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  • Date Submitted: 12/06/2012 10:09 AM
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Greed is curse

(A dog and his reflection)

Once a greedy dog went to a butcher’s shop and stole a big piece of meat and ran out of the town. He was hungry but he did not eat it immediately. He wanted to eat to eat it on reaching some lonely place. After a short time he reached a stream of clear water with a narrow wooden bridge over it. He began to cross the bridge. Suddenly he looked into the stream and saw his reflection in the clear water. But he was a foolish, greedy dog. He though that it was another dog with a bigger piece of meat in his mouth. “Why not snatch that piece, too,” he though, and barked fiercely. His meat fell into the stream. This made him more angry. He jumped into the stream to fight that dog. As soon as he hit the surface of the water, the other dog disappeared. He searched about madly till he was completely tired but he could find neither the dog nor the piece of meat. He now tried to jump out of the stream, but he was too tired to do so. The water was very cold and he could not keep his head a over it for long, and slowly he sank down to the bottom.





Once there lived a poor woodcutter. He used to cut trees in the woods. One day he was cutting wood on the bank of a river. His axe fell down into the river. The river was deep. He could not take his axe out. He sat on the bank and began to weep.


Mercury, the god of water appeared. He asked the reason of his weeping. The woodcutter told the whole story. Mercury dived into the water and brought a golden axe. The woodcutter refused to take it. Mercury again dived and brought a silver axe. The woodcutter did not take it either. Then he brought an iron axe. The woodcutter took it gladly. Mercury was much pleased. He rewarded the woodcutter with the other two axes.

Moral: Honesty is the best policy.


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