A man wanted to become a monk so he went to the monastery and talked to the abbot (the head monk).
The abbot said, “You must take a vow of silence and can only say two words every three years.” The man agreed.
After the first three years, the abbot came to him and said, “What are your two words?”
“Food cold!” the man replied. The abbot made sure the meals are not cold.
Three more years went by and the abbot came to him and said, “What are your two words?”
“Robe dirty!” the man exclaimed. The abbot ordered his robe be washed.
Three more years went by and the abbot came to him and said, “What are your two words?” –
“Bed hard!”. The abbot made sure the mattress got re-stuffed.
Three more years went by and the abbot came to him and said, “What are your two words?” –
“I quit!” said the man.
“Well,” the abbot replied,
“I’m not surprised – you’ve done nothing but complain since you got here!”
A prince was put under a spell so that he could speak only one word each year.
If he didn’t speak for two years, the following year he could speak two words and so on.
One day, he fell in love with a beautiful lady.
He refrained from speaking for two whole years so he could call her “my darling.”
But then he wanted to tell her he loved her, so he waited three more years.
At the end of these five years, he wanted to ask her to marry him, so he waited another four years.
Finally, as the ninth year of silence ended, he led the lady to the most romantic place in the kingdom and said, “My darling, I love you! Will you marry me?”
