See kogumik Aisopose valmidega, mille on ümber jutustanud menuautor Caroline Lawrence ja rikkalikult illustreerinud Hans Christian Anderseni auhinnaga pärjatud kunstnik Robert Ingpen, kuulub meile kõigile. Kunagi aga kuulusid need sõnad kõigest ühele orjale, mehele, kes elas 600 aastat enne Kristust. Need sõnad kirjutasid esmalt üles kreeklased, seejärel ka roomlased ning need levisid kõikjale üle tollal tuntud maailma. Iga väike valm selles raamatus kätkeb endas 2000 aasta jagu teadmisi ja tõdesid. Nende kaudu teame, et hiir on küll liiga nõrk, et seista vastu lõvile, kuid ometi liiga võimas, et köied teda takistaksid. Me saame teada, et põhjatuule ohjeldamatu tigedus ei suuda vastu panna sihikindla päikese leebele särale. Oma sisimas me teame, et lammas peab elust läbi minema lugematute ohtudega rinda pistes, et hunt peab ellujäämiseks kavaldama ja petma, ja et me ei mõista jumalate loogikat, kui me iseendile samasuguseid jumalikke standardeid ei sea. See on põlvkonnalt põlvkonnale austusega pärandatud raamat sellest, mida tähendab olla inimene.
Caroline Lawrence won a scholarship to Cambridge to read Classical Archaeology, then did a degree in Hebrew and Jewish studies at University College London. She now lives in London with her English husband and teaches Latin, Greek, Hebrew, Art and French to children.
Exclaiming and shouting and running through the house bursting through doors to tell these to my girlfriend. Humans have always been humans, that's nice in some ways and horrible in others
Generally an enjoyable collection of Aesop's fables, though some of the fables seemed to be quite abrupt and unfinished. I'm not sure if that's how they were originally written, and the book left me wondering whethere there was more to the original story. Frankly, one thing I enjoyed the most was the story of Aesop itself, though it was interspersed throughout the book with all the various fables. Obviously that was not part of Aesops' original fables. Anyways, a fun collection that many kids would likely enjoy.
Feb 2025, so much focus on the immutability of the character's current status. Perhaps a self-soothing narrative for ancient enslaved people? They say it’s the hope that kills you in the end. These stories grate against our ideal of social mobility however.