Back in the days when the television wasn’t yet invented. There lived a family where every evening the children listened to their grandfather tell stories. The children had favorite stories which from time to time they asked their Grandfather to retell. Then one evening, Grandfather decided to tell the children a new story that they never heard of, he said “ Now, now children I will tell you a story riddle and here’s how it goes...”

“ There once lived a King, he wasn’t just a king but a King that everybody loved. He was a good and fair King.

In the castle there was a hallway where portraits of the King’s ancestors hung, and it was time for him to hang his. But he had only one eye and one foot was shorter than the other, and he didn’t want to hang a portrait of himself, but of course it was required. He was disappointed,and his Wise advisor saw that and asked what’s wrong. The King told him his problem, and the Wise adviser gave some wise advice. The King liked the advice: Command that any artist who would like to draw a portrait of the king, would have to come to the castle, and whichever best one the king will like will be rewarded.

Meanwhile, a family in a village was going through grief. The Father of three children died, and they were left alone with their Mother, poor as ever. Their Father was an artist, he drew portraits and then sold them, he earned their living that way. From young age the oldest Son loved how his Father drew, and would stand for hours watching. Deep in his heart he wanted to be just like his Father. The family started to starve, the oldest Son worked very hard but earned very little.

One day, one of the King’s servants comes to the little village with a King’s command telling for all artists who have a desire to draw a portrait of the King will have to come to the castle and whose ever portrait the King is going to like will be rewarded. The Young man decided to try because his Father was an artist, and he himself was not that bad at drawing. He sold the last portrait/picture the only valuable thing left from his Father, and for that money he bought supplies for drawing.

When the Young man came into the castle he was surprised to see so many artists willing to be awarded/rewarded. Some artists even talked in a foreign language.

The day came when when everyone was finished with their portraits. The King started looking through the portraits and was surprised to see some portraits of himself with two healthy eyes and feet. But he didn’t want to pick those portraits because they weren’t his true form. So then, he came up to the next portrait that was really captivating, he couldn’t even imagine that his portrait could be drawn that way, which showed his real image . When the King asked who drew the portrait, it turned out it was the Young man. The King was very pleased, and rewarded the Young man. And his family never starved again. Later on the Young man found the portrait that he sold and bought it back.

The King was so fascinated by the portrait of himself that whenever friends came for a visit he would show it to them and they would be fascinated by the portrait as well. The End.”
The Grandfather finished the story, and asked the children, “ what do think the portrait of the King look like?” It took the children a while to guess and then one of the Girls says, “Maybe, the King knew the Young man was poor and decided to reward him so that his family doesn’t die from starvation.” the Grandfather replies, “ No, little one that wouldn’t be fair for the King to reward because of poverty” and so the Grandfather tells the children what the portrait looked like, “The portrait was during hunting, with King’s short leg on a stump and the other on the ground, and his good eye looking at the target.”