The Wise Frog
There was a little frog accidentally
hopped into a pail of milk.
The pail was shiny and smooth.
The frog was swimming round and
round as there was nothing
for it to land on. So it was unable to get out of
It said to itself, "Well,
I will hang on as long as I can."
It float better in milk than in
water, as milk is slightly thicker
water ( S.G. of milk > 1 ).
For hours the little frog kept on
swimming, when suddenly
it found something getting solid under its feet. The milk
getting churned to butter now!
In a short while, it was able to jump
out and survived.
“ In any situation, do not give up hope,
but to keep on trying to the end like
the little frog ”.
This frog later dwelt in a small
pool. When the pool dried up
under the hot sun in a dry season, it left that place and
set out for
As the frog went along, it came
across a deep well, filled with water.
It said to itself, "Let me
descend and make my abode in this well.
It will furnish me with shelter and
The frog then thought deeply before
it made any move,
the water should fail me,
can I get out again
from such an alarming depth?
should look carefully first,
before I decide whether to leap in!"
The frog was wise to “ look before it
It did not leap into the well.
Don't just jump into a conclusion, analyze the matter first
for any other possibilities.
read this story with a clear and open mind.
A Primary School teacher was having trouble with
of her students.
The teacher asked, "Sunny, what is your problem?"
"I'm too smart for the Primary 1.
My sister is in Primary 3 and I'm smarter than she is!
I think I should be in Primary 3 too!"
The teacher took Sunny to the principal's office.
While Sunny waited in the outer office, the teacher explained
to the principal what the situation was.
The principal told the teacher he would give the boy a test
and if he failed to answer any of his questions he would
remain in Primary 1, and behave. The teacher agreed.
Sunny was brought in. The conditions were explained, and
Sunny agreed to take the test.
Principal: "What is 3 x 3?"
Principal: "What is 6 x 6?"
And so it went with every question the principal thought
a Primary 1 student should know.
The principal looks at the teacher and tells her,
"I think Sunny can go to Primary 3."
The teacher says to the principal,
"May I ask him some tougher questions?"
The principal and Sunny both agree.
"What does a cow have four of that I have only two?"
"What is in your pants that you have, but I do not have?"
The principal wondered, why does she ask such a question!
Teacher: "What does a dog do that a man steps into?"
"What's starts with a C and ends with a T, and it is hairy,
oval, delicious and contains thin whitish liquid?"
The principal's eyes open really wide and before he could stop
Teacher: "What goes in hard and pink then comes out soft
"What does a man do standing up, a woman do sitting down
and dog do on three legs?"
The principal's eyes open really wide and before he could stop
Sunny: "Shake hands."
"Now I will ask you some “Who am I” sort of questions, okay?"
"You stick your pole inside me and tie me down to get me up.
You get wet before I do." Who am I??
Sunny: "A Tent."
"A finger goes in me. You fiddle with me when you're bored.
The best man always has me first." What am I??
Principal was looking restless and a bit tense.
Sunny: "A Wedding Ring."
"I come in many sizes. When I'm not well, I drip.
When you blow me, I feel good." What am I??
Sunny: "A Nose."
"I have a stiff shaft. My tip penetrates.
I come with a quiver." What am I??
Sunny: "An Arrow."
"What word starts with an 'F' and ends in 'K' that means
a lot of excitement?"
The principal breathed a sigh of relief and told the teacher,
"Put this “ass” in Primary 6 ! I got the last questions wrong
So, for any matters, do not
just jump into a conclusion.
Analyze them and think positively of other possibilities.
Sometimes things do not appear as what they are.
Hi Folks, Be Humane as a Human!
Faithful Dog and its Inhumane Owner.
Once I took a taxi to a veterinarian with my dog. My dog’s
cough attracted the attention of the taxi driver. He turned and asked, "Has your dog caught
I replied, "Yeah! He has been coughing since last night," With a long
sigh, he said, "Gee, the way it coughs sounds just like a human being."
As the conversation continued, he told me of a painful experience he had in raising a dog. Several years prior, he had a huge German shepherd.
It ate a LOT and its fierce barking bothered the neighbours. Soon, he
could no longer afford to keep the dog. So he put it in a bag and drove it to a
mountain, over 100-km away, abandoning it there. The dog ran after his car for
several kilometers and then dropped out of sight.
A week later, at midnight, he heard something knocking
heavily at the front door. It was his German shepherd, looking haggard and exhausted from an apparent long period of running and searching.
He was surprised but said nothing. He turned, grabbed the
same bag, put the dog in and drove away again. This time, he drove to a far away town. On the way,
he could hear the dog crying in the bag.
Upon arriving, he opened the bag and saw the bag was filled
with blood that had flowed out of
the dog’s mouth. Prying the dog’s mouth open, he discovered that its tongue
was torn in two. The dog had bitten its own tongue in half to kill itself.
We both fell silent. From the rear-view mirror, I could see
the driver’s eyes filled with tears. After awhile he said, "Every time I
see a dog, it reminds me of my German shepherd.
I know I will be in pain for the rest of my life. I really do not live up to
being a human being. Dogs are more human than I am."
As I listened to the taxi driver tell his story, a scene
entered my mind: the German shepherd was running tirelessly through the
meadows, the mountains, the fields, the towns and the cities. In order to find
his master, he ran hundreds of miles and suffered a great deal until finally, he
arrived at his master’s house. He never thought that his master would
unwillingly open the door for him without a word of comfort, but would take
him far away to discard him again. What a shock this is to a loyal and
The taxi driver continued on saying that afterward, he
buried the dog with a grand funeral. In memory of the dog, he went to the grave
site often. Unfortunately, this did not ease his feelings of
guilt. So he had sworn that he would tell this story to every dog owner he met, hoping
to alleviate his feelings of guilt.
By An Anonymous Dog Owner.