The Brave Little Tailor

Introduction

This tale of a small hero has charmed young readers ever since the Brothers Grimm set it down, and it works its magic in every language. The secret of its charm is that the hero is no mighty warrior at all. He is a little tailor who kills seven flies at one stroke, writes the boast on his belt, and then lives up to it purely with his wits. We have retold the story here as a fable, because its heart is a lesson that Chinese tradition knows well: the mind wins where the muscle cannot. Our own folk wisdom is full of such stories — Tian Ji, who turned a losing horse race into victory by changing the order of his horses, or young Cao Chong, who weighed a live elephant by floating it in a boat. Short and pointed, the fable form suits a hero who never fights with his fists, yet never loses a battle. It is also worth noting how the tale has softened over time. The Disney cartoon of 1938 turned the tailor into a cheerful Mickey Mouse and left out many of the sly tricks that make the original so satisfying — so reading the full retelling lets children taste the tailor's calm cleverness for themselves. As you read together, watch how the tailor never tells an outright lie. He simply lets others misunderstand him, and then proves their mistake true by his deeds. That fine line between boasting and believing in yourself is a wonderful thing to talk about over dinner.

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The Brave Little Tailor - The tailor strikes down seven flies at one blow, sews a boastful belt, and then beats the giant in a test of strength with a cheese and a bird. - Scene Illustration 1
The tailor strikes down seven flies at one blow, sews a boastful belt, and then beats the giant in a test of strength with a cheese and a bird.
Long ago, in a small town, a little tailor sat by his window and sewed all morning. Down the street came an old woman, calling out, "Jam for sale! Sweet jam for sale!" The tailor loved that sound. He leaned out of the window. "Come up here, good woman. I will buy some jam."
The old woman climbed the stairs with her heavy basket. She opened every jar for him. The tailor sniffed every jar and picked a small one. "This jam will give me strength," he said, and he spread it thick on a slice of bread. Then he went back to his sewing with a happy heart.
Soon the sweet smell drew many flies into the room. The flies buzzed and buzzed and would not go away. At last the tailor grew angry. He grabbed a piece of cloth and struck at them. When he counted, seven flies lay dead on the table. "Seven at one stroke!" he cried. "What a brave man I am!" So he sewed a belt and wrote on it in big letters: SEVEN AT ONE STROKE.
He buckled his belt and set out into the wide world. He put an old cheese in one pocket. On the road he found a bird caught in the bushes, so he set it free and kept it in his pocket too. He walked light and quick, and he was not tired at all.
His road led up a high mountain. At the top sat a huge giant, looking over the land. The tailor walked straight up to him. "Good day, friend!" he said. "I am going out to seek my fortune. Will you come with me?" The giant looked down at the tiny man and laughed. "You? A little fellow like you?"
The tailor opened his coat and showed his belt. "Read this, and judge me for yourself." The giant read SEVEN AT ONE STROKE. He thought the tailor had killed seven men, and he felt new respect for the little man. But he wanted to test him. He took a stone and squeezed it so hard that water dripped out. "Can you do that?" he asked. The tailor smiled. He took the old cheese from his pocket and squeezed it until the juice ran out. "What do you say to that?" he said.
The Brave Little Tailor - The giant loses at throwing, at carrying a tree, and at jumping over a cherry tree; his night attack fails, and the giants flee in terror. - Scene Illustration 2
The giant loses at throwing, at carrying a tree, and at jumping over a cherry tree; his night attack fails, and the giants flee in terror.
The giant had no answer. So he picked up another stone and threw it high into the sky, until it was out of sight. "Now you try," he said. The tailor laughed. "Your stone fell back to earth. Watch mine — it never comes back." He took the bird from his pocket and tossed it into the air. The bird spread its wings and flew away, free at last. "Well done, friend," said the giant. "Now show me what you can carry."
He led the tailor to a great oak tree that had been cut down. "Help me carry this tree out of the forest," said the giant. "With pleasure," said the tailor. "You take the trunk. I will take the branches — that is the harder part." So the giant lifted the trunk onto his shoulder, and the tailor climbed onto the branches and sat down. The giant could not see him. He carried the whole tree alone, with the tailor riding on top and whistling a merry tune.
After a while the giant was worn out. "I must put this tree down!" he gasped. The tailor jumped off quickly and hugged the tree with both arms, as if he had been carrying it all along. "You are so big," he said, "yet you cannot carry a tree." The giant said nothing.
They walked on and came to a cherry tree. The giant bent the top branches down and gave them to the tailor. "Eat some cherries," he said. But the tailor was not strong enough to hold the branches. Up they sprang, and the tailor flew into the air. He landed safe and sound. "So weak!" laughed the giant. "You cannot even hold a small branch." "I lack nothing," said the tailor. "I jumped over the tree, because hunters were shooting in the bushes. Now you jump it." The giant tried. He could not jump over the tree, and his legs got stuck in the branches. Once again, the tailor won.
The giant was angry, but he said, "You are a fine fellow. Come and spend the night at our den." The tailor agreed. In the den, other giants sat around the fire, eating whole roasted sheep. The giant showed the tailor a big bed. But the bed was far too large for him, so he crept into a corner to sleep.
At midnight, the giant rose quietly. He took a great iron bar and drove it through the bed with one mighty blow. He thought he had killed the little tailor. Early in the morning, the giants went into the forest. When they saw the tailor walking after them, alive and cheerful, they were scared out of their wits. They thought their end had come, and they ran away as fast as they could.
The Brave Little Tailor - Taken for a hero at the palace, the tailor is sent to destroy two giants; he drops stones on them until they fight each other to death. - Scene Illustration 3
Taken for a hero at the palace, the tailor is sent to destroy two giants; he drops stones on them until they fight each other to death.
The tailor walked on, following his nose, until he came to a king's palace. He was so tired that he lay down in the courtyard and fell asleep. People passed by and read his belt: SEVEN AT ONE STROKE. "What a mighty hero!" they whispered. "If war comes, this man will be useful." So they told the king.
The king sent a messenger to invite the tailor into his service. The tailor was glad. "That is just why I came," he said. So he was given a fine house and great honour. But the other soldiers hated him. "If we fight him, seven of us will fall at one stroke," they said. "We will not serve beside such a man." So they went to the king and asked to leave the army.
The king was sad to lose his soldiers. He wanted to send the tailor away, but he was afraid. What if the tailor killed all his people and took the throne? So he thought and thought, and at last he made a plan. He called the tailor and said, "In my forest live two fierce giants. They rob and burn and kill. No one dares go near them. If you can defeat them, you shall marry my only daughter and rule half my kingdom. A hundred horsemen will go with you."
The tailor smiled. "I need no horsemen," he said. "Two giants are nothing to a man who kills seven at one stroke." He went to the edge of the forest and said to the riders, "Wait here. The giants are my business." Then he slipped into the trees.
Soon he found the two giants sleeping under a big tree. Their snores shook the branches. The tailor filled his pockets with stones and climbed the tree. He sat on a branch above them and dropped stones, one after another, on the first giant's chest. At last the giant woke. "Why are you hitting me?" he asked his friend. "I am not touching you. You are dreaming," said the other. They went back to sleep. The tailor dropped stones on the second giant. They argued again, and again they went back to sleep.
Then the tailor threw a heavy stone hard at the first giant's chest. "That is too much!" the giant roared. He sprang up and struck his friend. The friend struck back. They fought like madmen, tearing up trees to use as weapons, until at last both fell dead. The tailor climbed down. He drew his sword and gave each giant a few cuts. Then he went back to the horsemen. "It is done," he said. "I have killed both giants. It was hard work, but they met a man who kills seven at one stroke." The horsemen rode in to look. There lay the two giants, dead, with torn-up trees all around.
The Brave Little Tailor - The King breaks his word and sends the tailor after a unicorn and a wild boar; the tailor tricks both, and the King must keep his promise. - Scene Illustration 4
The King breaks his word and sends the tailor after a unicorn and a wild boar; the tailor tricks both, and the King must keep his promise.
Now the tailor went to the king and asked for his reward. But the king did not want to keep his promise. "Before you marry my daughter," he said, "you must catch a unicorn. It is tearing up the forest."
"One unicorn frightens me less than two giants," said the tailor. He took a rope and an axe and went into the forest. The unicorn saw him and charged, horn first. The tailor stood still until the beast was close. Then he slipped behind a tree. The unicorn struck the tree with all its might, and its horn sank deep into the trunk. It could not pull it out. "Now I have you," said the tailor, and he tied the rope around its neck and led it to the king.
Still the king would not keep his word. "One more task," he said. "There is a wild boar in the forest. It has ruined the crops. Catch it before the wedding." The huntsmen were to go with him. "That is child's play," said the tailor. But he left the huntsmen at the edge of the forest, and they were happy to stay behind. The boar had chased them many times before.
The boar saw the tailor and charged at him, foaming and showing its sharp tusks. The nimble tailor darted into a small chapel nearby and jumped out through a window. The boar rushed in after him. Quick as a flash, the tailor ran back and slammed the door. The fat, heavy boar could not get out through the window. It was a prisoner. The tailor called the huntsmen to see the trapped beast.
Then he went to the king. The king had no choice. Whether he liked it or not, he gave the tailor his daughter and half the kingdom. If he had known that the great hero was only a little tailor, he would have been even more unhappy. The wedding was grand, but there was little joy in it. And so a tailor became a king.
The Brave Little Tailor - The queen learns her husband's secret and plans to kidnap him, but his "sleep talk" frightens the guards away, and he keeps his throne. - Scene Illustration 5
The queen learns her husband's secret and plans to kidnap him, but his "sleep talk" frightens the guards away, and he keeps his throne.
One night the young queen heard her husband talking in his sleep. "Boy! Make me that waistcoat and patch those breeches, or I will lay my yard stick across your shoulders!" Then she knew that her husband was only a tailor. In the morning she ran to her father. "Send him away!" she begged. The king said, "Tonight leave your door open. My guards will come in while he sleeps, tie him up, and carry him off in a ship to a far country." But the king's water carrier heard the whole plan and told the tailor.
At night the tailor lay in bed as if he were asleep. The queen opened the door and lay down again. Then the tailor spoke out clearly, as if in his sleep: "Boy! Make me that waistcoat and patch those breeches, or I will lay my yard stick across your shoulders! I have killed seven at one stroke, slain two giants, caught a unicorn, and trapped a wild boar. Am I to be afraid of the men standing outside my door?" The guards outside heard every word. Fear seized them. They ran off as if wild hares were chasing them, and no one dared touch the tailor. And so the little tailor ruled as king for the rest of his days. His story reminds us: wit wins where muscle fails.

Vocabulary from "The Brave Little Tailor"

12 key words from this story with definitions and original context sentences for language learners.

sniffed(sniff)B2
/snɪft/v.

Smelled something quickly through the nose.

用鼻子闻;嗅。

The tailor sniffed every jar and picked a small one.

小裁缝挨个儿闻了闻,拣了一罐小的。

buzzed(buzz)B2
/bʌzd/v.

Made the low, humming sound of flies or bees.

(苍蝇、蜜蜂等)嗡嗡叫。

The flies buzzed and buzzed and would not go away.

苍蝇嗡嗡嗡地赶也赶不走。

buckled(buckle)B2
/ˈbʌkld/v.

Fastened something with a buckle.

扣上(皮带等的)搭扣。

He buckled his belt and set out into the wide world.

小裁缝把腰带一系,出门闯世界去了。

squeezed(squeeze)B2
/skwiːzd/v.

Pressed something hard from both sides.

用力挤压;捏。

He took a stone and squeezed it so hard that water dripped out.

他捡起一块石头,用力一捏,石头里竟渗出水来。

tossed(toss)B2
/tɒst/v.

Threw something lightly into the air.

轻轻抛起;扔。

He took the bird from his pocket and tossed it into the air.

他伸手从兜里掏出那只鸟,轻轻往空中一抛。

worn outB2
/ˌwɔːn ˈaʊt/phr.

Very tired from hard work.

筋疲力尽的。

After a while the giant was worn out.

巨人走了一阵,累得筋疲力尽。

gasped(gasp)B2
/ɡɑːspt/v.

Breathed in quickly and loudly, usually from tiredness or surprise.

(因疲惫或惊讶而)倒吸气;喘着气说。

"I must put this tree down!" he gasped.

“不行了,我得放下!”他喘着气说。

denB2
/den/n.

The hidden home of a wild animal, like a cave.

兽穴;窝。

Come and spend the night at our den.

跟我回窝里住一夜吧。

crept(creep)B2
/krept/v.

Moved slowly and quietly, trying not to be seen or heard.

蹑手蹑脚地走;悄悄移动。

But the bed was far too large for him, so he crept into a corner to sleep.

可那床太大了,小裁缝悄悄挪到墙角,蜷着身子睡了。

fierceB2
/fɪəs/adj.

Very angry and ready to attack.

凶猛的;凶狠的。

In my forest live two fierce giants.

王国的林子里住着两个凶猛的巨人。

darted(dart)C1
/ˈdɑːtɪd/v.

Moved suddenly and very quickly.

猛冲;飞奔。

The nimble tailor darted into a small chapel nearby and jumped out through a window.

小裁缝眼疾脚快,一头钻进路旁一座小教堂,从对面的窗子跳了出去。

seized(seize)C1
/siːzd/v.

Grabbed or took hold of something suddenly and firmly.

抓住;攫住。

Fear seized them.

恐惧攫住了他们的心。

Reading Together & Learning More

The Moral

No amount of strength can beat a mind that thinks. Wit wins where muscle fails.

Educational Value

Shows children that thinking comes before fighting: with confidence and cleverness, even the small can overcome the mighty.

Tips for Parents

While reading, ask your child whether the tailor ever won by strength, and which trick he used each time. Then talk about how we can use our heads when we meet someone or something much stronger than us.

Talk About It

  1. The tailor's belt says "seven at one stroke," but he only killed flies. He never lies — he just lets people misunderstand. Is that all right?
  2. The tailor never won by strength — not against the giants, the unicorn, or the boar. Which trick did he use each time?
  3. The king kept trying to get rid of the tailor. Why did he still give him the princess in the end?
  4. If you were the tailor, what would you write on your belt?
  5. The story says a clever mind beats a strong arm. Do you agree? Can you give an example from your own life?