He looks like a great singer. |
Things tend to happen in fairy tales in threes, so it is no surprise to me that the armadillo was laughed at by frogs, crickets, and canaries before he achieved his goal. Part of what I find sad in this story is that the armadillo doesn't understand the creatures who sing so beautifully. He admires their art so much, but he can't understand what they're saying. It is kind of a good thing because they were laughing at him, but that must have been frustrating for him. Here were three different creatures who were making beautiful music, but he was missing part of the meaning because he didn't know what the words meant.
I truly feel for the armadillo. He wanted to make music so badly he was willing to die for it. Then he wouldn't be able to know that he was making music or how it sounded. Putting aside his trust in the wizard, that is a desperate move to make. It makes we wonder about his life and how music came to dominate it so completely. In the end, I suppose the armadillo thought it was worth it because he did get to sing. I just hope the wizard was a good musician.
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