste 🙂
DN
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Impressive! lol Thank you! 😀
Brightest blessings. Namaste 🙂
DN
Thank you for reading 🙂
Always my pleasure Laleh, thank you 🙂 I also followed your Blog having enjoyed the flavour of your stories and your kind company. I shall look forward to reading far more from afar as and when your quill next quivers and flurries flourishing a line or two 🙂
Until then, thank you once again for sharing your sunshine with me, for your elegance and grace: the true qualities of a rare red and radiant Tulip 🙂
Take care of one and all. God Bless. Namaste 🙂
DN
Thanks dear Dewin for following. God bless you 🙂🙏
Reblogged this on yarn and pencil and commented:
Laleh Chini retells beautiful stories that were told to her by her mother when she was a child. I really enjoy reading the stories and thought I would introduce you to them…
Thank you very much my dear.❤️
Beautiful!
Now I will share a story with you.
Having read your most recent posts, and seeing that I am somewhat new to following your wonderful stories…. I chose to randomly seek out one of your prior stories to read.
As I scrolled down your blog of posts, I stopped…..on this one!
And it was the PERFECT post for me to read…..
I now know where your stories come from and what your inspiration is.
You are a grand reflection of your mother.
You are very blessed.
Thank you for sharing with us….. and what a wonderful way to fall asleep.
Octopus Hugz to you!
Thanks for your beautiful comment. It’s very nice of you my dear. You are kind and thoughtful.<3
Wise and beautiful.
Thanks so much for reading and commenting dear ❤️
Reblogged this on theclubhouseblog and commented:
Honesty seems of little value in these times but I cherish it and hold it dearest
Thanks dear for reblogging.❤️
Wonderfull tale from the great truth that moves our lifes as is love…
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Thank you dear friend for your kind comment.<3
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What a wonderful tale. I chuckled.
You’re very kind my dear friend, appreciate it.❤️
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I like your take on this story. Well done!
Thanks for reading dear and appreciate your comment.
Of course!
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Beautiful moral story,it’s always good to be honest .
Love you.❤️
This is absolutely heart touching and beautifully penned. Thank you for sharing, my heart is overjoyed, it brought me to tears. The lesson of honesty is clear and was shown in the gardeners daughter. She showed up carrying what seem to be an empty pot, for she had done her best, and secretly loved the Prince. While the other girls displayed thriving plant in a beautiful pot. The Prince clever plan, revealed heart, intent and competitiveness of the others. The Gardener’s Daughter didn’t give up, quit or throw in the towel. She showed up caring love for she had nurtured the seed diligently for 3 months, as she continued to walk in love and integrity. Bless you Laleh 🤗🙏💜
Bless you my dear for bringing shine into my blog with your beautiful comments. Hugs from Canada.
Laleh , you are certainly welcome. The pleasure is all mine. Your stories speak. I must be honest, after finishing comment, copied it to my drafts, to reflect upon. Put in the title, Somehow or accidentally, it is unexplainable it was published without my knowing, as I use my phone to post. It was not realized, until after the fact, when someone commented. Apologies. Then took moments, adding your name and site. 💜🙏😆
No worries my dear, thanks for your kindness.❤️🌹🌷
You are so kind Laleh, you are quite welcome. 😇💟🌹
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It’s titled, Heart Touch: Honesty
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Fair enough.
Thanks sweetheart for reading and commenting.
It took me back. It was usually a princess though, but I guess we all search for sth.
(thank YOU)
Thank you very much dear for reading and commenting.❤️
Good story with a good life lesson!
Thank you dear Betul, appreciate your time.
Beautiful story! It took me to my childhood days, I used to enjoy reading/ listening to such fairytales. 🙂 Thanks for the lovely share.
Thank you dear for reading. Appreciate your kind comment.
My pleasure! 🙂
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danger
is a stranger
with out a doubt
no need to tarry
nor shout!
Thanks for sharing your thoughts dear.🌹
yw try John. ty. i m very laid back and so american.
Lol, if I forget excuse me John.
familiar stranger with all gender and dangers.
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kiss the dawn.
Nice story but unfortunately unreal.
Hugs from the other side.
Lol, yes extremely fairytale.😂 Thanks dear friend.
I love this! So awesome.
Appreciate your kindness dear.
Peace and blessings.
Same to you dear.
Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
TRICKY PRINCE BUT HONEST GIRL…HAPPY FOR HER! <3
Appreciate your kindness.🌹
Yours is greater,,,,or comparable! <3
Awwww.
A beautiful tale. What future can a marriage have without honesty between partners?
But it’s a fairytale, 😂 thanks so much sweetheart.🌹❤️🌷
OMG, what a smart prince. Laleh khanum , all those fairy tales your mother told you when you were a child, did you write them down at a certain time or do you just remember them, it’s just brilliant. Thank you ever for sharing them.
Thanks azizam, gladly as we loved the stories I do remember most of them and I love to share it with you guys. Appreciate your kindness, means a lot.❤️
Wow, beautiful story ❤
Thanks so much sweetheart.❤️
My pleasure✨
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What a sweet story! I love fairy tales <3
Thanks Clare sweetheart for reading and commenting.❤️
My pleasure, Laleh. <3
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Beautiful.
Thanks so much dear for reading, appreciate your comment.🌷
You’re welcome, and thanks for the follow. 😊
My pleasure dear.
Truly honest👌👍
Thank you dear.
Reblogged this on Mitch Teemley and commented:
This week’s Featured Blogger is Laleh Chini of A Voice from Iran. Laleh was born in the former Persia before the upheaval that led to the current Islamic Republic of Iran. She later moved to the U.S., and then to Canada.
I am perpetually enchanted and enlightened by Laleh’s Persian folk tales and modern fables. She has also co-written an autobiographical novel inspired by her mother’s child-bride marriage to a violent older man, and by Laleh’s subsequent trials as a ‘too-curious’ teenager during the Islamic Revolution.
You’re going to love her unique inspiring Voice from Iran!
You are amazing dear, I will publish your kind words.
No need, Laleh, you deserve it. By the way, I reworded the above comment somewhat for the actual post at my blog site.
I recheck dear. Thanks again.🌷
Reblogged this on Blue Dragon Journal.
Thanks dear.🌹
An honest flower, a heart knowing how to bloomed… into a lovely rose!
What a beautiful comment Warren dear, appreciate it.❤️
You’re welcome!
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I enjoyed this fairy tale!!
Thanks sweetheart, appreciate your kind visit.🌹
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Wonderful blogpost
Kind regards,
Thank you Rob appreciate your friendship.
Thank you for sharing these beautiful stories. I always love reading your posts ❤️
You’re very kind appreciate it.🌹
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Yes my Twitter is@chini_laleh.
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