There was a pond full of frogs. Some of them often put their
heads out of the water and croaked loudly. One day some boys were playing by
the side of the pond. When they heard the frogs croaking, they began to throw
stones at them. All the frogs at once went down into the water. But the boys
remained standing there with stones in their hands. The new game was great fun
for them. They went on pelting the frogs with stones when they raised their
head above the water. Thus, many frogs were if it hard and a few were killed.
At last, an old frog raised its head and said, “Oh boys please! please! stop
the cruel fun. Don’t throw stones at us.” “It is a play. We are enjoying it,”
said the boys. “What is a play to you causes death to us. This is why, you
should stop it,” answered the frog. Being ashamed they left the cruel game and
went away.
Or,
What’s a
Fun to one is a Death to Another
There was a big pond in a certain village. It was filled to
the brim with water. Many frogs Mstceit took their shelter to the brim in the
pond. Some of them put their heads out of the water and croaked loudly. One day
some naughty boys were playing by the side of the pond. When they heard the
frogs croaking, some of them started to throw stones into the pond for fun.
These stones hurt some of the frogs. All the frogs at once went down into the
water. But the boys did not leave the place. They remained standing there with
stones in their hands. They went on pelting the frogs with stones when they
raised Ccren their heads above the water. So an old frog raised his head out of
the water and said, “Dear boys, don’t throw stones at us. please.” “We’re
playing,” said the boys, laughing. “I understand that,” said the old frog. “But
the stones you throw a hit and hurt us. What’s fun to you is death to us.”