Narrative Story (Fable) : The Snail And The Bees
The following story is entitled Narrative Story (Fable) : The Snail And The Bees. Which one of them was the strongest? which one of them would stay alive and happy? Were they fighting? What happened? let's read the story below!
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ONE day the king of the bees with his followers passed by the snail's
door with a great noise. The mother snail said, "I have sixteen babies
asleep on a leaf, and they must sleep fifteen days before they can walk. You
will surely wake them. You are the noisiest creatures that pass my door. How
can my children sleep? Yesterday your family and a crowd of your silly
followers were here and made a great noise, and now today you come again. If I
lose one baby because of all this, I will go to your house and destroy it. Then
you will have no place to live. Do you know that this tree belongs to me? My
master planted it twenty years ago, that I and my children might feed on its fruit.
Every year your people come here when my tree has flowers upon it and take the
honey away from them; and you not only rob me, but while you are doing it, you
make loud and foolish noises. If you do not go away, I will call my master and
my people."
The king bee answered, "You have no master in the world. You came from the dirt. Your
ancestors all died in the wilderness and nobody even cared, because you are of
no use to the world. Our name is Fon (Bee). People like us and they grow fat
from our honey, which is better than medicine. My people live in all parts of
the world. All mankind likes us and feeds us flowers. Do you think you are
better than man?
"One day a bad boy tried to spoil our house, but his mother said,'
You spoil many things, but you shall not trouble the bees. They work hard every
day and make honey for us. If you kill one bee-mother, her children will all
leave us and in winter we shall have no honey for our bread.' And the boy
obeyed. He might catch birds and goldfish, destroy flowers, do anything he wished,
but he could not trouble us, because we are so useful. But you, slow creeper,
are not good for anything."
Then the snail was angry and went to her house and said to her family,
"The bees are our enemies. In fifteen days, five of you must go to their
house and destroy it."
So they went. But when they reached the bee's house, they found no one
there; and they said, "We are glad, for we can eat their honey." And they ate honey until
sunset. Then the bee king and all his people in great numbers came with joyous
singing, drumming, and dancing to their home.
When the bee king saw the five snails in his house he said,
"Friends, this is not your home nor your food. Why do you come here and eat all our honey? But it is late, and you
are welcome to stay overnight with us, if you do not hurt our children."
The big snail only laughed and answered, "This is very good
honey. I have moved my family here. We will stay not only one night or two
nights, but forever, and we will eat your honey for our food as long as it lasts."
The bee king said, "I will allow you to stay only one night here.
You can not live in my house. You do no good thing to help. I am afraid even to
let you stay one night. My honey may be all taken and the babies killed while
we sleep tonight."
And he said to the wise old bees, "Do not sleep. We can not trust
them." The next morning the wise bees came and told the king,
"Thirty-five babies died last night. The snails crept all about our house
and poisoned them. And they left much mouth-dirt in the honey so that we fear
it will kill even man to eat it. We must drive them away, O king."
"One day more and if they do not go, we will do some other
thing," said the bee king.
Then he went to talk to the snails again and said, "Friends, you
are looking fat; I know you are satisfied here and like my honey, but why do
you kill my people and why do you spoil our honey? I think I know why. I believe
you are an enemy, for I remember now that I met a snail mother some time ago,
who scolded me and my people. I believe you are her children. "Be that as
it may, I now tell you that if you snails do not leave my house before tomorrow
at midday, you die here."
"Do what you will," said the snail, "we will stay. We
are a free people. We go where we will, we eat what we like, and just now we like honey. We shall eat all the honey you
have, if we wish it. At any rate, we will stay now, for we would like to see
what you can do that is so great."
Then the bee king looked grave and called all his soldiers together,
and told them to prepare for battle. The first order was, "Make ready your
wax until midday!" The second order was, "Sharpen your swords and be
ready!"
The great army of thousands with sharpened stings was commanded to
make the noise of battle and sting to the death if need be.
The snails were frightened at the battle cries and drew into their
shells. Then the king ordered the soldiers to bring wax quickly. And while
thousands of bees kept the snails frightened by the great noise of battle,
other soldiers filled the snails' mouths with the wax; and in two hours they
were sealed so that they could not move nor breathe.
The bee king then said to the snails, "At first I thought you
were friends, and I offered you shelter for the night and all the honey you
could eat. But you thought the Creator made the earth for you alone and nothing
for any one else. With such natures as yours, if you were as large and powerful
as the birds or the beasts, there would be no room for any other creature in
all the world. Truly you spoke, when you said you would stay, for now you
die."
Then the king moved all his people away to a new house and left the
snails to die.
One day when the master came to get honey and saw the empty house and
the five dead snails, he said, "This bee house, with all the honey, is poisoned. It must be
cleansed."
And the dead snails and the spoiled honey were sunk into the earth
together, but the bees lived on and were happy and useful.
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EE-SZE (Meaning): The proud and selfish want everything, but deserve
nothing.
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