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Giant Romanian folk tale Shepherd was going to go to the city to his master. He pulled the donkey's ears out of the barn and set out on the road. At first he covered his donkey with a staple, fit a wooden saddle on the staple, and threw a pork on the saddle. Then I pulled up a spring - now you can put a load. First of all, the shepherd took four bottles of milk and hung them on donkeys - two on each side. After that he brought eight rounds of a brynza and also wounded his donkey - four on one side and four rounds on the other. Well, he thinks, enough. But it did not happen as it was supposed: two gentlemen's sons arrived here the day before. they also need to be taken away! Doing nothing, the shepherd took two rugs and put them saddle over the scroll. He planted lordly children on them - and not somehow, but back to back, so that sometimes no fights would start on the road and no one would scratch one another. Shepherd stands and only sweat wipes her face. Suddenly, where not, flea: jumped the shepherd on the sleeve, from the sleeve - on the donkey, looked all over - back and forth - and climbed into some fold of soft foam. "I'll sit," he thinks, "in the shade. Today he is a hot one. ” He took a stick of stick, whistled, called, and drove the donkey to town. The sun is baking, the shepherd goes and goes, the donkey drives. Sweat hail flows from the shepherd, the ass under the weight of his legs bend, and the flea - indifferent! He sleeps on a donkey's back and swings in a soft stand, as if in a cradle! Only in the evening did they hit the city and drive into the yard. Flea woke up. She jumped out from under the tablecloth, looked around, and when she saw the mountain rising in the ass on the back, she began to shout and brag. - Look, good people, what a load I carried! Here's what a giant I am! No one in my power can compare to me! Said the flea and jumped the shepherd's sleeve. The shepherd carries a load to the house and the flea sits on his sleeve and says: - And this burden is nothing to me! He removed the shepherd's entire luggage from the donkey and began releasing a spring to remove the wooden saddle. - You see! I am the one who carried the burden and did not squeal, and behind this tele-donkey the shepherd looks like a doll. And the donkey is good: he stands on his own, he sniffs his head, his legs bent, he almost falls to his side. I am smaller than one of his ears, and I do not worry. Come on, I'll study it, icebreaker! Without thinking for a long time, she jumped the flea donkeys straight on the muzzle and threw her ass. The donkey shook himself, shook his legs, and threw the milk bottles over. The shepherd was angry and like a donkey's shagone - just where the flea was sitting. And there was nothing left of that giant flea. So she should: did not work, then do not brag!