Friday, 1 November 2013

Story of lion

Today I want to write a story that tells of pride and selfishness, and shows how both these features do not help those who cultivate them.
On the bank of the stream, a tiny gnat had fallen a sleep. 
Lion
 But from the depths of the forest came a dull roar and powerful. The poor fly so terribly frightened. A great, big, fat lion in search of dinner, roaring his lungs. 
The fly cried indignantly, "Hey ! Would you all stop? What's all the fuss I am? Can not let the good people sleep in peace? What right have you to be here? ".
The lion snorted: "What right ? On my right, I am the king of the forest. I do what I like, I say what I like, who I like to eat, I go where I like, because I'm the king of the forest! ".
" Who said that you are the king? " he asked quietly at a gnat.
"Who said that? ..." roared the lion. "I 'll tell you, because I am the strongest and everyone is afraid of me."
" But I, [...]
for example, I'm not afraid of you, then you are not king."
"I'm not a king? Repeat it if you done."
"Sure, I repeat. And you will not be king unless you fight against me, and you do not win."
" Fight you ? " snorted the lion to quiet down a bit.
"Who ever heard of anything like this? A lion against a gnat? Small insignificant atom, with a puff will send you to the ends of the world."
Lion, Midge, Spider
But he didn't send anything anywhere.
He had a nice blow and strive with all the strength of the lungs. 
All I got was a gnat that was the swing on the stem of grass and cried out: "I'm stronger than you! I am the king."
Then the lion finally lost all sense of proportion and jumped ahead to open jaws to swallow a gnat, but swallowed a clod of grass. 
And the clever little insect where was it?
Just in one nostril of the lion and there began to tickle and tease him.
The lion banged his head against the trees, scratching with its claws, hollering, roaring ... "Oh, my nose! My poor nose! Mercy! Get out of there! Are you the king of the forest, you're all I want, but out of my nose! " whimpered finally the lion.
Then the gnat flew out of the nostril of the lion, which mortified and humiliated disappeared in the depths of the forest.
The flies began to dance with joy : "I'm king , king, king, king I beat a lion ! I did escape, I am the strongest and the most cunning, I will."
By dint of jumping, cheering, here and there, the flies did not notice that he had rolled up into something fine and lightweight and strong of the long white threads, almost invisible among the blades of grass and twisted it around the body of the insect, tying its legs and its wings . 
The spider came on his eight legs , muttering, "That's great appetizer for dinner ... ".
Big or small , the proud are always stupid.

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