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The Tortoise and the Hare
Once upon a time, a hare was making fun of a tortoise for being so slow. "Do you ever get anywhere?" he asked with a mocking laugh. "Yes," replied the tortoise, "and I’ll get there sooner than you think. Let’s have a race!"
The hare, amused, agreed and they set a course. As the race began, the hare sprinted far ahead, leaving the tortoise behind. Confident in his lead, the hare decided to take a nap.
Meanwhile, the tortoise continued to plod steadily along, step by step. When the hare woke up, he saw the tortoise near the finish line! The hare ran as fast as he could, but it was too late.
The tortoise crossed the finish line first and said, “Slow and steady wins the race.”
The Three Little Pigs
Once upon a time, three little pigs decided to build their own houses.
The first pig built his house out of straw because it was quick and easy. The second pig used sticks because they were sturdier, but still didn’t take too much effort. The third pig, however, worked hard to build his house out of bricks.
One day, a big bad wolf came along. He huffed and puffed and blew down the straw house. The first pig ran to his brother's stick house, but the wolf blew that down too. Both pigs ran to the brick house.
The wolf huffed and puffed, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t blow the brick house down. Frustrated, he climbed onto the roof to sneak down the chimney. But the third pig had boiled a pot of water at the fireplace. When the wolf climbed down, he fell into the boiling water and ran away, never to bother them again.
The three pigs lived happily ever after.
The Boy Who Cried Wolf
There once was a shepherd boy who was bored watching the village sheep. To amuse himself, he shouted, “Wolf! Wolf!” The villagers came running to help, only to find there was no wolf.
The boy laughed at the trick he had played.
A few days later, he shouted again, “Wolf! Wolf!” The villagers once more came running, only to be fooled again.
One evening, a real wolf appeared. Terrified, the boy shouted, “Wolf! Wolf!” But this time, the villagers didn’t believe him. No one came to help, and the wolf ate the sheep.
The moral? No one believes a liar, even when they’re telling the truth.