The Right Hand of the King: An ISTJ Fairy Tale
This fairy tale honors the hard-working and dependable ISTJ. They are sometimes called The Duty Fulfillers.
ISTJ folks may not be flashy but they can be relied upon to get the job done. They are quiet, serious and even-tempered. Traditions and established ways of doing things are important to them. Generally they prefer a well ordered and organized life.
An ISTJ will work hard to accomplish any goal they set for themselves.
To learn more about ISTJ: http://www.truity.com/personality-type/ISTJ
Hänschen trudged up the hill to the castle gates. Knights on chargers thundered past. Rich merchants and burly farmers hurried to register for the king’s contest. They all wanted wanted to win and to become the new steward: the right hand of the king.
Hänschen, the carpenter, was a little man. He was not well-born like the knights, or as shrewd as the merchants, or as strong as the farmers–but he was determined to win. He had a young wife and a new baby at home. He worked harder than any man in the kingdom to keep his family happy and secure.
All through the town, people made merry in anticipation of tomorrow’s contest. Hänschen registered, then went to an inn for the night. He polished and carefully stored his tools. Ignoring the sounds of revelry from the pub below, he said his prayers and went to bed. In the morning, he stepped over the wine-soaked bodies of the revelers and made his way to the castle. The king came out and made an announcement.
“Above all,” the king said. “My new steward must be a man of integrity. He must prove himself to be strong in body and mind; but he must have a good heart and soul, as well. There will be three challenges and at the end, I will choose.”
The first challenge took place in a huge field. As the trumpets sounded, each man plunged his shovel into the earth, determined to dig the biggest, deepest hole. Unaccustomed to working in the hot sun, the merchants, and then the knights, gave up. The burly farmers, used to going home at sunset, put down their shovels next. But Hänschen, who worked all day in his carpentry shop, then helped his father in the fields late into the night, kept on working until the moon rose.
The next morning, everyone gathered in the king’s forest. The king challenged each man to quickly and safely bring down a tree. One clever, young inventor set up a complicated series of ropes and blades. He laughed at Hänschen, who stood gripping the old axe that his grandfather had given him. The axe was ancient, but with a handle made of strong oak and a sharp iron blade. With a fanfare of trumpets, the contest began. The young fellow’s invention worked ingeniously. The blades hacked at the wood, the ropes tugged and the tree quickly crashed down–right on top of the inventor, who had fatally miscalculated. Hänschen put down his axe, and knelt beside the poor fellow. He said a prayer and stayed by the man’s side until the priest arrived. The others all finished and stood about, boasting of their prowess. Hänschen went back to work. His tree landed exactly where he had intended, just as his grandfather had taught him.
For the final challenge, the king invited all the men to visit the castle to present a token and a compliment to the queen. The queen sat beside the king and the men lined up to meet her. The king listened as the knights presented jewels and other rich gifts. They complimented the queen’s beauty and grace. The merchants offered the finest wares from their shops. They complimented the queen’s lovely dress and fine manners. The farmers brought baskets of fruit and sheaves of grain from their orchards and fields. They stumbled over their compliments. Tongue-tied and awed by the fine ladies and gentlemen of the court, they faltered and fell silent.
Hänschen was the last in the line and he had nothing to give but a little wooden heart that he had carved as a toy for his child.
“What’s this,” the queen asked. She smiled and the little carpenter told the queen about his wife and baby. She talked to him about his family and then desired that her own little boy be brought in to be introduced. Hänschen chatted with the prince and showed him the tools that he carried on his belt. The young prince politely asked about each one and how to use it. When his mother finally called, he thanked the carpenter and shook his hand. Hänschen bowed to the king and queen and turned to leave.
“Carpenter,” said the king. “You have given the queen your token but you have forgotten to present your compliment.”
Hänschen bowed again to the queen, who sat with her son beside her. “Your Majesty,” he said. “I hope to raise my child to be as gracious and kind as your young prince. You are a jewel among mothers.”
The queen smiled and the king laughed. He stepped down from his throne and clapped Hänschen on the back. “I have found my new steward,” he declared. “This man has proven his strength of body and mind. He has shown compassion and good sense.”
Hänschen thanked the king and hurried home to his tell his wife of their good fortune. They moved to the castle and the carpenter became the true right hand of the king. He worked hard and was honoured as a sage man and a good steward all the rest of his days.