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  • Essay / The Chest of Broken Glass - Original Writing - 364

    The Chest of Broken Glass - Original Writing John had been living alone since the death of his wife. He had worked hard as a tailor all his life, but misfortune had left him penniless, and now he was so old that he could no longer work for himself. His hands were shaking too much to thread a needle, and his vision was too blurry for him to make a straight stitch. He had three sons, but they were all grown and married now, and they were so busy with their own lives that they only had time to stop by for dinner with their father once a week. Little by little, the old man became weaker and weaker, and his sons came to see him less and less. "They don't want to be with me at all now," he said to himself, "because they're afraid I'll become a burden." He stayed up all night worrying about what was going to happen, until he finally thought of a plan. The next morning he went to his friend the carpenter and asked him to make a large chest. Then he went to his friend the locksmith and asked him to give him an old lock. Finally, he went to his friend the glassblower and asked him for all the old broken pieces of glass he had. The old man took the chest home, filled it to the top with broken glass, closed it tightly and placed it under his kitchen table. The next time his sons came to dinner, they stubbed their feet on it. “What’s in this chest?” » they asked, looking under the table. “Oh, nothing,” the old man replied, “just a few things I saved.” » His sons nudged him and were surprised to see how heavy he was. They kicked it and heard a noise inside. “It must be filled with all the gold he has saved over the years,” they whispered to each other. So they discussed it and realized that they had to keep the treasure. They decided to take turns living with them. the old man, and so they