Short Story Mat Jenin
Short Story Mat Jenin
Short Story Mat Jenin
Mat Jenin was hired to bring down the fruits from the coconut tree - bring down coconuts. The
other alternative was to hire a trained monkey - a short tailed monkey called "Beruk". Anyway
Beruk lost out to Mat Jenin. Mat Jenin the skillful man won the contract.
So he climbed one and pick up the coconut meant for harvesting and threw them down one
by one. Then another tree. Then another tree. And another tree. Pretty soon there was quite
a big pile of coconuts. He looked at the pile and felt quite proud of himself.
There was a really nice breeze. Really pleasant. Ahhhhh really pleasant. You would just love
to lie down and sleep and perhaps dream the day off.
So here was our Mat Jenin. Up on top of a tall coconut tree with the breeze and all. He was
He could get quite a bit of money for this job. He had been thinking of improving himself. Now,
with this money he was going to get he could really start something - a small project but that
could be a start to bigger things. He could start with buying eggs. Chicken eggs. How about a
He would get to these eggs to hatch. He was sure he could learn how to do this as he had
been watching one old man doing just this at the edge of the village. Yes, he could.
Maybe not all would survive. Let's say eighty would. He could sell these when the chicks were
much bigger. He could. He had seen the chickens being sold at the bigger village market.
With that money from the sale of the chicken, he could buy a goat!! No, a pair of goats!!! One
male and the other female. Yes, he could use the plot where he had reared the chickens to
rear goats instead. A pair. It would not be long when the she-goat would get pregnant and...
there would be more goats!! And more goats. The grassland near the edge of the village
give much more milk than goats. More meat. More money.
Hhhhmmm he would need land for that many cows. Must buy land.
Let's start with the northern part of the village. The land would be much cheaper there. then
he could extend himself to the... the east! And next the west!!
Ahhhhhh he could walk around the village one fine day and when people asked him to whom
all the goats and the cows and the land belong to, he would spread his hands out proudly and
say, "They are all mine. They all belong to Mat Jenin who used to ne an odd-job man."
He spread his hands while he was at the top of a very tall coconut tree.
He fell.
There were no goats. There were no cows. Not even chickens or eggs. Only hard ground.
He died. Without the cows. Without the goats. Without the chickens. No egg either. His head
Now, that was not a good time to daydream. No, it was not.