Kralın yeni giysileri / The emperor's new clothes

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The emperor’s new clothes

This is the story of a very vain emperor. He didn’t think about his country or his people. He only thought about clothes. The emperor loved clothes. He always bought the finest and most expensive clothes. And he always wore the latest fash- ions. Every week, he bought some new clothes. In fact, he spent all his money on clothes. One day, two men decided to trick the emperor. They were called Victor and Hugo. Victor and Hugo knew the emperor loved clothes and they wanted to make lots of money. So they made a plan. “Let’s tell the emperor that we are famous tailors,” said Victor. “Yes. And let’s tell him, we can make him some beautiful new clothes, “said Hugo. “The most beautiful clothes in the world,” said Victor. The next day, the two men went to the palace to meet the emperor. “Your majesty,” said Victor, “we are famous tailors. And we want to make some beautiful new clothes for you.” “Yes,” said Hugo. “We want to make you a very special suit. We will use a magic mate- rial that only very clever people will be able to see.” “We know you are a very clever man. So we know that you will love this material,” said Victor. “So,” said the emperor, “stupid men won’t be able to see this magic material?” “That is correct,” said Victor. The emperor believed the two men. “Excellent,” he said. “What do you need?” “We need some gold thread and some sil- ver thread,” Hugo replied. “And we need some money, of course,” The emperor gave the two men two bags of gold coins, some gold thread and some silver thread. The emperor was very excited. “When can you start?” he asked. “We can start tomorrow,” Victor replied. That afternoon, the two men began to make the material for the emperor’s new clothes. Clack… Whirr…. Clack … Whirr. They worked all afternoon and all evening. Then, late at night, when everybody was asleep, Hugo carried the bags of gold and the bags of thread out of the palace. He took them to a safe place and hid them. The next day, the emperor began to tell everybody about the magic material. Soon everybody in the palace knew about it. And, they told their friends outside the palace. And soon everybody in the country knew about the magic material.

“Only clever people will be able to see this magic material. Stupid people won’t be able to see it,” they told their friends and neigh- bors. All week, the emperor waited to see the material. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday… . He counted the days. He wanted to see the magic material but he was worried. Maybe, I won’t be able to see it. Then, people will think I am stupid, the emperor thought, i can’t go and see it. Then, the emperor had an idea. I won’t go and see the material. I’ll send the prime min- ister. He’s very clever. He’ll be able to see it, he thought. The prime minister was not worried. I’m a very clever man. I’ll be able to see the mate- rial, he thought. The prime minister walked into the room. He saw the two tailors but he couldn’t see any material. Oh no’ he thought. I can’t see the materi- al. I must be stupid. Nobody must know that I’m stupid. “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” said Victor. “Yes, it is. It’s very beautiful,” said the prime minister. The two men smiled and said, “Thank you.” “Do you think the emperor will like it?” asked Hugo. “He’ll love it,” said the prime minister. Then, the prime minister left the room, and he went to find the emperor. “Your Majesty, the material is wonderful. It’s the most beautiful material in the world,” the prime minister told the emperor. The emperor was very happy. “Tell the tai- lors that I am coming to see it,” he said. “And tell all my ministers to come here immedi- ately. They must all come and see the mate- rial.”

All the ministers went to see the material with the emperor. They all stood and looked at the loom. “Where is it?” asked the emperor excited- ly. “Hurry up and show us.” “It’s here,” said Hugo. “Can’t you see it?” The emperor couldn’t see it. The ministers couldn’t see it. Nobody could see it.

“It’s very beautiful,” said the ministers, looking at the empty loom. Oh dear, thought the emperor. Everybody can see it, But I can’t see anything. I must be stupid. Then the emperor smiled and said, “It’s beautiful. I love it. Tonight, you will make me a suit. And tomorrow, there will be a parade through the town, and I will wear the suit. The next morning, the suit was ready. The two tailors took it to the emperor. “Please, take off your clothes, Your Majesty,” said Victor. “Now, try on the trousers first,” said Hugo. “Do they fit?” asked Victor. “Yes,” replied the emperor. “Now, try on the shirt,” said Hugo. “Does it fit?” asked Victor. “Yes,” replied the emperor. “It fits me per- fectly.” “Good. Now put on the jacket,” said Hugo. The emperor looked in the mirror. He looked very hard but he couldn’t see the suit. He could only see his underwear. The ministers came in. They were shocked. The emperor is only wearing his underwear, they thought. “Are you ready?” the prime minister asked the emperor. “Of course, I’m ready,” said the emperor. Then the emperor gave victor and Hugo two more bags of gold coins. They thanked him, and then they quickly left the palace.

The emperor was ready for the parade. All his people were in the streets. They were very excited. Everybody wanted to see the emperor’s new clothes. The emperor walked proudly through the streets in his underwear. The people clapped and said, “The emper- or looks very smart. His new clothes are wonderful. The material is beautiful. It’s the most beautiful material in the world.” Then, suddenly, a boy shouted, “The emperor isn’t wearing any clothes.” There was silence. Then all people began to laugh. “Ha … Ha … Ha …. The emperor isn’t wearing any clothes. Poor man! He’s walking through the streets in his underwear,” they said.

It was true. And the emperor knew it was true. The boy is right, he thought. I’m not wearing any clothes. He wanted to run back to his palace but he couldn’t. He was the emperor. He walked slowly through the town in his underwear. I am vain, he thought. And this is my pun- ishment. Finally, the emperor arrived back at the palace. He called for his guards. “Find those tailors and bring them here,” he said. The guards looked for the tailors every- where but they couldn’t find them. And that day, the emperor stopped think- ing about clothes. And he began thinking about his country and his people. He became a good emperor.

Kralın yeni giysileri / The emperor's new clothes