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I enjoyed every of my grandmother's visit, she always had beautiful stories to share and i am going to be sharing one of my favorite stories. Join me as we enjoy and relive the days of listening to folktales under the light of the moon.
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Story, story...story.
Once upon a time, the bat and the squirrel were very good friends and they both lived in a village near ondo forest. But there came a time when the bat became very jealous of the squirrel because he was good looking and he, the bat, was very ugly.
The bat was a very good cook and so whenever the squirrel visited the bat would cook a mouth watering soup which the squirrel would gladly eat. Since the squirrel was not good at cooking he begged the bat to teach him how to cook a delicious soup.
The jealous bat said to the squirrel, “whenever I want to cook my delicious soup, I always dip myself in boiling water then cook the soup with the hot water“.
The squirrel was very glad and he thanked the bat very much. He ran home and told his wife to boil water for soup, which she did. The squirrel narrated what the bat had told him to his wife who simply laughed and told him it was not possible, she even assured him that she would learn how to cook. When the squirrel’s wife was not looking, the squirrel quickly jumped into the boiling water and died in the pot.
The squirrel’s wife was very angry and reported the matter to the king who also became angry. The king was so angry that he ordered his guards and the villagers to capture the bat and kill him. That evening, two rats were strolling past the bat’s house and were discussing the king’s order to capture and kill the bat, it was through this means that the bat heard and went into hiding. Since then, he has been afraid of being caught by the villagers and he resolved to flying only at night.
This story teaches us to avoid being jealous of people especially our friends and it also teaches us to verify information thorougly before using it. What did yoy learn from this story?
Thanks for reading.
The downfall of any man do start with jealousy. Live life rightly, envy no one
Poor squirrel, had to pay an ultimate prize for being discontent. Thank you for sharing the folktale and entering our contest. Your entry has been approved and resteemed.
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