Like all other stories, this one too begins with… once upon a time, there was a brave little tailor who, while sewing a colorful vest, heard the voice of an old merchant:

– Jam for sale! Good jam for sale!

– Yumm… come, you good old woman, join me in my workshop so I can taste a bit of your jam!
So the poor woman carried her loaded baskets up three flights of stairs, all the way to the tailor’s workshop, hoping she would sell her goods.

-I want to taste all of them! I’ll buy some, but not all. Or here’s what we can do – give me a pound of jam.

Then he took out a few slices of bread and spread one of them with jam.

– I won’t eat it before I finish this vest, thought the boy and set the slice before him, next to his needles and threads.

But it all smelled so delicious, that the little tailor could barely focus on his tasks. And lo and behold! A swarm of flies had gathered over the slice of bread.

– Hey, get away from here, nobody invited you! Come on, off you go, fly away! said the tailor, hitting seven of them with a piece of cloth.

– Well, well, well, aren’t I a brave little tailor! he said to himself.
So our llittle tailor started sewing a kind of belt, on which he stitched SEVEN IN ONE BLOW.

The more he thought about it, the prouder he became. That really was something special… seven in one blow! And so he set off, to try his luck in the wide world. He took the two slices of bread, some cheese and a little bird, to keep him company. As he was walking around, he reached the top of a mountain, where he saw a Giant.

– Hello, my good friend. I was wondering… aren’t you bored here, all by yourself, doing nothing all day? Come with me, let’s discover the world together!

– Me? With a Nobody such as yourself? No, thank you.

– What did you call me? A Nobody? You have no idea who I am! said the little tailor, unbuttoning his coat so he could show the Giant the message on the belt.
The Giant read the message, seven in one blow, but did not believe the boy.

– Tell me, you little tailor, can you squeeze a rock so hard, that water will come out of it?

– Well, that’s a piece of cake, he said the boy and took out the piece of cheese, squeezing it until buttermilk started running out of it. How about that? Do you believe me now?

The Giant couldn’t believe that such a tiny man was capable of such a great thing, so he put him to the test once more.

– Try throwing this rock so high, that it reaches the sky.

– What’s the use of throwing a rock, if it comes back? I’ll throw it so high, that it will never come back down!

The boy took out the little bird, flung it up in the sky and swwiiiiish off it went.

– Hmmm… Will you help me carry this big tree or is that too difficult for you?

– Of course. You take the trunk, as it’s lighter, and I’ll carry the twigs and the branches. They are heavier, after all.

And so they did. The Giant put the tree trunk on his shoulder and tthe boy took a little twig, so that the Giant couldn’t see him through the thick leaves.
The Giant could barely carry the heavy tree, while the little tailor was whistling a tune, happy and relaxed.

– I’m speechless, I must admit. You are… so brave and strong! Join me in the Giants’ cave, I want to introduce you to my cousins and to my brothers.

And so our little tailor found himself in a cave, surrounded by giants who were stuffing their big faces around a fire.

– You can sleep here, you must be really tired.

But the beds were so big, that the boy chose to creep into a corner of the bed and sleep there instead. Come midnight, the Giant tip-toed to the bed and smashed it into two.

– That should do it! Now he’s done for!

His joy was short-lived, as the little tailor got up the next morning, ready for new adventures. So freightened were the giants when they saw the tailor safe and sound, that they ran away, as fast as they could.

– Young man, news of your bravery has reached the king, who will meet you! said a solider sent to bring the tailor to the palace. The entire country speaks of nothing but you and your courage!

And off he went. The little tailor got to the palace and here’s what he found out: the army needed brave people, such as himself, capable of striking seven enemies in one blow. The king promised him he would give him half the kingdom and his daughter, if he managed to rid him of a unicorn who had been living in the forest for years, causing nothing but trouble.

– Well, that’s a piece of cake, your highness.

The moment he saw the tailor, the wicked unicorn ran towards him, ready to spear him at once. But the man was smarter and hid behind a tree, right as the animal was ready to strike, so the unicorn ended up piercing the tree trunk.

– Well, well, well, you’re mine now, little fellow, said the tailor, tying the unicorn up. Let’s take you to the palace!

Although he was happy the unicorn was gone, the king didn’t really want to keep his word and give the tailor his daughter, but he had no choice.

And so our brave little tailor became king.