The Ant and the Dove
An Ant was speeding along on its three pairs of legs when, suddenly, it
stopped.
“I’m thirsty,” the Ant said aloud.
“Why don’t you get a drink of water from the brook?” cooed a Dove
perched in a nearby tree. “The brook is close by. Just be careful you
don’t fall in.”
The Ant sped to the brook and began to drink. But a sudden gust of wind
blew the Ant into the water.
“Help!” cried the Ant, “I’m drowning!”
The Dove knew it had to act quickly to save the Ant. With its beak, the
Dove broke a twig from the tree. Then the Dove flew over the brook and
dropped the twig to the Ant. The Ant climbed onto the twig and floated
safely ashore.
Not long afterward, the Ant saw a Hunter. He was setting a trap to catch
the Dove. The Dove began to fly toward the trap.
The Ant knew it had to act quickly to save the Dove. So the Ant opened
its strong jaws and bit the bare ankle of the Hunter.
“Ouch!” the Hunter cried.
The Dove heard the Hunter and flew away to safety.
One good turn deserves another.
