The Tailor in Heaven

Introduction

Why retell "The Tailor in Heaven" as a fable? A fable is a story with a lesson tucked inside, like a small mirror held up to our everyday habits. This tale needs only a few strokes to work its magic: one nimble tailor, one golden throne, and one angry throw. In the Chinese tradition of storytelling, we love such small tales with sharp lessons, the kind that end with a proverb a child can carry home. Here the lesson rings like two old sayings at once: "curiosity killed the cat," and "a small gain grabbed on the sly costs more than it is worth." The tailor sneaks into heaven for a little comfort; he peeks at the world from the Master's throne; and he hurls the golden footstool at a woman he does not even know. Step by step, he crosses one line after another, until heaven itself has no room for him. The Grimms told this tale as a homely folk joke, which folklorists number ATU 800, full of everyday touches: Saint Peter melting with pity, the Master going out for a stroll, a pair of blistered feet. In our retelling, the religious color is softened, so the worldly lesson stands out clearly: whoever crosses the line must pay the price. When you read with your child, pause at the end and ask one question: what if the tailor had only looked, and never touched? The answer to that question is the whole story.

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The Tailor in Heaven - One day the Master of heaven goes out walking, leaving Saint Peter alone to guard the gate, until a tailor comes knocking. - Scene Illustration 1
One day the Master of heaven goes out walking, leaving Saint Peter alone to guard the gate, until a tailor comes knocking.
Long ago, above the clouds, there was a bright and peaceful place called heaven. A kind Master lived there with his angels and his saints. One day the Master said to Saint Peter, "I am going out to walk in my garden. Stay here and guard the gate. While I am away, let no one come in." Then he went off, and all the angels and saints went with him.
Saint Peter sat down by the gate and kept watch. Before long, someone knocked. "Who is there?" Peter called out. "It is only a poor honest tailor," said a soft voice. "Please be kind and let me in." Peter shook his head. "Honest? Your fingers are quick, and you like to snip bits of cloth from other people's coats. That is not honest. The Master said no one may enter. Go away."
The Tailor in Heaven - The tailor begs so hard that Saint Peter softens and lets him in, hiding him behind the door. - Scene Illustration 2
The tailor begs so hard that Saint Peter softens and lets him in, hiding him behind the door.
The tailor did not give up. "Have pity on me!" he cried. "The little scraps that fall off the table by themselves are not stealing. And look at my legs — I am lame, and my feet are full of blisters. I cannot walk all the way back. Let me in, and I will do every hard job in this place. I will carry the little children, wash their clothes, wipe the benches, and mend every torn coat."
Saint Peter felt sorry for the poor man. He opened the gate just a little, and the thin tailor squeezed through. "Sit in the corner behind the door," Peter said. "Stay very quiet. If the Master sees you, he will be angry."
The Tailor in Heaven - While Peter is away, curiosity drives the tailor to wander all over heaven, and to sit on the golden throne. - Scene Illustration 3
While Peter is away, curiosity drives the tailor to wander all over heaven, and to sit on the golden throne.
For a few days, the tailor did as he was told. Then one morning, Saint Peter had to step outside. The tailor could not sit still. Curiosity pulled at him like a cat scratching at a door. He got up and walked all around heaven. He looked into every corner and every room. At last he came to a hall full of beautiful chairs. In the middle stood a golden throne, shining with jewels. It was taller than all the rest, and a golden footstool sat before it.
This was the Master's own chair. From it, he could see everything that happened on earth. The tailor stared at the throne, and his heart beat fast. "Just one little look," he whispered to himself. Then he climbed up and sat down.
The Tailor in Heaven - From the throne the tailor sees the world below, and when he spots a woman stealing veils, he hurls the golden footstool at her, a deed he cannot undo. - Scene Illustration 4
From the throne the tailor sees the world below, and when he spots a woman stealing veils, he hurls the golden footstool at her, a deed he cannot undo.
At once, the whole world lay below him like a picture. By a stream, an old woman was washing clothes. Quietly, she hid two fine veils for herself. The tailor's face turned red with anger. "Thief!" he shouted, and he grabbed the golden footstool and hurled it down at her. The stool fell and fell, and then it was gone. He could never get it back. He slipped off the throne, hurried to his corner, and tried to look as if nothing had happened.
The Tailor in Heaven - The Master returns, finds his footstool missing, hears the tailor's tale, and banishes him from heaven. - Scene Illustration 5
The Master returns, finds his footstool missing, hears the tailor's tale, and banishes him from heaven.
When the Master came home, he did not look behind the door. But when he sat on his throne, he saw that the footstool was missing. "Peter," he asked, "where is my golden footstool?" Peter did not know. "Did you let anyone in?" "Only the lame tailor," Peter said. "He is still sitting behind the door." So the Master called the tailor forward. "Tell me," he said, "where is my footstool?"
"Oh, Master," said the tailor with a smile. "I threw it at an old woman. I saw her steal two veils by the stream, so I punished her myself." The Master shook his head. "You are quick to punish others, my little tailor. But if I punished as quickly as you, every chair, bench, and stool in heaven would be gone by now. And look at yourself: you crept into heaven, you sat on my throne, you peeked at the earth, and you threw away my stool. Who should punish you?"
The tailor had no answer. Peter led him out of the gate, and the tailor walked away with a stick in his hand and blisters on his feet. He went to the place called "Wait-a-bit," where the good soldiers sit and laugh. From that day on, he never forgot one thing: keep your eyes and your hands where they belong. Curiosity that crosses the line always brings trouble.

Vocabulary from "The Tailor in Heaven"

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

snipB1
/snɪp/v.

To cut something with small quick cuts.

剪;用剪刀咔嚓咔嚓地剪下小块。

Your fingers are quick, and you like to snip bits of cloth from other people's coats.

你惯会剪人家衣料上的零头布。

blisters(blister)B2
/ˈblɪstəz/n.

Sore little bubbles of skin caused by rubbing or burning.

水泡;走路磨出的泡。

And look at my legs — I am lame, and my feet are full of blisters.

您看我这双腿,是个瘸子,走到这儿,脚上全是血泡。

lameB2
/leɪm/adj.

Not able to walk easily because of a hurt leg.

瘸的;跛的,腿脚不便。

And look at my legs — I am lame, and my feet are full of blisters.

您看我这双腿,是个瘸子,走到这儿,脚上全是血泡。

squeezed(squeeze)B1
/skwiːzd/v.

Pushed yourself through a narrow space.

挤过;侧身穿过狭窄的地方。

He opened the gate just a little, and the thin tailor squeezed through.

圣彼得心一软,把门开了一条缝,恰好够那瘦裁缝侧身挤进。

pityB1
/ˈpɪti/n.

A kind feeling of sadness for someone else's trouble.

怜悯;同情心。

"Have pity on me!" he cried.

他苦苦哀求:“行行好吧!”

curiosityB2
/ˌkjʊəriˈɒsəti/n.

A strong wish to find out about something.

好奇心;想弄个明白的心思。

Curiosity pulled at him like a cat scratching at a door.

他坐不住了,好奇心像猫爪挠心,痒得难受。

throneB2
/θrəʊn/n.

The special chair where a king or master sits.

宝座;王座。

In the middle stood a golden throne, shining with jewels.

正当中是一把纯金的宝座,镶满闪亮的宝石。

jewels(jewel)B1
/ˈdʒuːəlz/n.

Valuable shiny stones such as diamonds and rubies.

宝石;珠宝。

In the middle stood a golden throne, shining with jewels.

正当中是一把纯金的宝座,镶满闪亮的宝石。

footstoolB2
/ˈfʊtstuːl/n.

A low stool used for resting your feet on.

脚凳;垫脚的小凳。

It was taller than all the rest, and a golden footstool sat before it.

它比旁的椅子高出许多,前面还放着一只金脚凳。

hurled(hurl)C1
/hɜːld/v.

Threw something with great force.

猛掷;用力砸出去。

"Thief!" he shouted, and he grabbed the golden footstool and hurled it down at her.

裁缝登时火冒三丈,抓起那只金脚凳,朝地上那“贼”狠狠砸了下去。

veils(veil)B2
/veɪlz/n.

Thin pieces of cloth worn over the head or face.

头巾;面纱。

Quietly, she hid two fine veils for herself.

他瞧见溪边一个老妇人正洗衣裳,偷偷把两块头巾掖进了自己的怀里。

tornB1
/tɔːn/adj.

Ripped or broken with a hole in it.

破了的;撕坏的,带破洞的。

I will carry the little children, wash their clothes, wipe the benches, and mend every torn coat.

给孩子们抱抱,替他们洗衣裳、擦板凳,破了洞的衣裳,我一针一线补好。

Reading Together & Learning More

The Moral

Do not peek at what is not yours to see, and do not touch what is not yours to take. Curiosity that crosses the line, and small gains grabbed on the sly, always come with a price.

Educational Value

Through the lesson "cross the line, pay the price," children learn to keep their curiosity and their hands in check, no peeking at hidden secrets and no grabbing small gains, and to ask questions before judging a fault.

Tips for Parents

Before you read on, let your child guess what the tailor sees from the throne. Afterward, ask: is sneaking into heaven and sitting on the throne the same kind of fault as stealing the veils? Then talk with your child about where curiosity should stop.

Talk About It

  1. The tailor sneaks into heaven and then sits on the Master's throne. Did he go wrong one step at a time, or was his very first step already a mistake?
  2. When the tailor sees the old woman steal the veils, he throws the golden footstool at her. What would you have done if you were him, and why?
  3. Saint Peter let the tailor in because his heart softened. Was that kindness a help, or did it cause harm?
  4. People say, "Curiosity killed the cat." Does that saying fit the tailor? Is curiosity a good thing or a bad thing?
  5. The Master says, "If I punished as quickly as you, every chair and stool in heaven would be gone by now." What is he trying to tell us?