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Tonight, we'll be reading a folk tale called Theing Tiger from the 1919, a Chinese wonder book by Norman Hinsdale Pittman.

In the story, a tiger kills an old woman's only son.

To make amends, the mother convinces the court's judge to require the tiger to take the son's place in her life. Let's get cozy. Close your eyes.

body into the softness of your bed.

Now. Now take a few deep breaths. a few deep breaths. Just outside the walls of a Chinese city, there lived a young woodcutter named Tang, and his old mother, a woman of 70.

They were very poor and had a tiny one-room shanty, built of mud and grass, which

they rented from a neighbor. Every day young Tang rose bright and early and went up on

the mountain near their house. There he spent the day cutting firewood to sell in the city nearby.

In the evening he would return home, take the wood to market, sell it, and bring back food for

his mother and himself. Now though these two people were poor they were very happy

for the young man loved his mother dearly and the old woman thought there was no one like her son

in all the world. Their friends, however, felt sorry for them and said,

What a pity we have no grasshoppers here, so that the Tangs could have some food from heaven.

One day, young Tang got up before daylight and started for the hills carrying his axe on his shoulder.

He bade his mother goodbye, telling her that he would be back early with a heavier load of wood than

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