Stories and morals

The boy and the Nettles

  A BOY was stung by a Nettle.  He ran home and told his Mother,

saying, "Although it hurts me very much, I only touched it

gently."  "That was just why it stung you," said his Mother.  "The

next time you touch a Nettle, grasp it boldly, and it will be

soft as silk to your hand, and not in the least hurt you." 

Moral: Whatever you do, do with all your might. 

The Cage Bird and the Bat

  A singing bird was confined in a cage which hung outside a window,

and had a way of singing at night when all other birds were asleep.

One night a Bat came and clung to the bars of the cage, and asked

the Bird why she was silent by day and sang only at night. "I have a

very good reason for doing so," said the Bird. "It was once when I was

singing in the daytime that a fowler was attracted by my voice, and

set his nets for me and caught me. Since then I have never sung except

by night." But the Bat replied, "It is no use your doing that now when

you are a prisoner: if only you had done so before you were caught,

you might still have been free."

Moral: "Precautions are useless after the crisis."

The Cock and the Jewel 

  A COCK, scratching for food for himself and his hens, found a

precious stone and exclaimed:  "If your owner had found thee, and

not I, he would have taken thee up, and have set thee in thy

first estate; but I have found thee for no purpose.  I would

rather have one barleycorn than all the jewels in the world."

Moral: The ignorant despise what is precious because they cannot understand it 

  The Dogs and the Hides 

  SOME DOGS famished with hunger saw a number of cowhides steeping

in a river.  Not being able to reach them, they agreed to drink

up the river, but it happened that they burst themselves with

drinking long before they reached the hides.  

Moral:  Attempt not impossibilities

  The Eagle and the Arrow

  AN EAGLE sat on a lofty rock, watching the movements of a Hare

whom he sought to make his prey.  An archer, who saw the Eagle

from a place of concealment, took an accurate aim and wounded him

mortally.  The Eagle gave one look at the arrow that had entered

his heart and saw in that single glance that its feathers had

been furnished by himself.  "It is a double grief to me," he

exclaimed, "that I should perish by an arrow feathered from my

own wings."

Moral: We often give our enemies the means for our own destruction

In our business and life, we need other's mistakes and experiences to guide us. Making mistakes is not always a bad thing, however we also need to open our minds and accept other's previous mistakes and allow it to teach us and  guide us through our own road with as less mistakes as possible.

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