`\text{My name is An.}`

`\text{My favorite story is Tam Cam.}`

Once upon a time, in a far away village in Vietnam, there was  a widower who lived with his beautiful, beloved daughter. Her name was Tấm, which means ‘broken rice’. Because her father was worried that nobody would take care of Tấm, he remarried to a woman who later gave birth to a little girl, who was as dark as rice bran, that they named Cám (rice bran). The stepmother was so jealous of Tấm’s beauty that, after her father passed away, she started to abuse her and forced her to do all of the housework.

One day, the mother sent Tấm and Cám to go fishing, and promised a reward the one who caught most fish with a new “áo yếm” (a traditional Vietnamese bodice worn underneath a blouse or an overcoat). While Tấm was working hard to catch a basket full of fish, Cám only wanted to play around, and spend her time picking up wild flowers. When they were about to go home, Cám told Tấm to wash the mud out of her hair so the mother would not scold her. Tấm innocently followed her stepsister’s advice and went to the pond to wash her hair. After Tấm had gone, Cám poured all the fish from Tấm’s basket into hers and ran home.

When Tấm came back and discovered that she had been tricked by Cám, she started sobbing uncontrollably, until Bụt (Buddha) appeared and comforted her. He told her to look into her basket and find a remaining little carp, that she should  bring to the well in her house’s backyard, and feed it while singing this magical poem:

“Oh my dear little carp!

Come and eat the golden rice, silver rice of mine

Not to eat the stale rice, old porridge of the other’s”

Tấm carefully followed Bụt’s instructions. Everyday, after her meal, she would come to the well, sing the poem until the carp came up from the water and feed it with cooked rice. As the fish grew bigger, Tấm’s stepmother and Cám started to suspect her behavior. They eavesdropped on her singing and learned the poem. Then, one day, the stepmother asked Tấm to feed the buffalo in a further field; then she and her daughter went to the well, sang the magic song and caught and ate the poor little carp!

When Tấm discovered her carp was dead, she burst into tears. Buddha appeared again and told her to put the carp’s bones into four separate jars and bury them under the four corners of her bed.

A short while later, the King proclaimed a big nationwide festival to look for a wife, and every unmarried woman was eligible. The stepmother and Cám made many new beautiful dresses and dressed up for the festival with the hope that they could capture the King’s attention and become the Queen. When Tấm asked for permission to join the Festival, her stepmother ordered Tấm to sort out one big basket of mixed green beans and black beans into two separate baskets before she could go. Tấm knew that she could never finish the job in time, and she cried. Then Buddha appeared again, and sent hundreds of birds to help her. In a few minutes, the beans were sorted out in black and green! Although the job was done, Tấm was still sad because she had nothing to wear to the festival. Buddha told her to dig up her four jars. Surprisingly, Tấm found a beautiful blue and silver gown in the first jar, and a pair of golden embroidered slippers, a saddle and a horse in the others! She showed her gratefulness to Buddha and went to the Festival. On the way to the Festival, Tấm was in such a hurry that she dropped one of her slippers in the stream. One of the King’s servants caught it and showed him the golden slipper. The King was amazed by the beauty of the slipper because he had never seen such a work of art before. He sent his word that the one whose feet would fit in this shoe would become the new Queen. A great number of women from all over the country came to try on the slipper However, no one could fit into that small little shoe. Finally, Tấm tried it on and it fit perfectly -not to mention she also had the other slipper with the same wonderful craftsmanship. The King immediately announced her to be his Queen and took her to the Palace, under her stepmother’s and sister’s jealous gaze.

After moving into the Palace, Tấm lived happily and grew to love the King, but she never forgot her family. On Tấm’s father’s death anniversary, she went home to prepare the offering for her father’s altar. The stepmother asked Tấm to climb the areca tree to pick some fruit and when she was high on the tree, her wicked mother chopped it down. Tam fell to the pond and died. By tradition, Tấm’s sister, Cám, would marry the King in her place. Tấm’s pure and innocent soul turned into a beautiful nightingale and flew to the Palace. Recognizing the spirit of his beloved late wife through the beautiful songs it sang, the King loved the bird very much. He put the nightingale in a golden cage, played with it and listened to it all day, totally forgetting about Cám. Cám was very jealous and angry. On her mother’s advice, she waited until the King was out and she killed the bird; then she burned and buried the bird’s feathers far away from the Palace.

From the feathers grew a big magnificent “thị”  tree that had only one golden fruit with a very sweet, pleasant smell. One day, a poor old woman walked by, and, unable to resist the aromatic smell, she sat below the tree and sang:

“Dear golden fruit,

Drop down to my bag,

I would only enjoy your smell,

I would never eat you”

The fruit fell into her bag. She kept the fruit on her bed and only smelled it as she promised.

Since she brought the fruit home, every day after coming home from her errands, her house was perfectly tidy and hot meals were prepared for her. The miracle was  happening continuously for a while until one day, in order to discover the secret, the old woman pretended to go out but came back early, hiding herself behind the door. She found that a very beautiful lady walked out from the golden fruit and started cleaning the house. She ran in and tore up the fruit so the lady had to stay as her adoptive daughter.

One day, when the King got lost while hunting, he stopped by the hut. The old woman offered him an areca nut, wrapped in betel leaves (a traditional snack of ancient Vietnamese) and the King was surprised by the way the betel was skillfully rolled. He wanted to see who prepared the betel. Tấm came out and the King immediately realized that the girl was his late wife. He was overjoyed and took her back to the Palace.

Wondering why Tấm had been loved by the King so much, Cám came to ask her how to have skin as fair as hers. Tấm told Cám to take a bath in boiling water, which she  gleefully did, and died a painful death in the hot water. The stepmother cried a lot until she was blind and died not long after that. Tấm became Queen again and lived happily with the King.

I think Tam is poor because she is abuse by Cam and the mother.

Hi my name is PTHieu.I'm in class 7A9 Mai dich primary school.Today, I will tell you about the story "Tam and Cam".Once upon a time, there were two sisters with the same father, her mother's name is Tam and her name is Cam. Tam's mother died early, after a few years, his father passed away, and his mother lived with his stepmother, Cam's mother. This step-mother was very cruel and forced Tam to do all the hard work from housework to grazing the buffaloes. Whereas Cam is pampered not to do anything. One day she gave each of her sisters a basket and told her to scoop up, and promised, "Everybody who catches a full basket will reward a red bib". Going to the field, Tam worked hard to catch a basket, and Cam was busy playing so he could not catch anything.

Seeing that Tam caught a full basket, Cam told her: - Mrs. Tam, Mrs. Tam! Her head is dotted, she sucked for a deep, lest she scold her. Believing it to be true, Tam went down to the pond to swim deep. Thank you for the opportunity to empty Tam's cloves into his basket and then his foursome toes. When Tam stepped up with only the basket left, she sat down to cry with a hu hu face. Upon hearing the crying of Tam, Buddha immediately asked:

- How do you cry?

The sheet tells the situation for the Buddha, the Buddha said: - Stop it! Try looking at the basket to see if there is anything else? Tam looked at the basket and said: - Only one goby. - I brought that goby back to the well to raise. Each meal, worth eating three bowls, I ate two and brought them down to a ball. Every time you feed, remember to call it like this: Bang bang bang bang Come and eat our gold and silver rice Do not eat steamed rice porridge flower house. If you don't call it that way, it won't come up, remember! After saying, the Buddha disappeared. Plate according to the Buddha drop the drop into the well. And from that day onwards, every meal, Tam saved rice, hiding it and giving it to the goby. Every time he hears his call, he puffs up on the water and gathers the grains of broken rice. People and fish are getting used to each other, and the goby grows bigger and bigger.

Seeing the plate after each meal often bring rice to the well, her aunt suspected stepchildren, went to tell Cam to stalk. Lurking in the bushes on the banks of the well, I heard the call of the plate, went to recite and then told my mother about it. That evening, the stepmother answered and asked her in a sweet voice: - My dear child! The village has begun to ban copper. Mai herd to herd buffalo, must graze far away, do not graze the field, the village took the buffalo. Tam obeyed, took the buffalo far away to eat the next morning. At home, Cam and his mother brought rice bowls to the well and called them to eat like Tam called. Hearing the call, gobbling up the water. Cam's mother is ready, catch the ball and bring it home for meat. In the afternoon, he took the buffalo back, after he finished eating, he brought the rice bowl to save the well, he called but he did not feel like rising up as usual. Plate called forever, called forever, only to see the blood clot floating on the water. Knowing that there was no good for the body, he burst into tears. Then the Buddha came up and asked: - Why do you cry? Plate told the situation for the Buddha, the Buddha said:

My goblin has eaten meat. Please stop it! Then he picked up his bones and collected four jars, and buried them under the four legs of the bed. Plates returned according to the Buddha's search for his bones, but he always searched the corner of the yard and found nowhere. A chicken saw that, telling Tam: - My office is acting bad! Let me hold on to the rice, I bony the bone! Loading plate holding throwable chicken. Chicken ran to the kitchen for a while and saw the bones immediately. Then he picked it up and put it in the jar and buried it at the foot of the bed as the words suggested. Shortly after the king celebrated for several days and nights. Old and young girls and villagers all went to see it, on the roads, their clothes were tangled up in water like water. Cam and her mother also bought beautiful clothes to go to the festival. Seeing that she also wanted to go, she long-term auntie, then she took a bowl of rice mixed with a match of rice, telling Tam: - When picking separate rice and paddy out two matches, then the new Assembly. Saying that, both mother and daughter dressed up on the road. The body panel burst into tears. Then the Buddha came up and asked:

- How do you cry? Pointing to the basket, sir: - My aunt forced me to pick up grain and paddy, rice to rice, before going to see the guild, when the assembly was finished the guild was already gone. The Buddha said: - Don't stop crying. You bring a basket and set it in the middle of the yard, so I will send a sparrow to help you. - But if a sparrow eats it, then it will keep getting hit. - I kept telling them this: Pick up (sparrow) and pick it up for me If I lose any seeds, I'll beat them to death Then they won't eat yours.

The Buddha had just finished his words, and there were no sparrows landing on the yard to pick up the paddy to one side and the rice to the other. They whirled around in a while, were done, without a single nut. But when the sparrow flew away, Tam sobbed and cried again. The Buddha said: - Why do you cry? - I am too ragged, people do not let me see the Assembly. - You should dig the vial of bones that were buried the day before, there will be everything for you to celebrate.

Plate obey, go dig the jar up. Digging the first jar pulled out a tangle of three, a silk dress, a silk bib and a noisy towel. Dig the second jar to get a pair of embroidery comedy. Digging the third jar, I saw a small horse, but when I just put the horse on the ground, suddenly it neighed and turned into a real horse. Digging to the last vial, taking out a lovely harness. 

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