An ant was scurrying desperately around, looking for something to drink, but it could find nothing. It had become convinced that it was going to die of thirst when a drop of water fell from above and saved its life. In truth, it was a tear, and it was filled with all the magical virtues which are born from suffering; after that the and discovered that it was able suddenly to understand and speak perfectly the language of men.
One day the ant went into a grain store and there, sitting on the floor, was a little girl, crying. 'Why are you so sad?' asked the ant.
'I've been imprisoned by an ogre. He will only set me free when I have made three heaps of grain, barley and rye, out of this huge mountain of seed where they are all mixed together.'
'That will take a month!' exclaimed the ant, looking at the huge pile of seed in the corner.
'If I haven't finished by tomorrow, the ogre will eat me for his supper,' the girl cried.
'Please do not sweep. We'll help you.'
And the ant fetched all his companions and they set to work. The next morning the ogre found that the task was done.
Thus it was that a tear saved a little girl's life.
One day the ant went into a grain store and there, sitting on the floor, was a little girl, crying. 'Why are you so sad?' asked the ant.
'I've been imprisoned by an ogre. He will only set me free when I have made three heaps of grain, barley and rye, out of this huge mountain of seed where they are all mixed together.'
'That will take a month!' exclaimed the ant, looking at the huge pile of seed in the corner.
'If I haven't finished by tomorrow, the ogre will eat me for his supper,' the girl cried.
'Please do not sweep. We'll help you.'
And the ant fetched all his companions and they set to work. The next morning the ogre found that the task was done.
Thus it was that a tear saved a little girl's life.
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