The Prosperities of Aesop Village: The Ants and The Grasshopper

In one day of the end of autumn, the grasshopper with the violin came there when ants were preparing for their hibernation.

He said,

"Please give me the foods."

The old ant responded to him.

"Why didn't you collect your food in the summer?"

"I'm the artist. I had played the noble action like playing the music.

So, it was not sufficient time for me to collect my food."

"What a lazy grasshopper! Shame on you saying the artist! Even on the snow, you should continue to sing."

The old ant is unfriendly.

But the grasshopper didn't become disappointed very much.

"It can't be helped then. I'll go to other ants."

But young ants held back him when he was leaving.

"W...wait."

In other hands, they explained to the old ant.

"Old man, please think more.

Our colony has been already fulfilled with our foods by our personality loving the labor from our ancestor era.

We've expanded our colony every year and every year, and stored and stored the foods, but it's limit.

Not a long minutes ago, the old foods erupted by breaking the wall when we were expanding our colony, and about three ants have been wounded by crushed by them.

We have no living space, if the grasshopper doesn't enter into our colony and eat our foods."

In this way, the grasshopper became the customer of ants.

For the grasshopper, the ants could enjoy in this winter too.

Because it's like putting the jukebox.

The grasshopper can play all music even if the ants order anything.

This grasshopper, because of the artist, was clever.

He found that the old foods in deep storage had become the booze by fermentation, when he was walking in the colony of ants.

"You, it's good for you to drink it, not abandon it."

The ants drunk it fearfully, and they learned the taste of booze with feeling good.

They learned their dance naturally because of setting both the booze and the song.

This is much funnier than labor however they think.

In this era of hibernation, the traditional willing of these ants has collapsed perfectly.

From the next spring, without working, these ants only dance accordance with the violin of the grasshopper even if they get out from the colony.

Only the old ant sighed.

"What a terrible deterioration! It'll be ruin if they're as they are."

And he intended to calculate how time their food will become gone by inspecting the rest amount of their food.

However, their food is too much, so he can't deal with.

Even if living by only dancing for some decades, their food is never likely to become gone.

So, he whispered.

"Does it mean the social has changed? I can't understand..."

The old ant was worried about the contradiction of ideal and facts, he drunk the booze to forget it, and he begun to dance with young ants.

The lesson: Is it forgivable that we change the ancient story into like this, even if however the social has changed by prosperities?

The End