The Cat and The Fox
The Cat and The Fox
"I have a whole bag of tricks," he said, "which contains a hundred ways of escaping my enemies." "I have only one," said the cat; "but I can generally manage with that." Just at that moment they heard the cry of a pack of hounds coming towards them, and the cat immediately scampered up a tree and hid herself in the boughs. "This is my plan," said the cat. "What are you going to do?" The fox thought first of one way and started to scamper off. But then another, even better trick popped into his head and he started in the other direction. Then the fox stopped. Another trick had come to him but he wasn't quite sure if it was better than the second one he'd had. While he was debating the hounds came nearer and nearer.
At last, the fox in his confusion as to which plan was best was caught by the hou end to all of his clever plans.
tteis ber Don't forget -- a little common sense than many sneaky tricks!
A lion lay asleep in the forest, his great head resting on his paws. A timid little mouse came upon him unexpectedly, and in her fright and haste to get away, ran across the lion's nose. Woken from his nap, the lion laid his huge paw angrily on the tiny creature to kill her. "Spare me!" begged the poor mouse. "Please let me go and some day I will surely repay you." The lion was so amused at the idea of the little mouse being able to help the King of Beasts, that he lifted up his paw and let her go.
Some weeks later, the lion was caught in a net. Thehunters, who desired to carry the lion alive to their King, tied him to atree while they went in search of a wagon to carry him.
Justthen the little mouse happened to pass by, and seeing the lion's sadplight, went up to him and soon gnawed awaythe ropes of the net, freeing the lion. "You have helped me and now I have returned the favor. Was I not right - even a mouse can help a lion!"said the little mouse.
Don't forget: even the smallest friend is worthwhile!
A hare one day made himself merry over the slow pace of the tortoise, vainly boasting of his own great speed in running. The tortoise smiled at the hare and replied, "Let us try a race. We shall run from here to the pond and the fox out yonder shall be the judge." The hare agreed and away they started together. True to his boasting the hare was out of sight in a moment. The tortoise jogged along with a slow, steady pace, straight towards end of the course. Full of sport, the hare first outran the tortoise, then intentionally fell behind chuckling at the tortoise all the while. Having come nearly to the goal, the hare began to nibble at the young plants. After a while, the day being warm, he lay down for a nap, saying: "The tortoise is behind me now. If he should go by, I can easily enough catch up." When the hare awoke, the tortoise was not in sight. Running as fast as he could, the hare found the fox congratulating the tortoise at the finish line. Don't forget -- slow but steady wins the race!
The Grasshopper and the Ants In a field one summer's day a grasshopper was hopping about, chirping and singing to its heart's content. A group of ants walked by, grunting as they struggled to carry plump kernels of corn. "Where are you going with those heavy things?" asked the grasshopper. Without stopping, the first ant replied, "To our ant hill. This is the third kernel I've delivered today." "Why not come and sing with me," teased the grasshopper, "instead of working so hard?" "We are helping to store food for the winter," said the ant, "and think you should do the same." "Winter is far away and it is a glorious day to play," sang the grasshopper. But the ants went on their way and continued their hard work. The weather soon turned cold. All the food lying in the field was covered with a thick white blanket of snow that even the grasshopper could not dig through. Soon the grasshopper found itself dying of hunger. He staggered to the ants' hill and saw them handing out corn from the stores they had collected in the summer. He begged them for something to eat. "What!" cried the ants in surprise, "haven't you stored anything away for the winter? What in the world were you doing all last summer?" "I didn't have time to store any food," complained the grasshopper; "I was so busy playing music that before I knew it the summer was gone." The ants shook their heads in disgust, turned their backs on the grasshopper and went on with their work.
A lion had been watching three bulls feeding in an open field. He had tried to attack them several times, but they kept together and helped each other to drive him off. The lion had little hope of eating them, for he was no match for three strong bulls with their sharp horns and hoofs. But he could not keep away from that field, for it is hard to resist watching a good meal, even when there is little chance of getting it. Then one day the bulls had a fight. When the hungry lion came to lick his chops and watch them as he did each day, he found them in separate corners of the field, as far away from one another as they could get. It was now an easy matter for the lion to attack the bulls one at a time.