In
a small village near a deep forest a woodcutter lived with his family. Every
morning, the woodcutter used to go to the forest to chop wood. He ‘was a very
hard working man. But his son was slow-witted for his age and could not pick up
any other trade.
One
day, the woodcutter’s wife asked his son to take his father’s meal to the wood.
“Take this to your father”, she asked to her son, “and eats with your father at
meal time.” So the boy took the basket and started to go towards the site where
his father was chapping wood.
The
woodcutter was pleased to see his son. He asked the boy to work with him by
taking a spare axe. The boy obeyed his father and began to work. They were
progressing quite nicely when a wasp came buzzing round the woodcutter’s head.
The woodcutter tried to brush it away with his hand, but it refused to leave.
He then told his son to do something that he might work in peace.
The
boy tried with a leafy twig but the wasp managed to slip through. It made the boy
angry. Next time, when the wasp was about to sit on his father’s shoulder, the
boy took a hunk of wood and gave it a very strong blow. The wasp was at once
killed but his father was seriously injured at the shoulder. He became
senseless after much bleeding. It took him days to well properly.
Moral:
Never entrust a fool.
