One day a man was going to market with his son and his ass. they met a couple on the way.
\"Why walk when you have an ass to ride?\" called out the husband, \"seat the boy on the ass.\"
\"I would like that,\" said the boy, \"help me up father.\"
And the father did that willingly.
Soon they met another couple. \"How shameful of you!\" cried the woman, \"let your father ride, won\'t he be tired?\"
So, the boy got down and the father rode the ass. Again they marched on.
\"poor boy\", said the next person they met, \"why should the lazy father ride while his son is walking?\"
So, the boy got onto the ass too. As they went on, they met some travellers.
\"How cruel of them!\" They are up to kill the poor ass.\" cried one of the travellers.
Hearing this, the father and the son got down. Now they decided to carry the ass on their shoulders. As they did so, the travellers broke into laughter.
The laughter frightened the ass. It broke free and galloped away.
MORAL:
From India, Pune
\"Why walk when you have an ass to ride?\" called out the husband, \"seat the boy on the ass.\"
\"I would like that,\" said the boy, \"help me up father.\"
And the father did that willingly.
Soon they met another couple. \"How shameful of you!\" cried the woman, \"let your father ride, won\'t he be tired?\"
So, the boy got down and the father rode the ass. Again they marched on.
\"poor boy\", said the next person they met, \"why should the lazy father ride while his son is walking?\"
So, the boy got onto the ass too. As they went on, they met some travellers.
\"How cruel of them!\" They are up to kill the poor ass.\" cried one of the travellers.
Hearing this, the father and the son got down. Now they decided to carry the ass on their shoulders. As they did so, the travellers broke into laughter.
The laughter frightened the ass. It broke free and galloped away.
MORAL:
From India, Pune
Once the Wind and the Sun came to have a quarrel. Either of them claimed to be a stronger. At last they agreed to have a trial of strength.
"Here comes a traveller. Let us see who can strip him of his clock," said the Sun.
The Wind agreed and chose to have the first turn. He blew in the hardest possible way. As a result , the traveller wrapped his cloak even more tightly around him.
Then it was the turn of the Sun. At first he shone very gently. So, the traveller loosened his cloak from his neck.
The sun went on shining brighter and brighter. The traveller felt hot. Before long he took off his cloak and put it in his bag. The Wind had to accept his defeat.
MORAL : Fury or force cuts no ice where gentleness does the job.
From India, Pune
"Here comes a traveller. Let us see who can strip him of his clock," said the Sun.
The Wind agreed and chose to have the first turn. He blew in the hardest possible way. As a result , the traveller wrapped his cloak even more tightly around him.
Then it was the turn of the Sun. At first he shone very gently. So, the traveller loosened his cloak from his neck.
The sun went on shining brighter and brighter. The traveller felt hot. Before long he took off his cloak and put it in his bag. The Wind had to accept his defeat.
MORAL : Fury or force cuts no ice where gentleness does the job.
From India, Pune
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