Reshaping of story
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Once, a very lazy boy named Ramu lived in a small village. He spent all his time loitering around and was always busy in daydreaming. He avoided doing any work.
One day Ramu found a bag full of money. He was delighted. He knew that one had to work to earn money. But he felt lucky for getting money without any effort at all. Ramu went and bought many tasty sweets from the bakery. Then he got some new clothes. In such a way, he started to spend the money he had got.
His mother said, "Son, don't waste the money. Use it to start some business. Work hard at it and you will become rich."
But Ramu said, "I have no need to work. I have a lot of money."
Within a few months Ramu had spent all the money in the bag. Soon he had not even a morsel to eat at home. The villagers also refused to employ such a lazy boy. Then Ramu understood that free money was not worth it. Only fruits of labour can feed a man lifelong.
Once, a very lazy boy named Ramu lived in a small village. He spent all his time loitering around and was always busy in daydreaming. He avoided doing any work.
One day Ramu found a bag full of money. He was delighted. He knew that one had to work to earn money. But he felt lucky for getting money without any effort at all. Ramu went and bought many tasty sweets from the bakery. Then he got some new clothes. In such a way, he started to spend the money he had got.
His mother said, "Son, don't waste the money. Use it to start some business. Work hard at it and you will become rich."
But Ramu said, "I have no need to work. I have a lot of money."
Within a few months Ramu had spent all the money in the bag. Soon he had not even a morsel to eat at home. The villagers also refused to employ such a lazy boy. Then Ramu understood that free money was not worth it. Only fruits of labour can feed a man lifelong.
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The wolf boasted that he was the strongest animal. The fox disagreed. 'Man in his prime is stronger!' 'Introduce me to one and we'll soon see,' retorted the angry wolf.
An old man went by. 'Is that a man?' asked the wolf. 'No, he is no longer in his prime,' replied the fox. A boy ran past. 'Is that one?' asked the wolf. 'No, he has not reached his prime,' the fox replied. Then a hunter appeared. 'That's him! That's a man!' exclaimed the fox.
The wolf leapt out and was beaten by the hunter. “Do you see?' asked the fox. 'Man has strengths which even you do not possess!'
The wolf boasted that he was the strongest animal. The fox disagreed. 'Man in his prime is stronger!' 'Introduce me to one and we'll soon see,' retorted the angry wolf.
An old man went by. 'Is that a man?' asked the wolf. 'No, he is no longer in his prime,' replied the fox. A boy ran past. 'Is that one?' asked the wolf. 'No, he has not reached his prime,' the fox replied. Then a hunter appeared. 'That's him! That's a man!' exclaimed the fox.
The wolf leapt out and was beaten by the hunter. “Do you see?' asked the fox. 'Man has strengths which even you do not possess!'
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A long long time ago, a heavy wagon was stucked in the mud and the wagon driver was unable to free it. Just then, by sheer chance, the Madonna passed by.
'I am thirsty,' she said. 'Give me a drink and I will set your wagon free.'
'Willingly,' said the man, offering her the bottle, 'but I don't have a cup.'
'I can provide the cup,' said the Madonna. And she broke off a white flower, with red stripes, in the shape of a chalice and she used it to drink from. Ever since then," people have called the flower of the convolvulus, 'The Madonna's Cup.'
'I am thirsty,' she said. 'Give me a drink and I will set your wagon free.'
'Willingly,' said the man, offering her the bottle, 'but I don't have a cup.'
'I can provide the cup,' said the Madonna. And she broke off a white flower, with red stripes, in the shape of a chalice and she used it to drink from. Ever since then," people have called the flower of the convolvulus, 'The Madonna's Cup.'
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An inexperienced little mouse set off on a journey. He came across a cockerel. Never having seen one before, the little mouse was so afraid of the cockerel's beak, its feathers and red crest, that he ran off as fast as he could. Further on, the mouse saw a cat. What a handsome animal, he thought; what a soft fur, what striking eyes!
When mouse got back home, he told his mother what he had seen.
"You silly mouse,' his mother said, 'Never go by appearances. The terrible animal that you saw was a harmless cockerel while the fine looking one is our enemy, the cat.'
An inexperienced little mouse set off on a journey. He came across a cockerel. Never having seen one before, the little mouse was so afraid of the cockerel's beak, its feathers and red crest, that he ran off as fast as he could. Further on, the mouse saw a cat. What a handsome animal, he thought; what a soft fur, what striking eyes!
When mouse got back home, he told his mother what he had seen.
"You silly mouse,' his mother said, 'Never go by appearances. The terrible animal that you saw was a harmless cockerel while the fine looking one is our enemy, the cat.'
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Once, a donkey was grazing at the edge of the village. He was so lost in eating the sweet green grass that he wandered into the forest nearby. Soon it was evening and the donkey decided to go home. So he turned to take the path which led to the village. As he walked on, suddenly, he was confronted by a big fierce lion.
The sight of the lion's large mane and sharp claws scared the donkey. But the donkey was very clever. He addressed the lion and said, "Oh! Your Majesty, what a pleasure to see you. I would be honoured to serve you as your dinner. But I must tell you about the proper way of eating a donkey. It is said, that one must start eating from the hind legs. That part tastes the best."
The lion believed the donkey and as he went behind him, the donkey kicked the lion with great force. The lion was knocked down and fell into a thorny bush. By the time he was on his feet, the donkey had run off to the village.
Once, a donkey was grazing at the edge of the village. He was so lost in eating the sweet green grass that he wandered into the forest nearby. Soon it was evening and the donkey decided to go home. So he turned to take the path which led to the village. As he walked on, suddenly, he was confronted by a big fierce lion.
The sight of the lion's large mane and sharp claws scared the donkey. But the donkey was very clever. He addressed the lion and said, "Oh! Your Majesty, what a pleasure to see you. I would be honoured to serve you as your dinner. But I must tell you about the proper way of eating a donkey. It is said, that one must start eating from the hind legs. That part tastes the best."
The lion believed the donkey and as he went behind him, the donkey kicked the lion with great force. The lion was knocked down and fell into a thorny bush. By the time he was on his feet, the donkey had run off to the village.
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