Jackal and War Drum Story
Once
there was a dense forest that lived a jackal. One day I was very hungry
and I was looking for food. In search of food, he found a battlefield.
There he saw a large drum lying under a tree. As the wind blew, there
was a sound that struck the trunk of the tree with the drum. He wanted
to go with fear, but he thought he should be careful to seek the source
of this sound.
The
Jackal beats with his paws before. The drum made noise. Well, the
Jackal thought it could be another little beast in the drum and that
would make a very tasty meal for him. Because I was so hungry. He tried a
lot with his paws and teeth to tear the drum, but in vain.
At
that moment, a leopard went down while he was looking for his food. He
drew attracted by the sound of the drum, approached him. He saw the
Jackal and said he was going to kill you. The Jackal said to the
leopard: "Darling, please let me and I give you a good meal instead of
me." There's a pig hidden in the drum. If you break this drum and kill
the pig, you have a delicious meal. Say that this jackal has disappeared
from the place.
The
leopard struck the upper part of the drum with its pointed legs. The
drum exploded with a sound, but there was no animal inside. The drum was
empty. Looking at the empty drum, the leopard became very angry and
said to the Jackal: "You have wasted my time." There is no food in the
drum. So I'm going to kill and eat. He saw there was no jackal. He
continued his search for food, and near the drum he found enough food.
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The crow and the pitchar
A
raven lived in a dense forest. It was a hot summer day. There was no
water in the forest. The raven was very thirsty. He flew from one place
to another in search of water, but he could not find it anywhere. He was
very sad and disappointed not to get a drop of it.
He
finally saw a pot. He flew into the pot and sat on his edge. When he
stretched his beak to quench his thirst, he saw that the water was just
on the ground.
His
beak could not reach such a low water level. He even tried to dump the
boat, but he couldn't do that. It was too hard for him to move.
When
he flew desperately, he thought of a plan. Suddenly his eyes fell on
extended pebbles near the glass. He flew to them, picked up the Pebble
one after the other and left them in the-. He's done it continuously.
Slowly
and slowly the water level rose and approached the neck. The Raven was
pleased to see. He dropped his beak, extinguished the thirst and flew
away.
Moral: Where there is a will, there is a way.
