Prevod

A woman had a drunken husband, and, wishing to cure him of his affliction, she devised the following scheme. Watching for a time when he lay stupefied with drink and as insensible as a corpse, she lifted him onto her shoulders, carried him to a burial vault, laid him inside, and went away. When she thought he must be sobering up, she returned and knocked on the door of the vault. “Who is knocking at the door?” he asked. His wife replied, “I am the one who brings food to the dead.” “My good fellow,” he said, “bring me something to drink rather than something to eat. You distress me by mentioning food but not drink.” Beating her breast, she cried, “Alas, poor miserable woman that I am! All my cleverness has done no good. Husband, not only have you failed to learn your lesson, but you have grown worse than ever, now that your affliction has become a habit.” The fable shows that we must not persist in bad practices, for habit can take hold of a person even against his will.