Posted by on-the-wave on February 5, 2004, at 8:57:40
In reply to THE SKY IS FALLING!!! THE SKY IS FALLING!!! (nm) » on-the-wave, posted by KimberlyDi on February 3, 2004, at 17:42:32
Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, there lived a little red hen. One day the little red hen was on her way to market when a passing breeze dislodged an acorn from a large oak tree. Tugged by the eternal forces of nature, the acorn fell earthwards, interrupted momentarily in its journey by a collision with the head of the little red hen.
Now the little red was shocked and traumatised by this incidence, she neither stopped to look about her, nor to investigate the cause of the dull throbbing sensation in her head. She raised one wing over her eyes and ran blindly along the path to tell the king that the sky was falling and would destroy the entire kingdom. Passing all manner of other animals along the way, she spread the terrible news of the impending calamity. The other animals, not being well educated in the ways of the world and want to believe any story that would make them feel important and unique in the large forest, concurred with her story. They joined her on her journey to the king, and helped spread the word to other animals in the forest. Some of them believed that the king would reward them with treasure if they were the ones to impart the bad news.
Now a cunning and wyethly fox, spying this exodus from the forest, hatched a cunning and evil plan. If he could convince this gullible bunch to enter into his lair he could extract great benefit from their ignorance. So approaching the erstwhile caravan, he made them great promises, showing them a secret path, which would curtail their lengthy journey and ease their now suffering legs. The animals, who, were by now exhausted by their journey, questioned not the fox’s intentions and being of a naive disposition, followed him into the lair.
On entering the lair, some of the animals saw the foolishness of their ways, and turned to run, but the pathway was narrow and thorns blocked the passage. Some of the animals were brave and fearing the worst kept going, however, some were fearful of the dangers of the path, and took refuge in the safety of the fox’s lair, comforted by their ignorant friends.
A while later, some of the animals who had escaped, gathered in a clearing in the forest to pass time of day. They spoke in hushed tones of the fearful day, and whispered apprehensively if any had seen those that had not escaped the lair. They had heard cries and screams in the night, seen feathers scattered here and there, but none of the animals that stayed in the lair had ever been seen again. They comforted each other, and swore to warn other animals of the wickedness of the fox in the hopes that one day the forest would be free of his evil behaviour.
The end
“Give not that which is holy unto the dogs, neither cast ye your pearls before swine, lest they trample them under their feet, and turn again and rend you.”
Matthew 7, ver. 6 (KJV)
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