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Sorry for the slow reply, I was trying to find a story.
In article <Xns95C281776B797palanis@130.81.64.196>,
Jane Palanis <nowhere@example.com> wrote:
> "There are no limitations of the story," Jane replies.
> "Sometimes an old story retold in a new way - or simply but a
> new person can breath life into it."
"I doubt if I could manage that, but there's a short story I was
told by an old friend who's a NAN member, it features Fox.
Fox is setting up for a major feast all by himself. He's managed
to get hold a lot of ducks, exactly how doesn't come into this
story, but let's just say it wasn't by bartering or farming and
leave it at that. He sets a dozen ducks on spits, and buries a
dozen more in the ground under the fire to bake.
Just as the smell is becoming totally droolworthy he hears a low
groan from a nearby tree. It sounds like an old man so Fox jumps
up and runs to the tree shouting that the ducks are his and he
won't share them. All he hears is the same groan again, coming
from high up in the tree so Fox starts climbing to see who it is
that's interrupting his feast. About two thirds of the way up
the tree, Fox steps on a rotten branch which gives way under
him. He grabs desperately at the branch above him and manages to
grasp it, but discovers that it's the one that was the source of
the groans he had heard as it is actually two branches which
were rubbing against each other in the breeze, and his paw goes
between them becoming trapped. There aren't any nearby branches
for him to stand on so he can't free his paw. All he can do is
hang there hoping that someone will come along and rescue him.
He's giving serious consideration to gnawing his paw off when he
hears something moving a short way off. He shouts for help and
the movement he hears gets louder. It's Wolf who steps into the
clearing. Wolf sees the ducks roasting and helps himself to a
couple. Fox is upset and shouts down that the ducks are his and
he doesn't want to share them. Wolf ignores him and eats another
couple of roast ducks. Fox is getting angry now and shouts down
that Wolf will be very sorry if he eats any more of Fox's food.
Wolf laughs and eats three more of the roast ducks. Fox is now
very worried that Wolf will eat everything and leave him trapped
so he shouts down to Wolf to free him and not eat the baked
ducks. Wolf's ears prick up at this and he quickly unearths all
the baked ducks and eats them too. Only once he's finished does
he walk over to the tree and climb up to free Fox. Fox scrambles
down the tree to see what scraps Wolf might have left of the
ducks, to find that all the ducks are lined up at the edge of
the fire. He looks over at Wolf in astonishment. He'd seen and
heard Wolf eat them!
Wolf tells him.
Your refusal to share when you had more than you could need
condemned you. Share with whoever may come to your fire and you
will never hunger because others will share with you.
And walks off into the woods.
Fox shouts a promise that he will share from now on, and indeed
he does, with a native tribe who have been driven from their
homelands. The tribe settle down in the area and Fox gains many
people who look to him. But that's another story."
Jonathon sits down at the bar.
"I hope that wasn't too painful."
> > "If you happen to have some Black Dragon Oolong, or a good
> > Spiced Imperial I'll declare undying love for you.
> She holds up a finger and walks into the kitchen. She comes
> back a moment later with an armload of small boxes. "Yes,
> Spiced Imperial. We have that."
"Excellent. It's one of the stronger flavoured teas, and I could
do with that just now."
> Her professionally bland face brightens with a faint smile.
> "As for undying love... I do appreciate the thought but I'm
> not interested."
Jonathon bows to Palanis.
"As you wish, although I must say that it seems like I've lost
my touch."
He then grins.
Jonathon
--
.... Life is a journey...not a destination. Enjoy the trip!
__ __ __ __ __ ___
|__||__)/ __/ \|\ ||_ | And isn't your life extremely flat
| || \\__/\__/| \||__ | with nothing whatever to grumble at.
....Running the RISC... lbATargonetDOTcoDOTuk
Sorry for the slow reply, I was trying to find a story.
In article <Xns95C281776B797palanis@130.81.64.196>,
Jane Palanis <nowhere@example.com> wrote:
> "There are no limitations of the story," Jane replies.
> "Sometimes an old story retold in a new way - or simply but a
> new person can breath life into it."
"I doubt if I could manage that, but there's a short story I was
told by an old friend who's a NAN member, it features Fox.
Fox is setting up for a major feast all by himself. He's managed
to get hold a lot of ducks, exactly how doesn't come into this
story, but let's just say it wasn't by bartering or farming and
leave it at that. He sets a dozen ducks on spits, and buries a
dozen more in the ground under the fire to bake.
Just as the smell is becoming totally droolworthy he hears a low
groan from a nearby tree. It sounds like an old man so Fox jumps
up and runs to the tree shouting that the ducks are his and he
won't share them. All he hears is the same groan again, coming
from high up in the tree so Fox starts climbing to see who it is
that's interrupting his feast. About two thirds of the way up
the tree, Fox steps on a rotten branch which gives way under
him. He grabs desperately at the branch above him and manages to
grasp it, but discovers that it's the one that was the source of
the groans he had heard as it is actually two branches which
were rubbing against each other in the breeze, and his paw goes
between them becoming trapped. There aren't any nearby branches
for him to stand on so he can't free his paw. All he can do is
hang there hoping that someone will come along and rescue him.
He's giving serious consideration to gnawing his paw off when he
hears something moving a short way off. He shouts for help and
the movement he hears gets louder. It's Wolf who steps into the
clearing. Wolf sees the ducks roasting and helps himself to a
couple. Fox is upset and shouts down that the ducks are his and
he doesn't want to share them. Wolf ignores him and eats another
couple of roast ducks. Fox is getting angry now and shouts down
that Wolf will be very sorry if he eats any more of Fox's food.
Wolf laughs and eats three more of the roast ducks. Fox is now
very worried that Wolf will eat everything and leave him trapped
so he shouts down to Wolf to free him and not eat the baked
ducks. Wolf's ears prick up at this and he quickly unearths all
the baked ducks and eats them too. Only once he's finished does
he walk over to the tree and climb up to free Fox. Fox scrambles
down the tree to see what scraps Wolf might have left of the
ducks, to find that all the ducks are lined up at the edge of
the fire. He looks over at Wolf in astonishment. He'd seen and
heard Wolf eat them!
Wolf tells him.
Your refusal to share when you had more than you could need
condemned you. Share with whoever may come to your fire and you
will never hunger because others will share with you.
And walks off into the woods.
Fox shouts a promise that he will share from now on, and indeed
he does, with a native tribe who have been driven from their
homelands. The tribe settle down in the area and Fox gains many
people who look to him. But that's another story."
Jonathon sits down at the bar.
"I hope that wasn't too painful."
> > "If you happen to have some Black Dragon Oolong, or a good
> > Spiced Imperial I'll declare undying love for you.
> She holds up a finger and walks into the kitchen. She comes
> back a moment later with an armload of small boxes. "Yes,
> Spiced Imperial. We have that."
"Excellent. It's one of the stronger flavoured teas, and I could
do with that just now."
> Her professionally bland face brightens with a faint smile.
> "As for undying love... I do appreciate the thought but I'm
> not interested."
Jonathon bows to Palanis.
"As you wish, although I must say that it seems like I've lost
my touch."
He then grins.
Jonathon
--
.... Life is a journey...not a destination. Enjoy the trip!
__ __ __ __ __ ___
|__||__)/ __/ \|\ ||_ | And isn't your life extremely flat
| || \\__/\__/| \||__ | with nothing whatever to grumble at.
....Running the RISC... lbATargonetDOTcoDOTuk
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