๐ŸŒฑ The Strange Tiger Who Only Ate Greens

๋‚˜๋ฌผ๋งŒ ๋œฏ๋Š” ๋ณ„๋‚œ ํ˜ธ๋ž‘์ด ์ด์•ผ๊ธฐ

Once upon a time, deep, deep in the heart of the mountains,
lived a most unusual tiger.
He was huge, with flashing eyes that could strike fear into anyoneโ€”
the very image of a king of the forest.
And yetโ€ฆ he never touched meat.
Instead, he happily munched on nothing but greens!

์˜›๋‚  ์˜›์ , ๊นŠ๊ณ  ๊นŠ์€ ์‚ฐ๊ณจ์งœ๊ธฐ์— ์ฐธ ํŠน์ดํ•œ ํ˜ธ๋ž‘์ด๊ฐ€ ์‚ด๊ณ  ์žˆ์—ˆ์–ด์š”.
๋ฉ์น˜๋Š” ํฌ๊ณ  ๋ˆˆ๋น›์€ ๋ฒˆ์ฉ๋ฒˆ์ฉโ€”๋”ฑ ๋ด๋„ ์‚ฐ์˜ ์ œ์™• ๊ฐ™์€๋ฐโ€ฆ ์ด์ƒํ•˜๊ฒŒ๋„ ์ด ํ˜ธ๋ž‘์ด๋Š” ๊ณ ๊ธฐ๋Š” ์ณ๋‹ค๋„ ์•ˆ ๋ณด๊ณ  ํ’€๋–ผ๊ธฐ๋งŒ ๋ƒ ๋ƒ  ๋จน๋Š”๋‹ต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค!

Bitter spring cabbage, fragrant water parsley, sweet gomchwi leavesโ€ฆ
โ€œThis is basically fit for a kingโ€™s royal feast!โ€ heโ€™d say, smacking his lips.

์Œ‰์Œ€ํ•œ ๋ด„๋™, ํ–ฅ๊ธ‹ํ•œ ๋ฏธ๋‚˜๋ฆฌ, ๋‹ฌ์ฝคํ•œ ๊ณฐ์ทจโ€ฆ
โ€œ์ด๊ฑด ๊ฑฐ์˜ ์ž„๊ธˆ๋‹˜ ์ˆ˜๋ผ์ƒ์ด๋ผ๋‹ˆ๊นŒ!โ€ ํ•˜๋ฉฐ ์ฉ์ฉ.

Other tigers could only gawk and shake their heads.
“Tsk, tsk. A tiger who eats plants?
Whatโ€™s the point of all those sharp teeth and claws?โ€

๋‹ค๋ฅธ ํ˜ธ๋ž‘์ด๋“ค์€ ์–ด์ด์—†์–ด ํ˜€๋ฅผ ์ฐจ๋ฉฐ ๋งํ–ˆ์ฃ .
โ€œ์ฏง์ฏง, ํ˜ธ๋ž‘์ด ์ฃผ์ œ์— ํ’€์„ ๋œฏ๋‹ค๋‹ˆ.
๊ทธ ๋‚ ์นด๋กœ์šด ์ด๋นจ์ด๋ž‘ ๋ฐœํ†ฑ์€ ์žฅ์‹์ด๋ƒ?โ€

But the vegetarian tiger would just smile and reply,
โ€œOh, you donโ€™t know what youโ€™re missing!
These greens are nutty and crunchyโ€”absolutely delicious.
They keep the body healthy and the heart calm. What could be better?โ€

โ€œ์•„๋‹ˆ, ์ด ๋ง›์žˆ๋Š” ๋‚˜๋ฌผ์„ ์™œ ๋ชฐ๋ผ?
๊ณ ์†Œํ•˜๊ณ  ์•„์‚ญํ•œ ๊ฒŒ ์•„์ฃผ ๊ฟ€๋ง›์ด๋ผ๋‹ˆ๊นŒ.
๋ชธ๋„ ์ข‹์•„์ง€๊ณ  ๋งˆ์Œ๋„ ํŽธ์•ˆํ•ด์ ธ. ์ด๋ณด๋‹ค ์ข‹์€ ๊ฒŒ ์–ด๋”จ์–ด!โ€
ํ˜ธ๋ž‘์ด๊ฐ€ ๋งํ–ˆ์–ด์š”.

Then one morning, while gazing at his reflection in the spring,
he was startled.
Something was stuck between his teeth!

์–ด๋А ๋‚  ์•„์นจ, ์ƒ˜๋ฌผ์— ์–ผ๊ตด์„ ๋น„์ถฐ๋ณด๋‹ค๊ฐ€ ๊นœ์ง ๋†€๋ž์–ด์š”.
์ž… ์‚ฌ์ด์— ๋ญ”๊ฐ€ ๋ผ์–ด ์žˆ์—ˆ๊ฑฐ๋“ ์š”.

A stubborn stalk of wild greens was lodged right between his giant fangs.
No matter how he wriggled his tongue or wrinkled his nose, it wouldnโ€™t budge.
At last, he gently reached in with a claw and pulled it out.

๋ฐ”๋กœ ์–ต์„ผ ๋‚˜๋ฌผ ์ค„๊ธฐ ํ•˜๋‚˜๊ฐ€ ์†ก๊ณณ๋‹ˆ์— ๋”ฑ ๊ฑธ๋ ค ์žˆ์—ˆ๋˜ ๊ฑฐ์˜ˆ์š”!
ํ˜€๋กœ ๋ฐ€์–ด๋‚ด๋„, ์ฝ”๋ฅผ ์”ฐ๋ฃฉ์—ฌ๋„ ์•ˆ ๋น ์ง€๊ณ โ€ฆ
๊ฒฐ๊ตญ ์•ž๋ฐœ๋กœ ์‚ด์ง, ์กฐ์‹ฌ์กฐ์‹ฌ ๋นผ๋ƒˆ์ฃ .

Holding up the tiny green strand, the tiger burst into a radiant smile.
โ€œThere you are! I found you, my precious little thing~!โ€

๊ทธ ๋‚˜๋ฌผ ์กฐ๊ฐ ํ•˜๋‚˜๋ฅผ ๊บผ๋‚ด๋ฉฐ ํ™˜ํ•˜๊ฒŒ ์›ƒ๋Š” ํ˜ธ๋ž‘์ดโ€”
“์ฐพ์•˜๋‹ค! ๋“œ๋””์–ด ๋‚˜์™”๋‹ค! ์ด ๊ท€ํ•œ ๋…€์„์ด~โ€

He was so thrilled, he wiggled his rump and wagged his tail like a happy pup.

๊ธฐ๋ป์„œ ์—‰๋ฉ์ด๋ฅผ ์‹ค๋ฃฉ, ๊ผฌ๋ฆฌ๊นŒ์ง€ ์‚ด๋ž‘์‚ด๋ž‘ ํ”๋“œ๋Š” ๋ชจ์Šต์€ ๋งˆ์น˜ ๊ฐ•์•„์ง€ ๊ฐ™์•˜๋‹ค๋„ค์š”.

And so, the tiger continues to live peacefully in the sun-drenched forest,
munching on his beloved greens.

๊ทธ๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ํ˜ธ๋ž‘์ด๋Š” ์˜ค๋Š˜๋„ ๋‚˜๋ฌผ์„ ๋ƒ ๋ƒ , ํ–‡์‚ด ๊ฐ€๋“ํ•œ ์‚ฐ์†์—์„œ ํ‰ํ™”๋กญ๊ฒŒ ์‚ด๊ณ  ์žˆ์–ด์š”.

No matter what anyone says, he always declares:
โ€œGreens are my treasure. Let people say what they wantโ€”
as long as Iโ€™m full and happy, thatโ€™s all that matters!โ€

๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ๋ˆ„๊ฐ€ ๋ญ๋ž˜๋„ ๋Š˜ ์ด๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ๋งํ•˜์ฃ .
โ€œ๋‚˜๋ฌผ์€ ๋‚ด ๋ณด๋ฌผ์ด์•ผ. ๋‚จ๋“ค์ด ๋ญ๋ผ๋“ , ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ๋ฐฐ๋ถ€๋ฅด๊ณ  ํ–‰๋ณตํ•˜๋ฉด ๊ทธ๋งŒ์ด์ง€!โ€

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