Thousand of years ago, a man name Siddhartha Gautama was born in 563 B.C. in Nepal. Shortly after, his father met with a fortune teller who told him that Siddhartha would either be a king or a religious leader. Of course, his father wanted him to be king.
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Siddartha grew up in a life of luxury. His father said he should be protected, so the guards kept him from seeing any beggars or sick people on the streets. As a young man, Siddhartha had a wife and a son.
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Siddhartha was 29 when he went out of the palace with only his chariot driver. He saw a old man with a stick, a diseased man, a dead man with his family crying nearby, and a wandering holy man. This changed his life.
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Siddhartha joined a religious group called ascetics, people who practice self-denial. Soon, he was limiting himself to only one jujube fruit and grain of rice a day. One day, Siddhartha fainted.
Siddharhta meditated under a fig tree, called the Bodhi Tree, for 49 days. Mara, the god of death and desire, visited him, but Sidddhartha could not be tempted. He understood the cycle of birth, death, and rebirth, and finally, achieved enlightenment,
Instead of enjoying his own liberation, he chose to teach other people learn about what he had learned. For the next 45 years, Siddhartha taught other people his learnings. Finally, the Buddha died at the age 80.