Reading Notes: Jatakas Part B

I found an elephant jataka also interesting. This elephant apparently acted the way he believed it had been taught.

  • In the beginning, he was a good elephant.
  • Then it hears some bad men talking about bad things they should do and believes that is what he should start doing.
  • He kills several men and concerns the King.
  • The King sends someone to check on him and they figure he must have heard some bad things.
  • They then send out some good men to chat near his stall about good things.
  • He hears the good things, and thus changes to be a good elephant.
  • We can really all be like this...
Elephant
Story Source: The Elephant Girly-face by Ellen C. Babbitt

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